Leng Haofeng looked coldly and lowered his head. His pants were indeed falling down, so he hurriedly pushed Yaoyao away and lifted up his pants.
Yaoyao bumped against the bookcase behind her. The bookcase was heading straight towards Leng Haofeng. Yaoyao fell down... Leng Haofeng didn't even bother to pick up his pants, and hurriedly dodged while holding his head.
Yaoyao pulled Leng Haofeng aside, and the two of them leaned against the wall... The cabinet full of heavy books crashed down with a bang, Yaoyao secretly shouted that it was dangerous! If you don't hide quickly, you will be hit by these
If a book is smashed to death, that would be called an injustice!
Leng Haofeng obviously didn't have the energy to do anything, so he leaned against Yaoyao to catch his breath.
When Jiji opened the door, she saw such an ambiguous scene: Leng Haofeng's upper body was naked and lean, and his lower body was half-undressed. He pressed Yaoyao against the wall, his chest rising and falling...
"I'm sorry to disturb you, please continue!"
After Jiji finished speaking, he immediately pulled up to the door and heard a clicking sound.
Leng Haofeng pushed Yaoyao away, blushed in embarrassment, pulled up his pants, and hurriedly ran a few steps away, with his hands folded around his chest, as if he was afraid that Yaoyao would eat him.
"Brother Haofeng, Jiji has locked the door! Why are you running?" Yaoyao grinned brightly and deliberately pretended to be cool,
"Nangong Yaoyao, don't let me beat you!" Leng Haofeng said with a cold face.
"How do you want to beat me? Do you have the strength?" Yaoyao would move towards Leng Haofeng even more unscrupulously,
"Nangong Yaoyao!" The disgust in Leng Haofeng's eyes became more obvious, and he pushed Yaoyao away without mercy.
Yaoyao Leng was not prepared for Leng Haofeng's explosive force. He was pushed so hard that he fell to the ground. By chance, his head hit the corner of the chair.
Her head suddenly felt dizzy, and Yaoyao gritted her teeth in pain and covered her mouth. It was wet. When Yaoyao took her hand off, she saw that it was still bleeding...
"Call me Yaoyao! I don't want to say it a third time! Also, don't tell me whether I dare or not. There is nothing that I, Nangong Yaoyao, dare not do!" Yaoyao put away her playful expression and faced her seriously.
Leng Haofeng said,
Looking at Nangong Yaoyao covering her forehead with her hands and the blood constantly flowing from between them, Leng Haofeng turned his head indifferently and turned a blind eye: "Why are you asking for trouble?"