Madam Dihao is not good

Sikong Zeye leaned against the bathroom door with his arms folded.

He also had a wound on his head, why didn't he see her so concerned when he accidentally swam in the water?

Bai Yunshang avoided the wound and carefully wiped Mo Liuyuan's face. Thinking of something, she took out a lip balm from her bag.

His wrist was grabbed violently.

Bai Yunshang frowned, and heard Sikong Zeye ask in a sinister voice: "Have you used it?" [

"Ah."

He took her lip gloss, stroked it twice fiercely on his lips, and then handed it back.

"........."

Bai Yunshang was angry and funny, and said in a low voice, "You are childish."

Sikong Zeye hooked his lips rascally: "I'm just naive, see what you can do!"

Bai Yunshang didn't think too much at first, but now Sikong Zeye kind of reminded her, and she took a tissue: "Just wipe it off."

Sikong Zeye's gaze was cold.She doesn't wipe what she has painted, but she will wipe what he painted.

Seeing him staring at her, Bai Yunshang couldn't help laughing...

She also knew that it was inappropriate to laugh at this time, and what did she mean by flirting with Sikong Zeye in front of Mo Liuyuan?

Immediately coughed heavily again, and said sternly, "Get out."

Sikong Zeye stood still, Wei Li, whose tall figure was like a hill.

Bai Yunshang used lip balm to apply Mo Liuyuan's cracked lips. He was obviously upset, and as soon as the lipstick touched him, his body twisted back.

Bai Yunshang: "Your lips are cracked, you should apply some moisturizing things, Ruyuan, can you not move?"

Her voice was softer than ever before, with soft coaxing.

Sikong Zeye recalled that every time she spoke to Mo Liuyuan, she probably said "How about it?" "Is it okay?"