Ling Yan quickly tidied up the bathroom and picked up the soap with only a small dot left from under the bathtub.
Still orange flavored!
It's sour and sweet, and I don't think it's a kid.
Ling Yan smiled and put away the soap, then turned and went back to the room. The bed in the master bedroom was very big, and there was no head on the pillow. In the middle of the bed, the shape of a person was arched up from the quilt, and he was rolling around.
"What are you doing?"
"Are you going to jump out and scare me later?"
Ling Yan sat down by the bed and gently patted the bulge on the bed.
The small bag stopped moving, but the person inside had not come out yet.
The young man's magnetic voice was muffled by the quilt.
"How could I scare you? It was you who scared me."
"What's wrong with your face? If you don't want people to find out, you can change your mask!"
Ling Yan's fingers wandered over the quilt, found the boy's buttocks, and patted it again through the quilt.
"I thought you didn't care about my face."
"It turns out that you dislike me for being ugly now! This is really sad for a teacher. No matter what, everyone loves beauty, and sons dislike their mothers for being ugly. It's okay for students to dislike their teachers for being ugly. I'll just leave."
Ling Yan said and took back his hand.
Although Hao Bufan was covered in quilt, he could still feel the outside very clearly. When he felt that the hand pressing on him was gone, he instantly pulled away the quilt and got out from inside.
"I didn't!" The voice was one step faster than anyone else. When he lifted the quilt, he met Ling Yan's smiling lips. Seeing his crazy look in the man's eyes, Hao Bufan instantly knew that he was
Being tricked again, he picked up the pillow and threw it away.
Ling Yan didn't hide and let him hit her.
"Yes, yes, it's all my problem."
Hao Bufan snorted coldly and grabbed a corner of the quilt to cover himself again, but he pulled it a few times and it didn't move. He rolled back and forth and rolled into the man's arms.
Hao Bufan:!!
Hao Bufan's face suddenly turned red.
Ling Yan pinched his wrist, held him up tenderly, and then lifted the quilt.
"Don't move. The medicine hasn't been changed yet. I don't want my legs anymore."
Hao Bufan's crimson face turned to the side opposite the man: "No more!"
puff--
Even though the man was always calm and composed, he couldn't help but laugh out loud at his words.
"What should I do if I don't want it anymore? Have I donated it? It seems I can't donate it."
Hao Bufan snorted again angrily, turned his head and looked at his face: "I'll give it to you, it's better than the wrinkles on your face."
Ling Yan raised his eyes, his deep eyes were like the mysterious and unknown deep sea: "So Xiaofanfan, do you still only like the skin of being a teacher?"
Hao Bufan:!!!
Hao Bufan: "I'm just following your words!"
Hao Bufan: "Teacher, didn't you retreat? Did you run out before you finished the retreat? Why don't you go to the next room to retreat again?"
Ling Yan sat on the sofa nearby, swinging his legs lazily: "As you said, if this retreat can be divided into two steps, what kind of retreat would it be?"
Ling Yan: "But as expected of my disciple, he actually knew that I failed in seclusion."
Hao Bufan raised the hand on the pillow and put it down gently: "Failed? Why did it happen?"
Hao Bufan: "Then were you injured? Your face...couldn't it be the sequelae of the failed injury?"
Hao Bufan stretched out his hand to touch the man's face again. It was warm and the texture of the skin was normal. It didn't look like it was fake.
But these eyes...
"Will your eyes change color if you become possessed?" Hao Bufan murmured to himself.
Ling Yan: "Is there a possibility that your teacher and I have blue eyes originally, and I used to wear colored contact lenses?"
Hao Bufan was stunned for a moment, then said hesitantly: "But when you were sleeping, I secretly opened your eyelids... and they weren't blue, either."
After Hao Bufan finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.
"I..."
Ling Yan: "I heard everything, so it's too late for you to make excuses now."
Hao Bufan:......
Hao Bufan put his hands together and simply broke the can and said, "Yes, I'm just looking at you."
After the young man finished speaking, he raised his thin chin provocatively: "What's going on, do you still want to bite me?"
His arrogant little look was so funny that Ling Yan almost broke his skills.
Little things are so fun.
He has never seen such an arrogant boy.
Although they kept chatting, Ling Yan did not stop working on his hands. After evenly applying the secret herbs on Hao Bufan's legs, he washed his hands again, and then lightly flicked his forehead with his hands.
.
"You, I'm still biting you, that's a pretty idea."
"I don't want you to infect me with your IQ. In this family, one little fool is enough."
Hao Bufan didn't expect that his own flesh could be disliked. The small universe exploded immediately. He had just applied medicine on his legs and couldn't move them, but his entire upper body was about to transform into an octopus!
"Ling Yan! I'm going to kill you!"
There was a faint smile on Ling Yan's lips: "If this is your wish, then maybe Xiao Pingfan you will not be able to realize it in your life."
Hao Bufan: "What?"
Ling Yan rubbed his head and was about to speak when a woman's scream suddenly sounded outside.