Under the supervision of the two heads of the Leng family, plus the Nangong head, the master... and several door gods, Leng Haofeng is now like a bird in a cage, unable to fly even with its wings...
"Why?" Leng Haofeng's handsome face was gloomy, and he grabbed Yaoyao's arm harder.
Yaoyao raised her eyebrows, glanced at the arm held by Leng Haofeng, and said softly: "Brother Haofeng, I need to remind you that men and women cannot communicate with each other! The place you grabbed is very dangerous!"
If you regret it, don’t blame me..."
Leng Haofeng said expressionlessly: "I will not marry you. If you push me too hard, I will not recognize my relatives, so I will run away!"
"Hiss!" With a sound, Yaoyao's sleeves were pulled open, and a white lotus-like arm was exposed in the shining candlelight.
Leng Haofeng was stunned, and casually helped Yaoyao lift up her sleeves. His eyes awkwardly turned to the other side, staring at Yaoyao's shoulders.
Yaoyao looked at her calmly as Leng Haofeng pulled up her sleeves, causing her shoulders to be slightly exposed. She couldn't help but sigh.
Leng Haofeng had a cold face and expressionlessly helped Yaoyao lift up the clothes that had fallen off her shoulders.
"Brother Haofeng, can you show me your kindness?" Yaoyao said with a bright smile. It's not a big deal for him to hold Yaoyao's clothes on both sides!
Leng Haofeng let go of his hand with a calm expression, and Yaoyao's gorgeous clothes slipped down in front of his eyes and jumped directly into his eyes. What stimulated his eyes was Yaoyao's white neck, sexy collarbone, and crystal-clear body.
skin……
At this moment, Leng Haofeng couldn't help but get angry: "Nangong Yaoyao! Did you do this on purpose? It's really immoral!"
"Yes?" Yaoyao answered casually without changing her expression. Isn't it just to show off her shoulders? I remember back then, every summer, when I wore suspenders and tube tops and walked around the streets, no one ever scolded me for being immoral! How pedantic!
Pedantic!
"Look, what kind of clothes are you wearing? How decent are you!" Leng Haofeng pointed at Yaoyao's damaged sleeves,
"If I remember correctly, it was Brother Haofeng who tore my clothes? How can you blame me?" Yaoyao asked innocently,
Leng Haofeng's face was sullen, and he didn't even bother to answer the words.