Breaking up, No Joke

When Bai Yu came to the restaurant, he let the two assistants get off work in advance. He drove himself in a nanny car and slowly walked in the direction of going home.

The things tonight made Bai Yu somewhat unpleasant.

He had vaguely guessed that Moan had devoted himself to himself, but he was not sure.

As a result, the unsuspecting Bai Yu was kissed.

Bai Yu thought of this, could not help but rubbed his mouth with his back, rubbing his lips almost broken, only to withdraw his hand.

He is very impressed with Moan and is happy to be friends with each other. But that is just a friend.

The most important thing is that he never thought that Moan would be strong! kiss! he!

Parked in the garage, Bai Yu took the key and stood in the elevator, and the short weight loss made him forget the unpleasant things that happened before.

"叮" Bai Yu went out to the elevator, and Song Shiyi met his head.

Song Shizheng was coming out of Bai Yu’s house. When he just closed the door, he saw Bai Yu standing behind him, staring at himself with a strange look.

Bai Yu walked over and invited him. "Come in and sit down, let's talk."

Song Shizhen’s footsteps paused and turned back to Bai’s home.

Bai Yu walked into the house and couldn't wait to change the shoes. Then he opened the door of the small watermelon and saw that the child was falling asleep and relaxed.

Poured two glasses of water, Bai Yu and Song Shiyi sat side by side on the sofa.

Bai Yu took a sip of warm water, "Thank you."

"No thanks." Song Shiyi knew what he was thanking, but did not say much.

Bai Yu suddenly smiled. He hadn’t talked so hard and sincerely with Song Shizhen for a long time.

"I didn't expect you to take care of him for me." Bai Yu saw the fruit plate on the coffee table, walked over, picked up an apple, and looked for a fruit knife everywhere.

Holding a fruit knife, Bai Yu went to the other side of the coffee table, kneeling on the ground, and chatting face-to-face with Song Shi, and began to peel.

Song Shiyi looked at Bai Yu with unscrupulous attention through the convenience of his vision. However, when the original cold eyes swept to the lips of Bai Yu, there was an undercurrent.

I didn’t realize that the man’s wrong Bai Yi was eagerly handing the peeled apple to Song Shiyi. “Do you eat?”

The man with a chill on his body refused indifferently.

Finally, I noticed the eccentricity of Song Shiyi. Bai Yu stood up and walked to the sofa and sat on the apple while saying, "What happened to you?"

"Where did you go tonight?"

"Participated in a commercial performance, so I came back late." Bai Yu ate three and five to eat the apple, stretched a lazy waist, was about to throw the apple core, but suddenly suddenly stiff.

In the Song Dynasty, his face was touchless and touched the lips of Bai Yu, cold and faint. "I don't go home in the middle of the night, where is the wave."

Bo Yu’s tense throat, he just wiped his mouth too hard, rubbed his lips, so he was stared at by Song Shizhen.

But he did not expect that Song Shizhen would actually be angry because of his lips.

"I didn't." Bai Yu leaned back a little, and his eyes were full of expectations, his hands were loose, and even the apples were ignored on the carpet.

In the Song Dynasty, the momentum of the fierceness suddenly converged, and he retracted his hand and said, "I am going back."

Oh shit! Laozi pants are off, but you told me that you are going home?

Bo sighed with anger, reached out, grabbed the belt of Song Shiyi, and held the person back on the sofa.

Sitting on the man's body, the two people's posture at this moment is very awkward, a little wrong, it may be thundering.

Bai Yu held the face of Song Shiyu with both hands, and the two of his lips clung to each other. "If you have the goods, you have the ability to do it."

In the Song Dynasty, his eyes were dark and his mouth opened, ready to enjoy the food delivered to the door.

"Scratch."

The small watermelon stood at the door and looked at each other. "Hegemony, Uncle Song, what are you doing?"

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