Chapter 86: Happy time: I want to live in your house
"Who dares!" Yan Yeyi said, taking out his mobile phone
"Blow up the Phantom Game City" and a few more chilling words, then he picked me up in the air and carried me out in front of everyone.
‘Thumping, thumping—’ I unconsciously clasped Yan Yeyi’s white and tender neck with both hands, looking at his pointed chin, sexy thin lips, high bridge of nose, and delicate contours
The blood begins to boil, and the heartbeat is like a racing sports car, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating again!
"Yan Yeyi, I'm sorry, I made you worry again." Although he was very reluctant, it still made him go crazy.
"Don't say anything sincere. It's very late. Let's go to your house." As soon as Yan Ye started the car, a gust of cold wind blew through me and I couldn't help but shiver.
"How can I not be sincere?" I lowered my head and stuck out my tongue guiltily.
"Such a fat pig is afraid of the cold." Yan Yeyi suddenly stopped the car again, took off his beige coat and threw it to me. He was only wearing a simple short-sleeved shirt.
"Yan Yeyi, no need." The night wind blew coldly into the convertible car, but Yan Yeyi turned the steering wheel indifferently
"Idiot, I'm a man." Yan Yeyi's undeniable tone made my heart feel slightly warm.
"Idiot, men are not human beings!" I put my coat back on him, but he always took it off uncooperatively.
"A dead wild duck will look ugly if its feathers are plucked." I picked up his ears and yelled rudely.
"Stop it, you want to have sex with me!" The red sports car suddenly ran rampant on the road, God! I didn't mean it! Forgive me for my ignorance!
"Dear hubby, be good! My wife doesn't want you to get cold!" This coaxing trick really worked. The coat was safe and didn't fall off again until it was outside my alley.
"Yan Yeyi, you don't have to send me off." Wuwu... They have already been delivered to the door of the house, and they have to go in. Suddenly, I have a bad feeling.
"Who gave it to you? I want to live in your house!" Yan Ye held his hands in front of his chest and leaned lazily on the threshold.
Sure enough, live in my house? Suddenly I thought of the last time he occupied my little bed, no! That would make me too miserable.
"Yan Yeyi, you should go home or to the dormitory! I don't have a guest room at home." It's such a cold day, and I don't want to repeat the tragedy of "sleeping on the bed" again.