He rubbed his chin affectionately on the top of her head, muttering in a nasal voice: "Why do I like you so much?"

Every syllable of his is lazy and full of coquettishness.

Bu Yao sighed leisurely and said shamelessly: "There is no way, I like myself very much."

Lu Yan: "..." No more love.

He snorted proudly, let go of her and went downstairs.

Bu Yao picked up Dahei and followed him down, and saw him sitting alone at the dining table, with his hands wrapped around his chest, and being sulked.

Hearing the footsteps, he took a sneak peek at her and said in a muffled voice: "If you don't hug me, you won't love me anymore."

"Are you a cat?" Bu Yao tilted his head and looked at him.

Lu Yan: "Meow."

Bu Yao sighed, "It's over, I'm starting to doubt your real age now."

Lu Yan: "???"

Bu Yao: "Are you sure you are three years old? Didn't the placenta become a sperm?"

Lu Yan was successfully pissed off by her, "What about you? Are you fertilized eggs becoming sperm?"

He Xiaopang heard this as soon as he walked to the corner of the stairs, and almost rolled down the stairs without stepping on the air.

He poked his head out in shock, "Damn? You all have reached the point of talking about fertilized eggs? Pregnant women can't play games, right?"

It's about pregnant women, but it's about Lu Yan.

Lu Yan was so furrowed by him that he stared at him, "What are you looking at me? I won't get pregnant."

He Xiaopang: "Looking at the feeling with conditioned reflex."

Lu Yan: “…get out.”

He Xiaopang rolled onto the sofa in a hurry.

"Come on, give you an indirect hug between brothers." Bu Yao said, throwing Dahei into his arms and turning around into the kitchen.

Lu Yan: "..." Hug it, wanting to throw this little beast away.

While watching her work, he fucked the cat in grief and anger, wishing he could pull the big black into a bald place. "Your good brother is angry, don't you coax it?"

Bu Yao didn't even look at him, and while cooking, he muttered: "Little Kuihua's mother's class is on, and she's always angry. What should I do? It's mostly useless, just a meal."

Lu Yan: "..." I became autistic.

Until she prepared breakfast to serve it on the table, he still maintained the posture of petting the cat, but the cat was afraid that it would be bald by him and ran away long ago.

Bu Yao knew that he was angry when he got up, so he finally stopped teasing him. He rubbed his head and said, "Be good, don't be angry, am I busy cooking and feeding you."

Lu Yan grabbed her hand and kissed her, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "When it comes to feeding..."

"Shut up." Bu Yao mercilessly blocked his mouth with a bun to prevent him from becoming slutty early in the morning.

On the other hand, He Xiaopang received a bunch of complaints in the [KPL Century Jiayuan Gaoji Network] early in the morning.

[DM team Chen Wanshui: Next door, was your team haunted last night? Why did I vaguely hear the rap sounds one after another? Or is it a duet between men and women? @I am not fat, I am inflated]

[Little Salted Fish and Duck of DM Team: Or are you holding some feudal superstitious activities that affect our sleep and then affect our mood when playing games!]

[Ming Shen is not a little wife: I even heard the rooster crowing...]

[The Huahua of DM Team: Let's make a bold guess. What can a group of people do if they don't sleep in the middle of the night?]
Chapter completed!