The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 317 Be Good, Close Your Eyes
A few minutes later, the doorknob of the box was turned, and then the door was pushed open a small crack. Someone stretched out his long legs that could be used for a year to play around, and finally opened his mouth after confirming that his life was not in danger. walked in.

The corners of Bu Yao's lips couldn't help twitching a few times when she saw it, thinking: There are so many scenes in the door, it really is stupid.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?" She cracked her knuckles and stared at him expressionlessly.

"Break it lightly, don't break the bone." After Lu Yan complained, he walked up to her without fear of death, his light-colored eyes filled with flattering smiles, "I want to be loved to death by you."

Seeing his face full of slaps, Bu Yao slapped her backhand, and he moved faster. After grabbing her troublesome hand with one hand, the other hand behind his back finally stretched out.

A delicate red rose appeared in front of her like magic, accompanied by his cold voice: "If you take my rose, you won't be angry."

"Sorry, I don't want to accept it." Bu Yao snorted coldly, turned her face away arrogantly, thinking that she would not bow down for a rose.

"Hiss—" He suddenly gasped.

Bu Yao turned her face angrily, "What's wrong?"

"The flower thorn is pricking my hand."

Bu Yao frowned, took the rose and put it down, and took his hand: "Let me see."

She lowered her eyes, took his hand and began to look for the so-called 'wound'. The long eyelashes trembled slightly with the frequency of blinking, tickling his heart.

Unconsciously, he leaned down and moved closer.

"You lied to me again." Just as Bu Yao was about to raise her eyes to stare at him, she bumped into his passionate eyes and his lips that were close at hand.

"Hey, close your eyes."

His voice was low and sweet, with a bit of coaxing, making her close her eyes involuntarily.

His kiss immediately landed on her eyelids, and then she heard him chuckle in her ear, his tone full of complacency: "I knew you would accept it."

Bu Yao: "..." What to do, I really want to hit him.

Seeing that she was silent, he rubbed her hair affectionately again, and said in a low voice, "Good boy, don't be angry."

His eyes are pitiful, like a large stuffed animal, and Bu Yao's heart softens instantly when he sees it.

"My waist was almost broken by the dining table." She pouted and began to accuse him of crimes.

Lu Yan continued to rub her head, "Good boy, I'll find a softer place next time."

"You still want to have a next time?" Bu Yao glared at him.

Someone hugged her shamelessly, and said with a smirk, "Except for next time, there will be many times."

"I want to stab you to death with a flower thorn now." Bu Yao rolled his eyes at him, "Let go of me, hug whoever you like."

"No, I don't want to hug anyone but you."

When the waiter came in, he saw such a picture. One of the two people was sitting on a chair without love, and the other was standing beside her, bending his body to [-] degrees, and still hugging her tightly. .

Seeing it, she had to sigh: the young man has such a good waist.

Then she looked at the nose and nose, watched the heart, put the dessert on and then withdrew.

Sensing the look in the waiter's eyes, Bu Yao kicked him unbearably, "Release quickly, it's very embarrassing brother."

"I just want to sleep with you, but you treat me like a brother?" Lu Yan snorted coldly, "Not loose."

(End of this chapter)