She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 890 You were fooled
While Song Lishu was in a daze, Huo Baiyuan suddenly put his arms around Song Lishu's waist, picked her up sideways, and walked out of the bathroom.

Song Lishu subconsciously grabbed the man's neck with his arms and looked at him in panic.

Huo Baiyuan hugged Song Lishu into the bathroom, laid him down on the bed, then covered him with his body, lowered his head, and quickly got close to Song Lishu's face.

Song Lishu quickly covered his mouth with his hands, stared at the man above with wide eyes, and asked stutteringly: "What...what are you doing?"

Huo Baiyuan blinked and said frankly: "Nianwei, I want to kiss you."

Song Lishu shook his head vigorously: "No."

Huo Baiyuan asked in confusion: "Why?"

Song Lishu was speechless for a moment.

why?
Because she is not the real Jiang Nianwei.

Huo Baiyuan curled his lips, put on that aggrieved look again, and stared at Song Lishu with a pair of expectant eyes: "Just one kiss, really just one kiss, okay?"

Under such gaze, Song Lishu's heart seemed to soften into a pool of water in an instant, with ripples appearing.

How to say no?

She couldn't refuse.

"Then... you can only kiss my face."

Huo Baiyuan nodded: "Take your hands away and cover your face."

Song Lishu believed it and put down her hand. Just as her hand left her lips, Huo Baiyuan suddenly lowered his head and pecked her on the lips.

Song Lishu was stunned, staring at Huo Baiyuan in disbelief, but saw a sly smile on the corner of the man's lips, and said with a grin: "You've been fooled."

Song Lishu's face suddenly turned red. Huo Baiyuan came close to Song Lishu, and asked, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, "Why is your face so red? Is it too hot?"

Song Lishu turned away, not looking at Huo Baiyuan, and said with a serious expression: "Master, don't do this next time."

Every time she had close contact with Huo Baiyuan, she felt that she had stolen it, using the identity of Jiang Nianwei, so she would feel guilty and afraid. Sometimes she even thought, it would be great if she was really Jiang Nianwei. Unfortunately, there is no such if.

At this moment, the man's large palm suddenly pinched Song Lishu's face, forcibly turned her head over, stared at her with confused and unhappy eyes, and asked: "Why do you call me Young Master?"

Looking directly into the man's deep eyes, Song Lishu felt his heart beating unusually fast. He blinked in panic and couldn't even speak clearly: "Then...what should I call it then?"

Huo Baiyuan looked at her seriously: "Of course, call me Yuan."

Ah...Yuan?

She didn't even dare to think about these two words in her heart, but now she was asked to shout them out?

No! She couldn't say it! What qualifications did she have to call Huo Baiyuan "A Yuan"?

Song Lishu shook his head.

Huo Baiyuan's lips sank instantly: "Why don't you want to?"

Song Lishu couldn't explain it, so he just skipped the topic and pushed Huo Baiyuan: "It's late, go to bed quickly."

But Huo Baiyuan refused to give in. He suddenly grabbed Song Lishu's wrist and looked at her angrily: "You don't want to call me A Yuan, so you still don't want me anymore, right?"

Song Lishu was really confused: "No, I don't want you, I just..."

"Then call me A Yuan." Huo Baiyuan suddenly lowered his head and leaned it on Song Lishu's shoulder, as if he was acting coquettishly, but more like begging, as if he would cry out in the next second.

(End of this chapter)