The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 170 Yan Yan Climbs the Eldest Young Master's Bed Late at Night
Until the evening, the afterglow from the sky illuminated the entire villa in golden yellow, like a castle in a dream.

The environment of the villa is completely different from the original small broken house.

Everyone sat in the living room. On the wall was a famous painting handed down by a certain master. There were delicate and delicious snacks on the coffee table. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was afternoon tea for ladies.

By the way, I watched the extremely interesting little girl who was coaxed by the eldest master.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, brother is wrong."

The little girl turned around and ignored him, leaving him with a fluffy petite back.

The voice was crisp and lively, "If you don't listen, don't listen, you bastard chant the scriptures."

It turns out that the young master is not poor at all!

She still felt sorry for him for so long, so she gave him her bank card.

Although I saw him return it in my small bag that night.

But the little girl was angry.

The young master sat down behind her, leaned forward, and gently played with her curly hair.

He admitted honestly in his mouth.

"Brother made this move because he wanted to win you over. You are invulnerable, so you can only pretend to be pitiful~"

The young man's voice was lazy, and Xiao Yan's ears tingled when he heard the coquettish ending.

She wrinkled her little nose, snatched back her little curly hair, and pulled it all to the front.

His voice lost his momentum, "Don't care, don't care, it's you."

Lu Ziye raised his eyebrows slightly, as if acting like a spoiled child was useful.

He stared at the exposed porcelain white neck, which had a faint halo under the golden sunlight.

Suddenly, he half embraced the little girl's small body in his arms, stretched out his slender arms and landed in front of her,

The delicate cheeks were not honest, and they gently rubbed against her hair.

"Look, Yanyan, the game is going to be played tomorrow, and my brother's hand hasn't recovered yet."

Everyone eating small pastries: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that the little pastry in my hand was not fragrant.

The little girl's back was stiff, and the surroundings were filled with the clear and cold fragrance of his body, and her breathing became a little constricted.

Her ears were hot, and she looked down at the hands in front of her.

In fact, he has recovered much better, but there are indeed a few small wounds on his hands.

She was incoherent.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, the bastard is laying eggs."

Lu Ziye: "..."

Three sentences in a row, the whole is quite good.

He leaned close to the little girl's macaroni ears, and his lips almost pressed against them.

The hoarse voice lingered out a word.

"pain……"

Everyone: "..."

They couldn't bear it anymore and crushed the pastry with their hands.

Ah ah ah ah ah

I kill the old beast! ! !
The little girl couldn't stand being teased by this coquettish thing, she jumped up from her seat, and quickly sat away from him.

There is a moist crimson on the white and soft little face.

Lu Ziye leaned halfway on his seat, watching her smile with his eyes bent.

"Why did Yanyan run away? My brother hasn't finished apologizing yet..."

"..."
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There's a game tomorrow.

Gu Lin only let them train until eleven o'clock, and didn't dare to train any more, so he let them go upstairs to sleep.

The room where several people live is on the third floor. The villa is very big, and the entire second floor is empty. Wu Jian and Gu Lin have already screened out a lot of young trainees to move into the villa and gradually develop the club.

Xiao Yan's room was still opposite to the Eldest Young Master, but the direction was reversed.

She was always worried that she would go to the wrong room.

As a result, he woke up in a daze late at night to drink water, and after drinking water——

She drooped her little head, and walked into the young master's room naturally.

Until she lifted the quilt and lay on it, kicked her little foot, and found out that she had kicked something.

She reached out and touched the boy's warm body.

His pajamas were open at the neck.

She touched it casually, and the palm of her hand touched the boy's collarbone, which made her almost cry out in fright.

In the narrow quilt, the boy turned sideways and took long breaths.

The breath on his body stained the entire bed, it was clear and warm, carrying the scorching temperature of a young man.

Xiao Yan was so frightened that he dozed off and flew away instantly.

She moved carefully to the side of the bed, trying to slip away quietly.

A slender arm slammed on her stomach with a bit of force, and the little girl hissed in pain.

She quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

The sleeping teenager frowned, as if he heard a slight movement.

He suddenly hugged her waist and pulled her into his arms, his breath overwhelming, his head resting on her slender shoulders.

Breathing is still uniform and long, unaware of the surrounding things.

Like holding a rag doll.

"..."

The little girl is already stupid.

She turned her head stiffly, and saw the delicate and enlarged profile of the young master in front of her eyes, her eyes were tightly closed, and her thick and slender eyelashes were drooping.

The heartbeat was suffocated for a moment.

I prayed in my heart that he must not wake up, otherwise this is nothing.

She climbed into bed late at night? ? ?
The little girl struggled with how to get up, and pulled the octopus off her body by the way.

She reached out to lift Lu Ziye's arm, but the young man's arm was like a pair of iron pincers around her waist, she broke it twice but did not move, and was afraid of waking him up, so she had to give up.

Xiao Yan was confused.

She is very awake now, but not drowsy at all.

Her mind was muddled, she just went out to drink water, why couldn't she go back...

Turning his eyes slightly to one side, he could see the sleeping face of the young master, with disheveled hair, the tip of his nose gently rubbing against her ear, and his breath was warm.

The little girl stared at him blankly.

Thinking of his deeply staring eyes that day, he leaned down as if he wanted to kiss her.

But she avoided it because she was afraid of pain.

Does the young master also like her a little bit...

The little girl's moist eyes were shining brightly in the night, and she looked sideways at the boy slightly.

There is a bold idea in my heart.

She stretched out her small white hand and gently held the sleeping boy's chin.

The voice is soft and soft, like the sweeping of snow-white feathers.

"Brother, let me sneak a kiss."

"I know it's not good, you...just be wronged...I will be responsible for you, and I will spend all my money on you."

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.

Gently approaching the boy, being extremely careful, kissed his pale crimson lips, and licked them lightly.

Then quickly back away.

The little girl's face was completely red.

Like a successful kitten, it slipped into his arms with its blushing face covered, its heart beating fast.

The little girl quietly poked out a small head.

Seeing that the young man was still asleep, his delicate and wild face was quiet, with a fresh and elegant temperament, and his lips were sparkling.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep contentedly.

until--

She vaguely heard a noisy sound outside.

It was the manager's screaming voice, "Ahhh my daughter is gone!!!"

Then there was the sound of knocking on the door.

"Lu Ziye wake up, Yanyan is gone!!!"

She woke up suddenly and found that there was no one around her.

The door of the bathroom opened, and the tall and slender young master came out with a toothbrush in his mouth and his mouth was full of bubbles.

He looked over lazily.

The little girl snorted into the quilt.

(End of this chapter)