After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yin stood at the door, feeling a little scared.

Afraid that she wouldn't be able to control herself.

This man is really full of life.

In fact, a woman's thoughts after seeing a handsome man are not so simple.

The only difference is that if she knew that a handsome guy had any flaws in his character, she would immediately feel that he was no longer handsome.

Men, on the other hand, are mostly visual creatures.

But the person in front of me is Cheng Yanqiu!
A man she likes.

Feng Yin took a deep breath, walked sideways past Cheng Yanqiu, and said somewhat uncomfortably: "I'm not hungry. I've eaten. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

"You should know your body can't stay up so late."

Cheng Yanqiu was at the door with his head lowered and a smile on his face as he saw Feng Yin's actions.

He closed the door, walked towards Feng Yin and said, "I can't sleep when I think of you coming back."

Feng Yin, who was about to sit down, felt a fire burning in his heart.

She looked at Cheng Yanqiu, with helplessness in her doting eyes.

"You—don't you want to hide it?"

Cheng Yanqiu sat next to Feng Yin and naturally held her hand.

"I can't hide it in front of you."

Cheng Yanqiu put an arm around Feng Yin's shoulder and held her in his arms.

Feng Yin lay down on Cheng Yanqiu's legs, kicked off his shoes, and prepared to take his legs up.

"Why is your sofa so small?"

"Presidential Suite—Cheng Yanqiu, what did you do?"

Cheng Yanqiu turned sideways, trying to make Feng Yin feel more comfortable.

"Just changed the sofa."

Changed the sofa?
Feng Yin looked at the other sofas and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Did you change the carpet too?"

"Ah."

Cheng Yanqiu let out a dull sigh.

Feng Yin did not accuse or make fun of Cheng Yanqiu's petty thoughts, but she looked up at Cheng Yanqiu.

"You should know that your body doesn't allow it right now, right?" "Yeah."

It was muffled than the previous one.

Feng Yin was amused.

After the two sat quietly for a while, Feng Yin stood up, took away the clothes Cheng Yanqiu had prepared for her, and prepared to wash up.

Cheng Yanqiu was sitting on the sofa, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, and it was difficult to calm down.

In the bathroom, Feng Yin smelled the floral fragrance on her clothes. She smiled knowingly, happy at Cheng Yanqiu's thoughtfulness.

Feng Yin didn't wash for a long time. After changing into a decent cotton pajamas with top and bottom pants, the bathroom door opened.

"Let's go to bed early."

"us?"

Although Cheng Yanqiu made many small moves, he still felt uneasy.

Feng Yin nodded and said very naturally: "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

Cheng Yanqiu was amused, and his uneasiness was relieved by Feng Yin.

The two of them walked into the bedroom together. The two-meter-four large bed was covered with silver sheets.

"sleep early."

Feng Yin naturally sat on one side of the bed, and Cheng Yanqiu said nervously: "There is only one quilt."

"I know."

The corners of Cheng Yanqiu's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he came over slowly.

Feng Yin had already laid down on her side, looking at Cheng Yanqiu who was moving very slowly.

"Okay, stop pretending to be reserved."

Cheng Yanqiu's shoulders shook slightly when he was halfway there. He looked up at Feng Yin and said with an uncontrollable smile: "Here we go!"

Cheng Yanqiu, who was about to come, took a rare trot and jumped hard towards his own half-empty bed.

"bump!"

"ah---"

"I go!"

Feng Yin watched helplessly as Cheng Yanqiu took off with small steps. The black silk pajamas curved in the air and landed on the white silk sheets.

With a crash, Cheng Yanqiu fell to the ground smoothly.