Black-bellied husband is addicted to love: eat a sweet wife

Knowing that this is evil Yan Yan playing tricks on people, Ke Xu still looked at the direction where he disappeared with sympathy.Use the reader to read tens of millions of novels, completely without ads!

To sleep with the mysterious Young Master Yan?

Xu Yiran was stunned for a moment, psychological torture is the most testing. Compared with this kind of punishment, the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty were all overshadowed, and he hid in a corner and cried in low self-esteem.

I wonder if the Yan family has first aid equipment...

She was patronizing and sympathizing with Yan Yaolian, and when she came back to her senses, she already had a t-shirt and basketball shorts in her arms. [

This color is very familiar, Xu Yiran was stunned for a moment, and almost blurted out, "Our high school basketball team uniform is this color." Coincidentally, this kind of blue is not common.

Yan Shaoheng didn't say anything, and calmly snatched the T-shirt and shorts that she wanted to wear as pajamas, threw them back into the closet, and then pulled out a shirt and handed it to her.

Going to bed at night, of course, wearing a shirt is not as comfortable as a T-shirt.

Besides, although the basketball shorts did not fit her size, there was a tie at the waist. As long as they were pulled tighter, there was no need to worry about them being worn out. They were just right for pajamas.

"I want those two just now."

"No."

"why?"

"I'm stingy." Yan Shaoheng replied confidently.

"..." Well, you can't argue with people who hurt your head. It is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation to love the weak.

... At worst, she would steal those two clothes when Yan Shaoheng went to take a shower.

But when Xu Yiran came out wearing his shirt awkwardly, and after he had finally entered the bathroom, she couldn't find those two clothes.

Yan Shaoheng wasn't there, so she was embarrassed to rummage through his closet, but he just threw it away casually, and now she opened the closet door, but she couldn't see the two pieces of clothes.

"...Why are those two clothes missing?" After Yan Shaoheng came out of the shower, Xu Yiran couldn't help asking him.

"Locked in a safe."

"...why lock your clothes in the safe?"

Yan Shaoheng gave her an unpredictable look, "I'm afraid you will find me."

"..." Xu Yiran was defeated, and tearfully lamented that he and Yan Shaoheng, who was in the state of a child, had a bit of a bad communication.

This is the generation gap ah generation gap.

The pajamas problem couldn't be solved, so Xu Yiran had no choice but to bear it. Fortunately, Yan Shaoheng was tall, and his shirt almost covered her knees when she was wearing it. [

As for the bed, don't worry, there is a recliner in Yan Shaoheng's room that can be adjusted in angle, which he uses for reading, and when it is completely flat, it can be used as a bed.

Xu Yiran hugged the quilt and laid it down, and waved at him calmly, "Good night."

Yan Shaoheng glanced at Xu Yiran, who was wrapped in his shirt, showing two beautiful legs, still had an unpredictable look on his face, and he didn't take back the little woman who wanted to sleep in the same bed with him on her own initiative.

In fact, Xu Yiran couldn't sleep at all, and she finally opened her eyes boldly when Yan Shaoheng turned off the light, and wanted to sigh helplessly.

Lying on the deck chair he used to lie on, covered with the quilt he covered, even she was wearing the shirt he wore...

This feeling has a different kind of intimacy.

... What the hell is she thinking!

Xu Yiran scolded herself secretly, feeling a little uneasy that moving back this time, although she was a little confused because she had to face Yan Shaoheng who was acting more and more weirdly, it was also because he always played cards out of common sense. Her behavior made her seem... more and more used to living with Yan Shaoheng.