Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

"Brother -" ah yuan suddenly opened the door and interrupted his thoughts.

"What's the matter?" Beitangshen saw the skull in his hand. It was rare for him to hold it since he recovered his mind.

Ah yuan sat on the cloth sofa opposite him, rubbed the skull with his fingers, seemed to have made a great determination, bit his lips and said, "I want Xiaoqing to settle down."

Only in this way can he really let go. Beitangshen was very happy for him, and the corners of his lips hooked up, "OK, I'll arrange it."

His black and white eyes were bright, and he grinned, "thank you, brother."

Xiaoqing's remains are only her head. She was also buried in Qingshan Lingyuan. After saying goodbye to her remains, beitangshen and suque left a private space for ah yuan.

They walked one after another to a cherry tree. Beitangshen suddenly turned around, looked at the rosefinch with deep eyes and said in a deep voice, "are you refusing to marry me because of ah yuan?"

The rosefinch was slightly stunned. He glanced at ah yuan in the distance and said faintly, "No."

Beitang's deep eyes moved and his thin lips stretched. "Ah yuan is very simple. Don't let him get hurt. Don't tell him about us."

It seemed that something stabbed the rosefinch in the heart and hurt slightly. She looked at him quietly, "I said, it has nothing to do with ah yuan. You don't have to worry about me bringing him bad."

There was a flash of annoyance in beitangshen's eyes. He didn't mean that. He just wanted to make her and ah yuan happy, but he was afraid that ah yuan would mind what happened between him and her, so he let her hide it from ah yuan.

"Nothing. I'll go first and ask for leave today." She glanced at him faintly and turned to go.

He said suddenly, "wait a minute."

She turned to look at him.

He pursed his lips. "I didn't mean that."

Her face was calm. "What?"

He was a little agitated and frowned, "forget it, it's all right, you go."

She nodded casually, "tell ah yuan for me."

That night, the rosefinch came home very late. A luxury car took her downstairs. A handsome blonde came down from the driver's seat and helped her out from the co driver. She was like a pool of mud in the handsome man's arms with an intoxicated smile on her face.

Beitangshen stood in front of the window on the second floor. He looked coldly at the blonde man holding her and rang the doorbell. Then he heard the servant welcoming the rosefinch into the door.

There was a staggering sound of footsteps in the empty staircase, and the worried voice of the servant, "Miss rosefinch, please be careful, there are steps here -"

The rosefinch is tall, about one meter and seven meters. In this comparison, the height of the maid holding her is up to her shoulder. The petite maid is tired and worried. For fear of falling the rosefinch, she finally helped her to the corridor on the second floor. She has been sweating all over.

"Hoo Hoo..." the maid breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly looked up and found a tall and straight figure standing in the corridor. She quickly and respectfully called, "young master."

Beitang looked at the drunken rosefinch with deep eyes. She hung her head and leaned on the maid. She looked very drunk. The maid was overwhelmed and out of breath.

He slowly approached them, grabbed the rosefinch's arm, suddenly dragged her from the maid to his arms, and said faintly, "I'll take her back to her room. Go and have a rest."

The maid bowed respectfully. "Yes, good night, young master."

The rosefinch was extremely dishonest. He pushed his body and giggled. He didn't know what he was muttering.

Beitang knows her drinking capacity. She must have drunk a lot before she became so drunk.

There was an inexplicable anger in his heart. She was drunk and alone. Didn't she know it would be dangerous? Who is the blonde man who just sent her back?

She stumbled at her feet and almost fell. Fortunately, he firmly held her slender waist and dragged her body up. She stuck tightly to his chest, raised her head in confusion and whispered vaguely, "who are you

With his iron face, he held her in one hand and her chin in the other hand, forcing her to look directly at herself and squeeze out a few words from between her teeth, "take a good look at who I am!"

Her star eyes were slightly open, her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her face showed a thoughtful expression. Suddenly, she smiled foolishly, "ah yuan, are you ah yuan -"

Beitangshen had an impulse to throw her out.

She put her arms around his neck, pursed her red lips and pitifully said, "ah yuan... I feel bad... It's bad here..." she pointed to her chest, "my head hurts..."

Beitang Shen's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. He said angrily, "it's strange that you don't have a headache when you drink so much wine."

He simply picked her up and threw her on the bed.

She rolled vaguely on the bed / and pulled her clothes with her hands. She was wearing a V-neck black off shoulder T-shirt and high waist jeans. The T-shirt was lifted by her, revealing graceful waist lines, and her white skin glowed healthily under the soft light.

She took off her coat from bottom to top and threw it under the bed. The black bra wrapped her chest, pink and soft, towering, a gully looming, and the pair were ready to come out.

Beitang deep's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, damn woman, when he was dead?

He quickly pulled a thin quilt over her.

She frowned impatiently, touched the zipper of her jeans with her fingers, pricked it, opened the zipper, buttoned her slim waist, took off her pants, stretched out her hand under the thin blanket and threw them under the bed.

Her movement range was too large, and the thin blanket on her body was lifted to one side, revealing her snow-white slender legs, flat and tight abdomen / part, and half of her small black Nei pants.

Maybe it was because of drinking wine. Her whole body was hot and her bare / exposed skin felt the cold air of the air conditioner. She was very comfortable. She didn't think it was enough. She lifted the blanket covering her upper body and threw it aside. Her right hand reached behind her back. It seemed that she was going to untie bra's button... Beitang was a little stunned.

His face grew darker and he quickly pulled the blanket over her and covered her again.

"Let go, hot..." the rosefinch unconsciously buttoned his body, with a charming face with the unique laziness and style after being drunk.

Beitangshen's body was stiff, and a vague picture came out of his mind. He was panting and sweating, and the woman under him was singing like a pool of spring water.

His Adam's Apple moved and his blood gushed down.

He wrapped her directly into zongzi with a blanket. His voice was a little hoarse. "Be honest and don't move!"

"Hot..." her star eyes were slightly open, her watery eyes looked at him blankly, and unconsciously pursed her red lips, "I'm hot..."

His body stretched, his deep eyes became deeper and deeper, intertwined with things that people couldn't understand. He clenched his fist tightly, suddenly stood up, walked out of her room, slammed and closed the door.