Their room was only a few rooms away from the study, and there was no one in it. Besides him, was there anyone watching?
Dongfang Xing's tense handsome face softened when he heard this, and he raised his fingers towards her: "Come here."
"Tch, I'm not a dog. Isn't it very rude of you to just go over if you say so? I'm just here to deliver supper. I'm going back."
Xiahou Huan'er finished speaking in response, walked away immediately, turned around and left.
She has come to him like this, will Master Xing let her leave so easily?
The answer is of course no.
Seeing that she was out of breath, Mr.
A voice sounded in her ears: "Little goblin, don't go."
The corners of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth raised slightly, but her voice was cold and scary: "I don't allow it, why are you still doing it here? Is it an eyesore to you?"
This sounds really prickly.
Mr. Xing kissed her delicate side face gently and murmured softly: "Are you angry?"
Xiahou Huan'er snorted coldly.
Mr. Xing kissed her for a long time, but when he saw that she didn't respond, he kept silent for a long time.
Finally surrendered, with a hint of embarrassment in his helpless voice: "You are beautiful, sexy, and charming tonight..."
Upon hearing his words, Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.
Master Xing finally figured it out and knew how to make her happy. He knew how to use this trick without her reminding him.
Thinking of the past, he would only praise her for being cute.
This is great progress. As expected, undeveloped men need women to train them.
The little girl was happy, but Mr. Xing was embarrassed. For a man to say such things, he was really embarrassed.
His palm touched her waist and pinched her in relief.
"Hey, you beast, you pinched my waist again. If there's an asymmetry here, it's all your fault." Xiahou Huan'er slapped his hand away and looked back to glare at him. This man really pinched her waist.
The more you pinch it, the more addictive you become. No matter what happens, just pinch it for fun.
Seeing her shy and angry charming look, Mr.
Xiahou Huan'er turned around, put her hands around his neck, and kissed him passionately.
It wasn't until she couldn't breathe anymore that he reluctantly retreated, his sexy lips rarely pecked her lips that were even more reddened by his kiss.
He pressed his palms on her waist, and couldn't help but rub it because it was a little itchy.
Xiahou Huan'er quickly pushed his palm away, pouted and said, "Come on, I'm here to deliver supper."
Dongfang Xing hugged her waist, and his warm breath fell on her ears: "I would rather treat you as a midnight snack."
"Can you be more serious?" Xiahou Huan'er blushed, half pushing and half struggling on the ground.
Mr. Xing glanced at the pajamas she wore that were clearly tempting him, and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this your purpose when you dress like this?"
Xiahou Huan'er raised her hand and punched him, saying, "You are a pervert yourself. Don't think that others are the same as you. I just wore it for you to admire. I have no other meaning. Don't think so."
Already."
"Little one, you are dressed like this, are you afraid that I will think wrongly?"
"Tsk, tsk, you men only think with your lower body, and you still blame others for dressing sexy."
"You have the nerve to say this?" Who can think of her as a rogue?
