"Oh, it's time to go to bed in the middle of the night!" Yaoyao rubbed her slightly confused eyes, stood up, and walked towards Leng Haofeng's bed, completely selective in her obedience.
Yes, I didn’t hear it...
When Leng Haofeng understood what Yaoyao's actions meant, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Yaoyao, who was about to lie down.
"Isn't it time to go to sleep?" Yaoyao yawned and innocently blinked her slightly watery starry eyes at Leng Haofeng. Her expression was as innocent as she could be!
"Go back to your own room!" Leng Haofeng said coldly,
"I forgot to tell you, Uncle Leng gave me the right to dispose of this room! So, probably this room will be mine from now on!" Yaoyao ignored Leng Haofeng and lay down on his bed generously.
"When did you get the right to dispose of this room?" Leng Haofeng gritted his teeth. Don't stop him. He must kill the father and mother who helped the evildoers! Is he their biological son? How could he treat him like this?
he?
This is not the first time that she has doted on Nangong Yaoyao and ignored him. Of course, occupying his bedroom will not be the last thing. Leng Haofeng has a hunch that this is just the beginning... And Nangong Yaoyao
The small universe seems to be slowly beginning to explode!
"What happened today!" Yaoyao just finished speaking,
"Be careful, be gentle..." Jiji whirred, then pushed the door open and came in, completely ignoring Leng Haofeng who clenched his fists in front of the table and exuded coldness all over.
"Mr. Leng, please give way..."
Leng Haofeng stared dumbfounded at the shouts and shouts behind Jiji, as well as the guards who were resisting one thing after another and entering his room. It took him a long time to find his own voice and said, "Nangong Yaoyao, what are you doing?"
"I didn't do anything!" Yaoyao answered innocently,
"What are they doing?"
Yaoyao lazily turned over and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Haofeng, can't you see that they are moving?"
"Moving? Whose?" Leng Haofeng almost bit his tongue in excitement,
"Needless to say? Of course it belongs to our young lady!"