Bamboo Horse Strawberry Flavor

Chapter 162 Pleasure
Facing the delicate and dark pupils of the young man, the deep affection in them could almost overwhelm her, and the tiny bits of broken light were like starlight.

These words came to Nan Yu's mind.

Doomed.

The girl lowered her big beautiful clear eyes to hide the complicated tangles in her pupils.

How lucky she was to meet such a person.

*
The video didn't hang up.

But Nan Yu didn't know when she fell asleep.

The girl's sleeping face is very quiet, her skin is porcelain white and delicate, her pores are too thin to be seen, her eyelashes are distinct, curly and curled like a small fan, her lips are light cherry pink.

There was still some immature baby fat on her face, and when she smiled, there were two shallow dimples and two small white canine teeth on her white and soft cheeks.

Through the cold phone screen, Gu Yange looked at the sleeping little girl without blinking.

It was like a dream.

No, he didn't even dare to do it in his dreams...

The eyes as bright as the starry sky were bent, and there was a pure smile inside, straightforward and enthusiastic.

The cherry blossom-colored lips touched the cold screen, and a light kiss fell.

The boy whispered.

This is his girl.

*
Gu Yange stood up slowly, patted the non-existent dust on the sleeves with his slender fingers, his expression was unprecedentedly happy, anyone could see that he was in a great mood.

The boy took out his mobile phone and made a call to his special assistant.

Zhuo Wen, who was woken up in the middle of the night, had a slightly distorted face, "Master, is there something important about looking for me so late?"

Gu Yange raised her crimson and sexy thin lips, "It's nothing, I'm a little bored, and I want to chat with someone."

Zhuowen: "..."

He suppressed his desire to swear MMP,

Well, you're the boss, and you're right.

"I'm in a good mood."

Gu Yange chatted with Zhuo Wen casually.

"Are you listening?" The boy's tone suddenly sank.

Zhuo Wen who almost fell asleep: "!"

Confused face (_)
"Master, it's getting late, look..."

The clear and clean male voice on the other side paused for two seconds, and said quietly, "This month's salary will be tripled."

Zhuo Wen, who changed his face in seconds: "Master, I think I can hold on!"

Hey, this is really a painful and happy thing.

For small money, Zhuo Wen thought he could be a perfect tree hole.

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after an hour.

Heard grunting from the opposite side.

The juvenile's crimson sexy thin lips twitched, and he hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Singer Gu Yan was playing with a solid-color bottle, his slender fingers were fair and flawless, as beautiful as a work of art, he thought casually.

He seems to have an extra hidden attribute, chatterbox.

With cool and pale fingertips, he unscrewed the cap and poured out two pills from the bottle. The young man's crimson and sexy thin lips moved closer, biting the pills, allowing the bitter taste to spread on the tip of his tongue.

The young man even curled up his beautiful and delicate pupils, his snow-white fingertips ran across his bright thin lips, and he looked as happy as a cat.

When I think of Nanyu, I think of that cute and beautiful little girl.

Intense paranoia flashed across the young man's eyes, his eyes were dark, beautiful and clear pupils, the deep possessive desire in them seemed to overflow.

I really like it...

Blinking his pupils to cover up the darkness in his pupils, the boy's pupils are still as clean and clear as ice and snow.

Reverted to her usual unsmiling beauty.

Gu Yange knew that her liking had brought a bit of morbid attachment.

But, it's okay.

He would not let Ah Yu see his appearance like this.

In front of her little girl, Gu Yange will always be that pure and clean boy.

　Smash the puppet with a ticket⑧
　　
　
(End of this chapter)