I feel a little flattered to receive such courtesy in this fleeting year.
In the past, Yi Fan was like a master, treating her as a maid. It was rare for him to enjoy Yi Zheng's service. How could Liu Nian refuse. So, holding a coffee cup, he watched Yi Zheng busy up and down.
Yi Zheng, who was wearing a small bath towel and pushing a dining cart, always felt out of place no matter what he did.
However, this little guy has a really evil face and a very attractive body.
Liunian is willing to bet that a man like Yi Zheng can definitely win a favor in school. Even now, if Yi Zheng were to be a duck, he would definitely be popular.
He is not like the famous star Mo Liangbo, who has a fairy-like spirit that makes women live, die, go crazy and suffocate for him.
Yi Zheng's aura is more like that of a nobleman cultivated by a noble family. Every move he makes exudes a sense of romance and aloofness.
Even if one day Yi Zheng says that he is a painter, it will not feel out of place in the fleeting time.
Yi Zheng itself is a work of art, a peerless painting, and a piece of beautiful porcelain that will shock anyone. But if you want to possess it, you are separated by a thick layer of glass in the museum.
You can see it, but you can't touch it.
So close, so far.
So it's getting more and more crazy.
Such a man should not belong to this era, but since he is here, he has a fascinating capital.
"What's wrong?"
Yi Zheng asked with concern. At this time, Xu Liunian was dull and quiet, and his eyes were distant and misty, making it impossible to catch him.
"No...it's okay..."
The fleeting time came back from her fugue and waved her hands repeatedly, but she forgot that Yi Zheng was elegantly attached to her side at this time. She raised her hand and slid across Yi Zheng Chiguo's body. What a coincidence. Unfortunately, the nail happened to scrape the small bump on Yi Zheng's chest.
Yi Zheng's body trembled subconsciously.
It’s so embarrassing! What kind of character is this? She actually touched it! She thinks she can definitely buy lottery tickets tomorrow.
Moreover, the touch seems to be pretty good, very...sensitive!
The more Xu Liunian thought about it, the more lustful he became, and he couldn't stop covering his face.
What's wrong with her? What's wrong with her?
Do women need certain aspects of nourishment when they reach a certain age?
If that's the case, then the target can never be President Yi!
Yi Zheng, on the other hand, felt like he was being teased, but looking at the faint blush that suddenly jumped up on his ears, he suddenly smiled, and it was so elegant and aristocratic, but his tone was very devilish: "Miss Xu ,You deliberately!"
If it were in the past, Xu Liunian would definitely retort plausibly. If you want to blame, it's you who stood there with no clothes on!
But at this time, Xu Liunian had already fallen into a very ambiguous situation. Her heartbeat was racing, her face was burning, and the image of Yi Zheng without even an inch was flashing in her mind...
Stop it!
What is this?
Her mind was already in a mess: "What's the purpose?"
"Touch me on purpose!" Yi Zheng said ambiguous words, but his tone was particularly calm and calm. He was a master of flirting, so he lowered his voice. No matter how you heard it, it sounded bewitching.
I was told by someone in my fleeting years that I wanted to hit the wall.