Lang Lang hurriedly covered his mouth, raised his head and looked around. After discovering that there was no surveillance, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell silent in despair——
This is not a question of whether she is afraid or not. This is because Nangong Tou allows her to stay because of Sa Sa's face. And she believes that if she makes any mistakes, she will be ripped off by his young master Tou.
Eight yuan, no doubt about that, no doubt at all!
"Woo..."
Xiao Langlang was sad, squatting on the ground, holding his chest and whimpering, "Uncle An, I'm so pitiful. There are so many women in the world, why does Nangong Tou want to grab the same fish as me?"
Isn’t it too awkward for you, an eighteen-year-old girl, to say this?
But after all, this is the child that An Yan has watched since she was seven years old. Seeing her sad, he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. He knelt down and patted her shoulder to comfort her: "Princess Langlang, actually you think, this pair of Miss Yan may not be
Bad thing, after all, the young master has never treated anyone so considerately and considerately except for his own family. At least Miss Yan who is with the young master will be happy, right... Besides, Princess Langlang, there are so many men in the world, but...
There is someone who has been treating you well. Why would you want to compete with the young master for a woman? Why don't you..."
"Uncle An!" Lang Lang's dignity was provoked and he turned around and shouted angrily, "I am a lesbian! Lala only loves women! I only love women!"
Snap——!
The sound of plates falling to the floor, the sound of plates breaking.
The two of them looked up and saw Xiao Xiaoyu staring at a pair of innocent eyes, looking at Xia Langlang in disbelief, "You... you..."
It turns out that lesbian means lesbian!
Love women? What does Mao mean? Xia Langlang’s sexual orientation is women?
Damn it, how much advantage has she been taken advantage of by Xia Langlang in the past two days!
Xiaoyu stared at Xia Langlang with a horrified look on his face, retreated, retreated again, and continued to retreat. When he retreated to a certain distance, he immediately covered his face, ran back to the house with shame and anger, slammed the door with a bang, and disappeared.
"Little..." Xia Langlang didn't say a word. After hearing the decisive slamming of the door, he became desperate and petrified.
"Condolences."
Uncle An patted her shoulder, said some comforting words, and walked away silently.
At this time, Miss Xia Langlang felt that the cold wind had once again picked up the fallen leaves and blew them in front of her. Her world was suddenly... completely black!
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Xiaoyu lay on the bed, feeling so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. Why is there no normal person in this Nangong family? Even the friend he finally selected is a female gay. How embarrassing! How embarrassing!
While he was feeling passionate and angry, the computer beside the bed suddenly beeped, and the scene in the study room on the second floor was displayed on the screen.
Yan Xiaoyu raised his head and saw Young Master Tou sitting in front of the computer in the study. He had finished bathing and put on pajamas. He was holding a document and sketching. He was very restful.
"Are you coming up, or should I go down?" Master Tou asked calmly without raising his head, staring at the information.
Miss Yan remembered that she was still angry about the curry rice, so she puffed her lips and shouted back: "If I don't go up, you won't come down either!"
The young master pointed slenderly, raised his head, raised his pretty eyebrows, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Say it again?"
Introducing a soul who is good at threatening people with his expression and tone!
"I have nothing to do when I go up, and you have nothing to do when you come down!" Although Miss Yan softened her tone slightly, her words were still firm.
The young master smiled after hearing this, and the corner of his mouth curved in a charming way, "The night is long, we can have a lot of things to do, and there are a lot of things to do, right?"
Ah——! Even this can be made obscene by him. Master, what are you pretending to be in your head?
Although Yu was very angry in her heart, she still felt for the man on the screen who looked dignified but was extremely shameless on the inside. Her pretty face turned red. She was silent for a moment and said: "If there is anything, let's talk about it tomorrow. Today is here."
After walking around the city for a day, I am very tired and want to rest."
After thinking about it again, he decided to make it clear. He bit his lip and continued, "And what I said before dinner just now. I think I had a little impulse at that time, so I'd better accept it..."
Click!
She had just finished speaking when she saw Master Tou stand up with the document in his hand. When she blinked and looked for the handsome figure on the screen, the door of the dressing room next to her suddenly opened and she walked in.
A tall figure brought a familiar fragrance into the room.
It is our Toru who is wearing pajamas and looking sexy and lazy.
The fish was embarrassed, stared at him and shouted: "How did you get in?"
"As you can see," the young master said calmly, "he walked in."
"How many doors do I have here that lead to your study and bedroom?" Xiaoyu really found out that the guest room he lived in was a high-risk room. He sat up and said angrily, "And this computer, you can use it without saying hello."
Turn on the phone, pick it up without saying hello, you, come down without saying hello, you can't consider my feelings, what if I'm changing clothes, what if I'm in a hurry, what if I don't want to
Answer the phone, in case I don't want to see you at all..."
"Is the phone ringing?" Master Tou sat down directly on the bed and leaned against the pillow to ask, still staring at the document.
"Uh, ring, ring."
"Did the computer flash a reminder just now?"
"Also... it flashed."
"Did I ask for your opinion just now about who should go up and who should go down?"
"……have……"
The young master raised his eyebrows and took off his black-framed eyes. The sea of ink flowed in his eyes, and the clear hair shone slightly, "Miss Yan, you don't want to see me?"
"Me! I..." Promise! Courage! Ambition! Dignity! Resistance... Countless numbers flashed through my mind. Miss Yan finally lost her temper and shouted in a low voice, "At least I don't want to see you tonight..."
Snap!
A small stack of information fell in front of her. In addition to many complicated information files, there were also key points and tips outlined in the young master's firm and smooth handwriting...