I swallowed my saliva, I didn't expect this pervert to have such a good figure.
Hey, wake up! You have a mission!
"Hey, sign!"
Shangguan Tang patted one of the pieces of paper next to Bei Xijue.
His wiping movement paused, and he raised his head. She couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and lamented the injustice of God again. Such a shameless man should have the appearance of a toad, but he turned into a frog.
It was made and turned into the shape of a prince.
The thin piece of paper was picked up by his well-jointed fingers and browsed casually.
"You are not allowed to enter the other person's bedroom casually."
"Don't touch each other."
"Don't interfere with the other party's freedom."
…
She curled her thin lips, then took the pen in her hand and signed her name.
Shangguan Tang was stunned. He didn't expect him to be so cheerful. He looked at it suspiciously for a long time.
"And this one. Make it in duplicate. Keep one copy for each of you."
Bei Xijue spread his hands and signed his name with the same enthusiasm, but his eyes passed over her flat chest as if there was no trace.
"I told you I would grow up!"
Not knowing where the anger came from, Shangguan Tang blurted out that being laughed at as "Wangzi's little steamed bun" was a shame for a woman, even though she was only eighteen years old.
"Really? I'm looking forward to it."
Shangguan Tang stamped his feet, glared at him fiercely, turned around and left.
Back in the bedroom, Shangguan Tang sat cross-legged, thinking that Bei Xijue must not take advantage of him in the slightest this month. When he thought that he had only met twice and was kissed four times, he felt angry.
I didn’t touch one spot. I raised my hand and touched my lips, which were red and swollen from biting each other at the dinner party not long ago.
Wow - her blood boiled up! She actually took the initiative to kiss him. Oh my god, she must have gone crazy!
Shangguantang lay straight on the bed, covering his little head with a pink pillow, forcing himself not to think about him.
"Master."
"Um."
Bei Xijue was sitting at the desk, holding a stack of information in his hand. After a while, he threw away the stack of information, folded his hands behind his head and leaned on the swivel chair.
"Help me check on an eighteen-year-old girl named Shangguan Tang, especially her relationship with the Shangguan family."
He remembered that the little girl accidentally said his name.
After a pause, Bei Xijue glanced at the pile of information, and his eyes flashed.
"On the Maldives side, continue to send people to keep an eye on it."
"Yes, Master."
Gong Yuzhu? I haven’t seen you for nineteen years. What conspiracy do you have this time?
The wind receded and the door was gently closed.
I don't know how much time passed, but Bei Xijue was lying in bed, about to fall asleep, when there was a sudden sound at the door.
In the dark night, the sharp eyes suddenly opened, but the body did not move.
The door was opened from the outside, there were a few slight footsteps, and then the door was closed again.
Bei Xijue was a little confused. The person who came had no murderous intent at all. When he was about to turn around and take a closer look, the man had already come to the window and lifted the quilt.
"who?!"
He quickly stretched out his hand to clamp the other person's neck, feeling that it was so thin that it didn't look like a man's neck.
"Mother, I want to sleep with you."
Bei Xijue was stunned, is it her?
His hands couldn't help but let go, but Shangguan Tang got into the bed as if he didn't notice, leaned forward, and hugged him.
The body stiffened suddenly. What kind of trick does this little woman want to play?