Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1595 She is not Liu Xiahui

The picture just flashed through my mind.

Bei Tangyou is holding a cloth towel in one hand and trousers in one hand. The frame is like wiping or wiping...

Yaoyao blushed so much that she could bleed, but why was she a little excited in her heart?

Bei Tangyou didn't expect that she would come back suddenly, and was stunned. When he realized his indecent behavior, he quickly pulled out his hand, a handsome face, also extremely red.

The sleeping hall was quiet, a little weirdly quiet.

In the end, Bei Tangyou took the lead to calm down.

When he saw the girl standing with his back to him, her long hair hidden, and the faintly revealing bright red earlobes, he suddenly didn't feel embarrassed, but rather playful.

"What did you just see?"

The man's voice was close to her ears, Yaoyao blurted out: "I saw you rubbing..." The voice stopped abruptly.

Yaoyao suddenly turned around, only to realize that Bei Tangyou had walked behind her without knowing when.

The two were so close together, and Bei Tangyou was unclothed, his upper body was naked, showing a white and firm texture.

Her eyes lingered for a while, and she realized that she was not right. She hurriedly backed up two steps, held the table, and said hurriedly: "I didn't see anything."

"Really didn't see it?" Bei Tangyou looked at her with a smile.

Yaoyao closed her eyes and shook her head, "I really didn't see anything."

"Is it a pity to listen to you?" Bei Tangyou walked up to her, looked at her trembling eyelashes, and couldn't help but fiddle.

Her eyelashes are dark, dense, and very long.

Yaoyao felt itchy under her eyelids, opened her eyes, and saw him standing in front of her again, as if she was deliberately showing his figure.

She admitted that his figure is very good and very attractive.

But he said: "Actually, it's okay, it's just so-so, nothing to look at."

Bei Tangyou: "..."

What is going on when you suddenly feel cold?

He picked up the shirt next to him and put it on tightly.

The bitter plan was successful, and the beauty plan seemed to be lacking in heat.

Bei Tangyou thought so in his heart, picked up the memorial on the table, and looked at it. What happened just now seemed to be someone else's illusion, and it never happened.

Seeing him with a serious look, Yaoyao raised her eyebrows and asked in her heart, he was shocked by her own words, right?

In fact, it was ironic, his figure was quite predictable.

But he shouldn't know these words, lest he get awkward, and sway in front of her every time.

She is not Liu Xiahui, she can turn a blind eye to the beauty's chest.

Anxious to her, she was afraid that she would do something irreparable.

She walked around in his bedroom, and saw that the books he put away were either governing the country or fighting wars. She was not interested.

With nothing to do, she dragged a stool and sat at the table peeling melon seeds.

"Click, click..."

The faint sound of peeling melon seeds is especially clear in the quiet hall.

Bei Tangyou raised his eyes from the memorial, and looked at the girl who was lying on the table and peeling melon seeds.

He suddenly became interested, got up and walked over, sat down opposite her, then put the memorial on the table, and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate in front of her.

Yaoyao was peeling and concentrating, suddenly, from the plate in front of him, a slender and beautiful hand stretched out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate.

She raised her head blankly, looking at the man opposite, "You want to eat melon seeds?"

Bei Tangyou did not answer her, but said with a smile: "Let's see who peels melon seeds more than peeling melon seeds? More people win, and fewer people lose."

(End of this chapter)