Professor Jiang's spoiled little ancestor is sweet

"why you?"

The room was dark with no lights on, and Tang Ranran could only vaguely see Yu Beicheng's handsome silhouette, as well as an exceptionally clear deep voice coming from beside his ears. There was no obvious emotion in the tone, but the voice was dumb and hoarse when he just woke up.

Hearing the sound, it seemed that he had really just woken up, and he had just been woken up by her knock on the door.

Guilt flashed in Tang Ranran's heart for a second, but he soon felt relieved. She was here to wake him up, so it didn't matter if she interrupted her or not.

"You think I want to come?" Tang Ranran replied unhappily.

With a soft "click", the wall lamp was turned on by Yu Beicheng, and the warm light of light yellow softly sprinkled down, shining on the man's tough facial features, as if coated with a layer of gold.

Yu Beicheng sat up slowly, picked up the water glass on the bedside table, raised his head and took a sip, his Adam's apple rolled, and the lines were very smooth and smooth.

Although the male god who had just woken up was angry about getting up, his appearance was still extremely resistant, Tang Ranran couldn't help swallowing.

This is not drinking water, it is obviously a fairy drinking dew.When I asked my brother what kind of water he drank, it was not cold water, but her long-awaited water.

Tang Ranran's mind has already begun to output crazy rainbow farts.

Yu Beicheng put down the water glass, lowered his eyes to look at the shirt and shorts that Tang Ranran put on as soon as he came back in the afternoon, and then moved to her clean and fresh face. His eyes were strange, and he said in a strange way: "Remove makeup?"

In Yu Beicheng's impression, when this woman went to meet the little Internet celebrity at noon, she put on exquisite makeup. How could she be extraordinarily "plain" when she had dinner with him?
The so-called "double standard"?Discrimination?

Tang Ranran stared at the heavy eyes of the tall man in front of her that seemed to swallow her up, and asked so tightly, she took a step back slightly, her tone pretending to be tough: "That's right, but this girl is born beautiful, even without makeup. Isn’t it embarrassing? Mr. Yu, please don’t tell me that there is a requirement to dress up for dinner with you.”

"Get out." Seeing that there was no movement under Tang Ranran's feet, Yu Beicheng said coldly, "I, want, change, clothes."

"All right, all right, dress up well, Teacher Yu, don't let me down." Tang Ranran showed a standard smirk, and really said outrageous words without fear of death.

"Tch, it's amazing just waking up, like a balloon."

Seeing that the woman was "lively" as usual, Yu Beicheng felt a little headache, so he raised his hand and pinched his temple.

Why in front of him, she was so jealous, like a little hedgehog, I'm afraid she was the only loyal fan.

Yu Beicheng changed out of his home clothes and put on a set of dark casual clothes. The casual dark blue pants made him look extravagant. He put one hand in his pocket and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, when the door was pushed open, the woman Tang Ranran was still standing outside.

She was leaning against the wall at this time, and Tang Ranran, who was looking down at the screen, suddenly raised her head with a slightly gentle demeanor.

Yu Beicheng closed the door and asked her, "Why didn't you go to the restaurant first?"

Tang Ranran put away the phone, immediately left the wall, and walked in front of Yu Beicheng, "I'm afraid you'll close the door and continue sleeping, so I'll squat you here."

Yu Beicheng laughed softly, "Hmph, I wouldn't lie to you."