As soon as Xiang Shuyi entered the door, the little tail behind him squeezed in.
He raised the corners of his mouth without showing any signs of it on his face, and said calmly: "My little brother is gone, why don't you chase him?"
Suman put his hands behind his back and snorted, "If you have a girlfriend, why should you chase her?"
"If you have a girlfriend, you can't chase her. But if you have a boyfriend, you can just chat with anyone?" Xiang Shuyi pulled out the chair and leaned in lazily.
Suman pouted and said, "My boyfriend hasn't called me for several days, and he looks like he's dead. So, as a widow, I can't find a way to remarry?"
Xiang Shuyi: "..."
He was so angry that he wanted to laugh, and nodded, "Okay, you can change it."
Suman glanced at him sideways, "Are you sure you don't want to coax him?"
"The young lady has been among the flowers, and I have never seen any tricks. I am an old man and I guess I can't coax her." The man stood up and prepared to make himself a cup of coffee.
Suman bit his mouth and looked at his back.
The white coat is unbuttoned and loose, but it outlines the man's shoulder-shaped waistline, with wide shoulders and narrow waist.
A man in his thirties is full of mature charm.
Especially when I lower my head to drink coffee, my brows are slightly furrowed, my Adam's apple is rolling up and down, I feel tired and fragile, but I feel particularly nervous.
Suman quietly walked forward and hugged the man's waist from behind, "Uncle Xiang~"
Xiang Shuyi smiled and put down the tea cup to see what she was going to do.
The little girl hugged him, her hands were as soft as boneless, but she boldly put her fingers into the gaps between the buttons of his shirt, and scratched her nails slightly.
Xiang Shuyi grabbed her hand, and with a little force, he brought her to him and pressed her down in front of the table where the coffee machine was placed.
He breathed a sigh of relief, put one hand behind her, leaned forward slightly, and gritted his teeth and said: "If you like me, you are Uncle Xiang. If you don't, you are the old bastard, old man, Xiang Shuyi, right?"
"No."
The girl showed an innocent face and her eyes were full of cunning, "I've always liked you."
Xiang Shuyi met her eyes, which seemed innocent at first, but when he peeked deeper, he could see the obvious charm.
He narrowed his eyes, suddenly took action, turned the girl over, reached over, pinched the girl's chin, turned her head, and kissed her fiercely.
Suman liked his energetic feeling the most. His heart felt so strong that he took advantage of the gap in his breathing to gasp and talk, "Why, um... are you scaring people?"
Xiang Shuyi sucked hard on her lips, kissed her neck down, and said with a sullen smile: "Little goblin, I think you are getting what you want, and you want to play something special with me."
Suman tried to struggle and defended in an aggrieved tone, "Xiang Shuyi, you have no conscience! Who said I came to you just for this little trouble!"
She had always been coquettish and coquettish, and Xiang Shuyi was used to it. When he suddenly heard that she was a little aggrieved, he naturally had to stop to avoid misunderstanding.
Their eyes met, and the little girl's lips were a little swollen.
He wiped it with his fingertips, kissed the corner of her mouth, and reduced his pressure on her, "Why did you come to me?"
Suman hummed, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Bastard, why stop!
Xiang Shuyi chuckled and put his arm around her waist, "What are you doing here?"
Suman used his fingers to spread out his broken hair and pouted: "Looking for you to eat!"
"Just eating?"
The girl curled her lips and said harshly: "Nonsense! Look it up in the dictionary. Is there any other meaning to eating?"
Xiang Shuyi raised his eyebrows, "It's not in the dictionary, but from your mouth, it's not necessarily true."