Lu Yan: "..."

He had a cold face in an instant, "I can't continue chatting anymore, goodbye."

Bu Yao has the same cold face as he looks: "It's so good, I can finally get up."

He pinched her hand, glanced across her body, and said with some meaning: "Don't you really need help?"

Even through the fabric, Bu Yao felt the heat in his eyes inexplicably, and wanted to flirt with him until the end, but he liked to provoke her and suffer for himself.

She pulled out her hand, "My hands are sore, not broken, I can't use your service for the time being."

"That's right." Lu Yan nodded, rubbed his fingertips twice on the edge of her clothes, and a cunning curve was raised at the corner of his lips, teasing her, "I'll know when I want to take it off, and you'll be on call."

Bu Yao: "…"

To be honest, she kind of wanted to change his notes to: Free Duck.

She might be crazy, and she even felt like she was raising a young man from time to time.

Bu Yao was thundered by his evil thoughts and kicked him hard: "Go out quickly, I'm going to change my clothes."

"It's not that I haven't seen it." He groaned, got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

When Chi Xiaonian stretched her waist from the bottom to the first floor, she saw Bu Yao not in the kitchen for the first time.

She sat at the dining table with her legs crossed her legs, directing Lu Yan to cut bread and pour milk like an empress dowager. Lu Shen, who had always been unscathed in her ten fingers, was not only not pretentious at all, but was also enslaved happily.

Chi Xiaonian suddenly felt like she was forced to have a mouthful of dog food.

She walked to the dining table silently and sat down. Not only did she not feel ashamed of her light bulb behavior, but instead knocked her fingers on the dining table, "Shen Lu, do you have my share?"

"Yes." Lu Yan nodded.

Chi Xiaonian was about to praise her that she could still eat bread that Lu Shen cut in her lifetime, but she saw him handing over the knife and said without raising her head: "Cut yourself."

Chi Xiaonian: “…”

This is probably the difference between a friend and a girlfriend.

Looking at her depressed face, Bu Yao showed her aunt's smile, her mind full of: The light bulb's girlfriend also likes to be a light bulb. Maybe this is the fact that birds of a feather flock together, the light bulb couple is a high-quality match!

Chi·Light Bulb·Xiao Nian was stared at by her for no reason, "Why are you staring at me like this? You're smiling strangely."

She reached out and pulled her face aside, "turned her head over!"

Then she received a roll of eyes from Lu Shen: "Put down your hands and don't take advantage of my husband at all times. I've made her straight now. Do you understand whether a woman can teach or not?

Not only did Chi Xiaonian not let go, he also reached out to pull the face of Zhibuyao, "I think I can try to make a bend again."

Bu Yao was too lazy to raise his hands, and looked desperate: "I think I might be broken."

"If you break it, you have to stick it back to me." Lu Yan murmured, and also pulled a chair and sat down at the dining table. He knocked his fingers in front of Chi Xiaonian, smiling with a gossip on his face: "I heard that you flirted the light yesterday so hard that everyone gave him the heads?"

Chi Xiaonian snatched her bread and coughed twice with guilt: "That's...."

If throwing the twitch is a kind of teasing person.

"So, Guangguang blushed yesterday because of the rippling heart, not a fever?" Lu Yan asked again.

Chi Xiaonian nodded in a hunched manner: "That's...."

It may also be painful.

"Guangguang is indeed a slut." He tutted his mouth, looking suddenly enlightened: "No wonder I can't even touch it. It turns out that he likes short legs."
Chapter completed!