Chapter 234: Pure Color: Who Doesn't Need to Grow Up
I blushed with embarrassment and didn’t know if I should turn it off. I didn’t dare to look at Yan Yeyi.
Yan Yeyi didn't seem to turn it off, let alone make any sound.
The air suddenly became awkward. In addition to the heroine's coquettishness and the male protagonist's groan on the screen, it seemed that I and Yan Yeyi's violent heartbeats could be heard.
Huh? It seems pretty good. No wonder so many people like to watch it.
Suddenly, I was staring at the screen seriously without blinking.
"Be good, don't look." During the exciting part, Yan Yeyi suddenly stood in front of me, blocking all my sight.
The buttons of his shirt are still open, revealing his strong but not fat chest muscles, which are moderately cut by clear lines.
There are a few scars on his ivory white skin, but they don't affect his charm at all, making him even more sexy, and his beautiful collarbones...
It all makes my blood rush
"Yan Yeyi, please don't seduce me, okay?"
Looking at his delicate and handsome face and sexy lips, I swallowed mechanically, and a certain nerve actually made me want to hug him.
"Haha..." Yan Ye turned off the TV as soon as she got out of bed, replaced it with leisurely singing, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at me quietly.
"Who doesn't need to grow up?" I vomited and unknowingly buttoned up the open shirt for him.
"Then why don't we grow up?" Yan Ye took advantage of the situation and pressed me firmly under him. He looked at me tenderly, which made me attracted.
Why did this person change his face so quickly? He looked innocent and shy just now, but now he's back to his normal self!
"Who wants to grow up with you? You have grown up hundreds of times by being surrounded by those women every day!" Why did I feel a sour feeling when I heard what I said?
"Idiot, are you jealous?" Yan Ye turned over and looked at me with a wicked smile.
"Who... who is jealous! I'm afraid you will bring dirty things to my bed." I puffed up my chest grandly and looked at Yan Yeyi as a matter of course.
"I am your man, and every inch of my skin is reserved for you, idiot." Yan Ye came closer to me, pulled the quilt higher against me, and placed his big hands on my face, stroking my face gently.