More than tempted for you

Chapter 100 The old man likes this

Ye Heng shook his hand quickly: "No, no, I just thought that the old man liked this hanging, and it was all to please him."

Su Ling looked at him with hateful eyes: "Does your dad simply like Jiang Xiaobai's appearance? He likes honest girls. What's the use of you following the same pattern?"

Ye Heng shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, the old man is happy, and you have seen it, that's enough."

Su Ling only looked at him with serious thoughts: "It's better not to cause any trouble."

Downstairs, in Yemo's room, Xiaobai was spreading the quilt beside the bed. Yemo came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, walked to the bed, and sat down slowly: "What are you doing?"

As soon as Xiaobai raised his head, he saw a very beautiful picture. The man's hair was wet on his forehead, slightly covering his eyes. His collarbone and looming pectoral muscles are all written with sexy, Xiaobai even forgot the movements of his hands, and just looked at him stupidly.

He raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Why don't you speak?"

Only then did Xiaobai come back to his senses, shook his head, tried his best to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, and lowered his head, "I'm making the bed."

He took her hand, pulled her into his arms with force, sat on his lap, wrapped his arms around her waist, his breath slowly sprayed on her side face, his confused voice sounded In her ear: "I don't need to sleep on the floor from now on."

Xiaobai even forgot to struggle, and also forgot that the person holding her was not his opponent at all. She just sat obediently on his lap, feeling the heat from him, raised her head and asked him: "So it's you who sleeps with me?" on the ground?"

His breathing seemed to be electrified, and he whispered softly: "What are you thinking? We all sleep in bed."

Xiaobai pushed his chest with both hands, stepped back and looked at him: "No!"

He squinted at her: "The bed is big, if you are worried, just put a pillow in the middle."

Xiaobai curled his lips: "I have nothing to worry about. Anyway, you are not my opponent when it comes to fighting. You can sleep on the bed. Mr. Ye, you have to pay attention to your every move and don't overdo it, otherwise..."

He smiled charmingly: "What else?"

She raised her fist: "My fist doesn't know you, the prince of the Ye family."

He grabbed her fist and said with a smile, "Blow my hair..."

Xiaobai was stunned: "Huh?"

The man got up and dragged her to sit on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows: "Help me dry my hair."

The little white tiger looked at him with a serious face. This man is used to being superior, and he is so easy to use. Huh, forget it, after all, the relationship between the two is not only a contractual husband and wife, but also a relationship between a debtor and a creditor.

She resignedly picked up the hair dryer on the side, turned on the switch, the wind was so small that it barely affected her speech, Xiao Bai knelt beside him, her hands slowly passed through his brown hair, fiddled with it lightly, the fragrance of shampoo wafted across the air Her nose was open, the window was open, the laurel had already bloomed a little, and the breeze was blowing, making her feel that the world was stable and the years were peaceful.

It's just that she doesn't know that the people under her are full of charming thoughts, how much self-control is required to suppress the thought of turning around and pressing her onto the sofa, he just pretends to slide the screen of the phone carelessly, feeling her fingers on his scalp The numbness brought by her chest seemed to be scratching his arm, which only made him feel angry and blood rushing up. He laughed at himself, isn't this just asking for guilt?

(End of this chapter)