Advance Bravely

Tian Yanqi just walked away for a while, Xia Yao screamed and screamed, retaliating in the hip and kicked a few feet. The leg that was taken up by Yuan Lie for evil, took advantage of the **** to hold up. Xia Yao's two powerful long legs wrapped around Yuan Li's waist, and the anger's line of sight was shot from top to bottom onto Yuan Lian's face.

"What are you doing for me?"

Yuan Lian instantly fading away the serious expression just now, and the taunting lips squirted the word very meaningfully.

"Rare you."

Xia Yao is not angry, "I am so hard to make such a big fight?"

"I don't like your silly look."

"I am stupid?" Xia Yao has no sense of self-examination. "Our unit leaders have praised me today, saying that the 509 rental housing murder case does not have the core clues I found, but also the special case. I said the intelligence of the owner of our brigade. Add up, I am not alone, so... oh... you have to do it..."

Xia Yaozheng was so excited that Yuan Zhong suddenly moved to the big hand on his buttocks. It was originally a soothing sore, no other meaning. As a result, Xia Yao was too sensitive, and even when he smiled, he accused Yuan Lian.

"I told you, don't be old."

Yuan Lian never concealed his emotions in front of Xia Yao. When he heard the word "old", his face was stunned.

Xia Yaozhen saw Yuan Li’s black face in his heart, and he felt that Yuan Long had to worry about it, and the thin lip was smirked in his ear. Yuan Zong is like being squandered with drugs, and he wants to open Xia Yaoqi and smash it into his stomach. Xia Yao was unable to hold back by Yuan Long for a while, and quickly seized the "machine gun" waiting to be set up and surrendered the white flag.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble... tell you something right."

Yuan Lian stopped, "said."

"I want to honor my mother."

"How is a filial piety?" Yuan asked.

Xia Yao said: "I just want to give my mother a meal, but the craft is not good, I want to ask you for a favor." To put it plainly, his mother and son two foods want Yuan to cook for dinner.

Yuan Lian agreed quickly.

When two people went to the supermarket to buy food together, Yuan Zhang deliberately took out a bottle of milk from the inside and asked Xia Yao: "Is this milk drunk?"

Xia Yao glanced carefully and shook his head. "It seems that he has not drunk."

"Yuan Ru always boasted, you can try it."

Xia Yao raised his chin. "Let's put it in."

In fact, Yuan Ru buys it every time. In the face of Yuan Lian’s face, Yuan Lian will say, “Is this big and still drinking?” As soon as the result reached the same age, Xia Yao, but rushed to move him. One box.

On the way, Xia Yao unscrewed the bottle cap and tasted it.

"The milk is very pure, you have a taste."

When I said that I handed the bottle to Yuan’s mouth, the car in front suddenly decelerated, and Yuan Li could only get a sudden brake. Xia Yao’s hand trembled, and half a bottle of milk was sprinkled on Yuan’s naked arm and back. Xia Yao’s distressed things were so badly white, so the first one was low, sucking and sucking directly on Yuan’s back, which made Yuan’s heart straight and numb.

"You are not dirty?"

"This is going to be on my hands, and I am jealous."

The implication is that the trick does not distinguish between you and me.

Xia Yao also wiped the milk stains with the wet wipes, and the movements were meticulous and patient. Each finger was rubbed again, until the touch was not sticky.

When Yuan was cooking, Xiamu took a look at the kitchen.

"Do you want to use your aunt to give you a handle?" While asking to squeeze the raisins with your hands, there is no help.

Yuan Li said: "No, you are going to rest."

"Mom, I don't need you anymore, there is me." Xia Yao, who was on the way to Xiamu, took a false sentence.

Yuan Long took over the dish that was ruined by Xia Yaozhen and directly blew: "Let's go and don't mess up with me."

After Xia Yao left, Yuan Zong was looking for a knife to cut vegetables, and suddenly he swept the one hidden in the corner. At that time, Xia Yao wanted to throw it away. After all, he was not willing to do it. He wrapped it in hard paper and tape. Yuan Zong was dissipated now, and then saw the knife that had been slashed by him, thinking of the injured expression of Xia Yao at the beginning, a burning pain in his chest, and secretly took the knife back.

Xia Yao and Xia Ma sat together to watch TV, Xia mother asked.

"Does he especially like girls?"

Xia Yaokou is not right, "Who likes him like a rough man?"

"When I was young, I wanted to marry such a man. In the end, I followed your father. There is always a gap between ideals and reality. When I see him, I can't wait for myself to be younger than 20 years old." I was embarrassed to laugh. Xia Yao has never seen such a shy smile on Xia's face. It seems that I am not happy to say this in front of my son, but I can’t hide it. I especially want to find someone to share the little-known little girl of middle-aged women.

Xia Yao’s mouth screamed. “That’s the idea of ​​your time. Now girls like to spend beautiful men.”

"Then how are you still alone now?" Xiamu asked.

"I don't belong to the beautiful girl! I have a series with Yuan, what is the difference between us?"

Xia is embarrassed to dispel the enthusiasm of Xia Yao. In fact, she especially wants to say: Really, the difference is big.

In view of the fact that it was very late after eating and drinking tea, Xiamu left Yuan to stay at home.

Before going to bed at night, Yuan Long suddenly said to Xia Yao: "I have always lost my underwear recently."

Xia Yao’s eyes are stunned. "Can you lose your underwear? Is it forgotten when you throw it?"

Yuan Rough's rough fingers were rubbing on Xia Yao's face, full of suggestive tone: "I put it in the same place every time I wash it, and it is not lost in one day, it is lost every two days."

"Why are people stealing the little pants of a man from you? Then again, except who can enter your bedroom? Is it because I stole it? Don't tease!"

Yuan Long’s fingers scraped on Xia Yao’s thin lips and asked, “How are you so sure?”

"Uh……"

When Xia Yao looked awkward and didn't know what to say, the phone suddenly rang. At first glance, it was the Xuan Da Biao, and Xia Yaomei had a happy color, but he still couldn’t dare let Yuan Zong see it.

"Hey?"

Xuan Dawei was so drunk and grinning, and then a burst of cracking sounded on the phone.

"Xia Yao, you hide deep enough, you really make me look good."

Xia Yao had not had time to talk, and the phone hangs up.

Just got up and dressed, but was forced to twist by Yuan Lian.

"Why are you going?" Yuan Yan's face was a bit yin.

Xia Yao said with a lack of energy: "I feel a little bit wrong when I listen to Daxie. I want to take a look at the past."

"Where are you going? You don't even know where he is."

"I am afraid he has an accident."

"What can he do in a man in his twenties?" Yuan’s tone was abruptly tough. "You have to leave this bed, and it’s you who is going tonight!"

Xia Yao greeted Yuan Lianwei's full-fledged gaze, and the rebellious consciousness began to collapse.

"I can't live with you, are you? Give me the truth, something to say tomorrow morning!"

Xia Yao was originally in the heart of Xuan Dawei’s thoughts on Yuan Ru, and was so frightened that he could not do it.

"Okay, I know."

Yuan Leng arrogantly convinced Xia Yao into his arms, let alone go, and he wanted to change one.