"If you don't open the door yet, aunt has been waiting for a long time."
An Xiaoruo took the opportunity to take back the hand that was tightly held by him. Bei Yinzhe frowned slightly and raised his mouth, as if he was unhappy, but he looked very cute.
Bei Yinzhe had no choice but to open the door reluctantly.
"Master Huiyu..." the old woman called happily, even the hand holding the plate was trembling.
Yes, the old woman was too arrogant, because the young master had been in a bad mood for the past three days, but An Xiaoruo's appearance changed everything. An Xiaoruo was indeed a magical girl.
Bei Yinzhe didn't want to talk to the old woman, so he snatched the dish from the woman's hand and said, "What's the matter with you here? Go down!"
Hearing what the young master said, the old woman was stunned and seemed to understand something, and quickly exited the room. Bei Yinzhe closed the door. "Auntie also has good intentions, but why are you so cruel to her!" An Xiaoruo couldn't stand it.
Bei Yinzhe's attitude towards the old woman: "Don't call her aunt!" Bei Yinzhe looked unhappy.
"Why?" An Xiaoruo was a little confused, it's just a title, why should he show her face. "Anyway, if it's not correct, it's not correct." Bei Yinzhe's face turned red, as if there was something he couldn't say. "Bei Yinzhe
Zhe..." An Xiaoruo pretended to be angry.
"She is not my mother, she is just my nanny, and she is not worthy of being called aunt."
An Xiaoruo became angry when he heard this: "Isn't the nanny a human being? You look down on ordinary people like this!"
"Xiao Ruo! That's not what I meant! I really didn't mean that, I just don't want you to call her aunt." Bei Yinzhe seemed to be shocked by An Xiaoruo's words, for fear that she would ignore him again if she got angry.
An Xiaoruo was a little helpless. Why did Bei Yinzhe look like Ziye Zhuo? Could it be that he was infected?
An Xiaoruo looked at Bei Yinzhe's innocent and pitiful look and relaxed: "Forget it, come and eat quickly and accompany me to see Ye Zhuo later." Bei Yinzhe was happy when he saw that Xiao Ruo was no longer angry.
Eat it.
amp;#160;; So, An Xiaoruo thought about it, took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Bei Yinzhe without him paying attention. An Xiaoruo lowered his head and stared at the beautiful man on the screen of the mobile phone.
He secretly muttered: "This person is so good-looking! Even his embarrassed appearance is so cute. Haha, he deserves to be in room 102 of my house."
"Xiaoruo...what are you talking about?" Bei Yinzhe's pleasant magnetic voice floated above her head. An Xiaoruo quickly put away her phone and raised her head reflexively, but her pink lips unexpectedly touched Bei Yinzhe's softness.
Xiao Ruo was stunned for a few seconds and immediately pushed Bei Yinzhe away, his face burning involuntarily. This damn heartbeat was even more painful. (Tang: I can only say that someone is too thick-skinned and there is nothing I can do about it. Ruo: Thanks to you.
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Bei Yinzhe didn't seem to have much reaction, but An Xiaoruo was a little embarrassed: "Well, Yin'er, it was an accident." On the contrary, Bei Yinzhe opened his beautiful pupils like pink glass and raised his pink lips.
The graceful arc is full of expectation: "It doesn't count just now, how about one more kiss."