Because Nangong Tou was very strong, Xiaoyu buried her face on his chest and could not move. She could only retort in a muffled voice, "I never dreamed about you..."
"Oh? Then why did you call my name in the dream?" The young master was calm and revealed the truth in a whisper.
Xiaoyu thought of the high-tech house and the various possibilities of being monitored, and said in a low voice, "Who called your name... Calling your name doesn't mean that it is what you dreamed about..."
"So Miss Yan, what did you dream about?"
Nangong Tou took her words, raised her cheek with one finger, and slowly slid his hand across her eyebrows, nose, and thin lips, "Dream that I touched you here, here, or...here?"
His fingertips slid across her skin, and the rough texture made her breath suffocate.
Flirting, absolutely flirting.
Master, absolute master.
Xiaoyu's heart was filled with thunder, and he felt that in just a few seconds, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and seemed to be melting under his fingers...
"Yan Xiaoyu."
The warm breath lingered on the texture, making people tremble slightly. His voice was extremely slow and gentle, but it had magic power that made people fall in love. "Tell me, do you like me?"
With such a low-pitched inducement and driven by such an environment, anyone will follow the guidance of his voice and be beguiled to speak out his words.
Xiaoyu opened his lips, his head was dim, and he softly and feebly replied, "I... like... I... like..."
You, were about to say it, she heard a low laugh and couldn't help but trembled. She raised her eyes and saw the man holding her with a charming smile on his face.
In shock, Miss Yan pushed him away. Her face was as red as a cooked crab!
What did she say just now? What nonsense was she talking about! If she had said it just now, wouldn't it mean that she had confessed and agreed to this guy? This monster! This scourge! It's so insidious! What kind of witchcraft was cast on her to make her change?
It's like this now...
"Miss Yan, I want to ask you a question." Master Tou was pushed away. He was not angry. He just leaned back in his chair and asked calmly, "In your understanding and Chinese habits, silence means
What?"
"silence……?"
He changed the topic so quickly that Yan Xiaoyu didn't react for a moment. According to the common saying, he just picked up the topic, "Silence means acquiescence..."
very good.
Master Tou smiled, "From now on, all the debts between you and Nangong will be cancelled."
Cancel?
Yu was depressed, and she didn't understand why he suddenly stopped talking about compensation for amputated limbs and hemiplegia and was so kind. She said that she couldn't keep up with the brilliant thinking of this non-human genius...
"The answer has been delayed for twenty-four hours by you in this way. Didn't Miss Yan already answer me just now?"
The young master was still smiling, and while giving a considerate explanation, he pinched her little face, pressed a kiss on her lips, and said, "Silly fish, if I agree here, there is no room for regret."
Yu was surprised and opened his mouth to think about something, but then he heard another words like thunder from the sky, "From now on, I will support you."
From now on, I will support you.
Boom—boom—boom—boom—boom—
Miss Yan was hit by lightning and turned into cinders!
Raise her... raise her? This person is a little too self-conscious, why does he have a hobby of raising fish?
But at this time, Miss Yan looked at Master Tou's handsome and graceless face under the sunset, and finally understood a truth -
Master Tou is not different from ordinary people, nor is his thinking too fast...
Instead, he has designed a trap a long time ago, a ditch, a ditch, waiting for you to dodge carefully, thinking that he has finally reached the light, but unexpectedly, he has already leisurely opened the net at the end, with a profound smile on his face.
, just waiting for some stupid fish to fall into the trap in confusion!
◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆
"Cat! You said the sound when the locator is turned on automatically is a roaring sound, or..."
Mrs. White Cat from the Information Department of the Killer Alliance, who came to City D to help people, asked her smart husband Gray Cat with some uncertainty, "Or are there some inappropriate sounds for children?"
Mr. Gray Cat looked towards the tall Qingyang Mountain and sighed, "The stone has grown up..."
The white cat paused and looked at the time of loss of contact displayed on the locator which was one hour, five minutes and forty seconds. He also sighed, "We, Stone, are smart and dedicated. The girl in the car might be in trouble in the future."
You can also give birth to a genius, hey... the genes of the Nangong family are just good..."
The gray cat who was driving froze his hands, and his face turned obviously dark.
Mrs. White Cat was still whispering to herself, "Sheep is so happy. She has a good husband and a good son. Even her little daughter Qingtian is an extraordinary genius..."
The gray cat didn't answer, with an extremely dull expression. He just glanced up and down at the white cat who was talking to himself, and then decided to go back to the hotel immediately to implement some grand plans.
Seven times a night?
No, it's obviously not enough. He is still in good health. This woman, who always envies the Nangong family's genes, must be taught the lesson if she can't get out of bed...
Mrs. White Cat, on the other hand, is still planning: what time will she go shopping, what time will she meet the boss, what time will she collect information, what time will she have dinner, what time will she go to the spa, what time will she talk on the phone with Miss Song about family matters, and study together?
Why is it that Mao himself is so good at giving birth to a litter in thirteen years...
"Cat, I seem to be sick again."
The gray cat suddenly spoke. When he spoke, he covered his abdomen, his face was sweating, and his face was pale. "The medicine... is in the suitcase. Can we find a place to rest first?"
The white cat knew nothing about medical science, but she knew that her husband had chronic gastroenteritis. When she saw the gray cat looking so bad, she couldn't help being frightened. She searched on the navigation system and said in a panic: "Ah, there is a five-star restaurant less than 50 meters away from the corner.
A hotel, husband, please be patient and don't move around. I'll go down to get the medicine first. After taking the medicine, we'll go there quickly and get a room for you to rest for a while."
After the gray cat responded weakly, he saw the white cat jump out of the car and hurriedly ran to the trunk to get medicine.
A smile appeared on the corner of the male cat's mouth, a bit doting, a bit gentle - why did he never feel that he could not get enough of this female cat, nor could he love her enough?
(There is still one more gold medal left to add ^_^)