Lie down, my dear wife

Scum, burn you!

"Oh?" Su Qingcheng's thin lips and light hook. His high and cold posture just now became playful at this moment. His legs overlapped, lazy and noble. He looked at his fingers, glanced at his left ruowei and said, "drink it."

Zuo ruowei shook his hand and drank the cup of tea in his hand.

After drinking it, the hot feeling went into her throat, just like drinking. It was too hot to burn. She could only drink it without changing her face. Then she wiped the water stains on the corners of her lips, and the corners of her lips still had a lovely radian. "Teacher, I finished drinking."

"Pour again." it was still that cold voice, but Su Qingcheng looked at Zuo ruowei with the same vision of studying antiques.

Of course, Zuo ruowei knew that Su Qingcheng was playing with her. She had already compared a middle finger in her heart and poured a cup of tea. This time, she waited for the tea to cool down and then held it to Su Qingcheng: "please enjoy it, teacher ~" when she said this sentence, Zuo ruowei lightened her tone.

Su Qingcheng picked up the cup of tea. His slender jade like fingers rubbed it gently for a while, took a sip, frowned and said, "it's cold, pour it again."

"..." Zuo ruowei took the tea cup and gave Su Qingcheng more than ten knives in her heart. The smile on her face was a little uneasy. She slowly poured a cup of tea. When the temperature was just right, she was ready to hand it to Su Qingcheng, but she heard such a sentence.

"You're good at pretending. When will my five million return?"

Return it to your uncle!

Zuo ruowei directly spilled the tea in his hand. The tea stains splashed on Su Qingcheng's white shirt, but he didn't lose any dignity.

He sat with his face unchanged, but his eyes had become cold and narrowed slightly.

Zuo ruowei felt that the atmosphere was a little cold. Under the threat of such eyes, she slowly turned her eyes to other places and pretended to look around at the scenery. Then, she casually walked to Su Qingcheng, sat down, and patted her slender hand directly on Su Qingcheng's shoulder.

"Susu, don't do this. The most important thing we need is money. It's easy to say." when the "Susu" came out, Zuo ruowei was about to vomit. She narrowed her eyes and still had a lovely smile on her face.

"Wipe it clean." Su Qingcheng didn't know whether he disliked the name or the tea stains on his clothes. Anyway, he looked disgusted.

Zuo ruowei didn't wriggle. She directly took the handkerchief on the table and stuck her hand to Su Qingcheng. She lowered her head and seriously wiped the tea stains on Su Qingcheng's shirt, but... The painting style changed. The handkerchief rubbed at Su Qingcheng's abdominal muscles all the time, or she circled her chest.

Su Qingcheng looked down at Zuo ruowei's head and the wonderful touch. His eyes became darker. His eyes stared at Zuo ruowei's white and tender hands and slowly put them on his chest. He inexplicably felt a fever in his throat. Then he directly grabbed the criminal hands.

"Do you live impatiently?" there was some irritability in your voice.

"I live very patiently." Zuo ruowei's voice is cute, and his eyes twinkle with innocence. "Su Su, what's the matter with you? How do I feel you're wrong?"

"What are you doing here?" Su Qingcheng directly ignored Zuo ruowei's question.

"Class." Zuo ruowei's tone is very lively. It seems that he really doesn't know the world.