"But, there are only three rooms in this villa, one is my dad, one is my mom, and one is me. There are no other rooms. Where are you?" Ye Xingguang asked a stupid question that he knew it.

Ye Junqing heard this and put the magazine aside, raised her eyes and favored her: "I can't sleep with you yet?"

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, he had posted photos on Weibo to tell the world that she was his woman and she had to sleep in separate rooms?

The night starlight jumped down.

The tone of the big cancer is too reasonable, right?

She suddenly felt a little nervous.

Ye Junqing saw her concerns, but she did not compromise. She pulled her long arm and pulled her to her legs.

Ye Xingguang's face immediately turned red and he wanted to get up, but Ye Junqing refused to let him go and locked her in his arms domineeringly.

He didn't do anything to her, but just reached out and grabbed the end of her hair as a brush, brushing the tip of her little nose, and his eyes seemed to be on fire: "Why, don't you, you are already a woman who has posted selfies on Weibo. Do you think I will continue to be a gentleman?"

She felt her heart tremble with the ends of her hair. When she heard her parents talking in the room, she whispered shyly: "Don't mess around, my parents are all here, you leave quickly and go home to sleep."

"I don't want to stay alone in the empty room, it's too cold."

The man's voice is domineering and aggrieved.

Night Starlight: “…”

"Where is it cold? Today's maximum temperature is 38 degrees. Eggs can be steamed by putting them on the ground."

This man even said excuses so perfunctorily.

Why isn't it cold? My heart has been cold for many years, and I have only been warmed by her recently. But now it is said that his head is so green that it is glowing. There are so many brothers in the family who tell him that everything is focused on his elder brother's presidential election and he is sincerely persuading him.

Now, he not only feels cold but also upset.

Ye Junqing showed tiredness: "When you are tired, why haven't your old illness relapsed? Then a little girl wanted to surround me and ask about her well-being. She was willing to be a pillow for me at night. It's really difficult to be a man. Don't be sick when you should be sick, and you want to torture me to death when you shouldn't."

“…”

Ye Xingguang covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense, who would curse himself for recurring his old illness?"

Thinking of his illness and father's illness, Ye Xingguang became irritable. Now she wanted to find the heir of the blood clan immediately and kill him to see if he would give her a cure.

Feeling the little girl's care, Ye Junqing relaxed physically and mentally, leaned lazily against the backrest of the sofa, and threw out another sentence: "There is also a little girl who forces me to drink medicine. After taking the medicine, she can ignite the spark of love."

Ye Xingguang's face was so blushed that he was about to drip. He was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed: "Shut up, I haven't had time yet."

"I said I'll eat you when I sleep with you?" Ye Junqing grabbed the loophole in her sentence and teased her leisurely.

The tall man surrounded her waist with one hand and grabbed the end of her hair with the other, spinning casually in his hand. The low magnetic sound was extremely hateful: "So, you are actually quite looking forward to it?"

Night Starlight: "!!!"

I really want to kill this man, who is looking forward to it?

Ye Xingguang could not resist his mouth, so he was so angry that he pushed him hard, and said, "Let me go, I'm going to take a shower."

Ye Junqing met her panicked eyes and smiled deeply: "I can't wait to take a shower? Don't panic, I'm not in a hurry."
Chapter completed!