Young Master, Don't Bother Me

"Well..." In fact, Luo Xiaojing didn't know how to answer.

My ears are whispering again. I just listen to Pop!

The second button is untied, and Luo Xiaojing is stiff again. Her pajamas only have four buttons.

In a hurry, she blurted out: "but you will make me feel a bit vulnerable."

Oh, my God! What did she say?

Aware of the mistake, Luo Xiaojing immediately shifts his position and moves his hand to his mouth, but it's too late.

The danger in the man's black eyes moves up with Luo Xiaojing's action, falls on her tiny red face and stops: "riding "What's the danger?"

With a smile on her lips, Luo Xiaojing's heart lake is in a mess. She chokes for a moment, shakes her head and nods again.

"You Are you sure? "

The beautiful nasal sound snorts out. Luo Xiaojing is about to be burst by the pink bubbles. Looking at Leng Yu getting closer and closer, she doesn't even think about it. She climbs up his neck with her hands.

Yan lip active close up, Leng Yu suspected that he had hallucination, but the next second, he heard Luo Xiaojing eat pain hiss.

"Fool." He immediately got up and gently pulled Luo Xiaojing's left arm. His dark eyes were staring at the place where she was injured. "What do you do with so much strength? Do you think it's not serious?"

"Impulsive, OK?" Listening to his rebuke with a distressed tone, Luo Xiaojing timidly looked at him, "if I don't do something, it's like you're really taking advantage of the danger."

"I just want to take advantage of the danger." What should he do with Luo Xiaojing? The more she was like this, the more he wanted to bully her.

But her left arm

Taking a deep breath, Leng Yuqiang got up and got out of bed with a strong desire to find the medicine box.

Luo Xiaojing hasn't recovered from the ambiguous atmosphere just now. She only feels that her shoulder is cool. Leng Yu has gently pulled down her shoulder's pajamas. She is in a trance and suddenly remembers that the buttons of her pajamas have not been fastened.

Raised his right hand to install some natural shelter, only listen to Leng Yu light: "sooner or later to see."

Staring at Luo Xiaojing's left arm, he takes out the medicine stick from the medicine box and carefully pastes it on the bruised area. He has no distractions, but what he says makes Luo Xiaojing blush and heartbeat.

"Stop fiddling, or you won't be able to take the knife next month."

The medicine box was put away, and Leng Yufu lay on the bed again, holding Luo Xiaojing's shoulder gently and holding her soft body.

She can't help but move. She always feels that Leng Yu means to continue to take advantage of others' danger. When she is confused, Leng Yu's long arm tightens again. She whispers in her ear, "Luo Xiaojing, I'm a normal man. If you arch like this again, I'll really jump on it."

Luo Xiaojing was so stiff that he didn't dare to breathe again. After listening to his heavy gasping voice, he gradually became stable, and then he dared to look up at him.

"You can't look at me like that."

The male voice is hoarse, he endures extremely painstakingly, Luo Xiaojing neck shrinks, murmurs in a low voice: "otherwise you still return to your room."

"No way."

"Why?"

"When I wake up, you will run away again."

At the celebration banquet, he and Zhou Ya roared out. Maybe it won't take long for Luo Xiaojing to know all the secrets.

"I can't run." Curled up body to cold Yu's arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat, Luo Xiaojing promised, "I decided to be with you."

"It's not the same this time."

"What's the difference?"

All the voices in his heart finally turned into a sigh that Luo Xiaojing couldn't hear. A kiss fell on her forehead, and he took her back to his arms: "sleep."

……

The next day.

Before the micro blog editors went to work, the story of Dashen Lengyu's open love affair was exploded.

#Leng Yu's open love story is said to be a lively designer, waiting to refute rumors.

A few minutes after the insider's microblog was sent out, it was immediately forwarded crazily, and all the one-sided comments were swearing.

"The vision of the great God is not so bad."

"I believe that it's a net celebrity. What kind of ghost is a full of designers?"

"If you want to get hot, please don't take us with you. Let's get black."

A wave of cold Royal public love hot search just, full of designers should get out of the Royal decoration topic came out again. Then, at the Royal decoration celebration banquet, Zhou Ya invited Luo Xiaojing to attend the wedding banquet of Leng Yu and Duan Qingyan.

The first wave of face beating came out, and the melon eating crowd immediately became boiling.

"I'll make a mistake. I can't be so wrong, can I?"

"Is Duan Qingyan the childhood sweetheart of the great God in the legend? I'm more comfortable with that. "

"The designer who dares to rub the heat with a real hammer is really the essence of the play."As long as the public opinion starts, it will develop in a direction that is difficult to predict. Before the parties concerned stand up and speak, Duan Qingyan is recognized as Leng Yu's real fiancee.

"Is Luo Xiaojing going to cry and faint in the toilet?"

"Take back the 40 meter broadsword first, everyone. Luo Xiaojing is a friend. She doesn't want to be enthusiastic without her playwright. How can the love between Dashen and childhood be real?"

Netizens immediately echoed: "Chen Duxiu upstairs, please sit down. It's also a nine-year compulsory education. Why are you so excellent? Little brother, you can be a c-person."

Just a little bit of information is taken as the truth, no one wants to wait for the bullet to fly for a while, malicious speculation has always been to satisfy their own bad taste, it seems that only trampling on so and so can show their justice and excellence.

At the same time, in his office, Leng Yu takes the iPad from Xin Yi and swipes through the hot search messages.

His cold eyes were dark. Every time he saw one more, his cold face would sink. He stood quietly. Although he was ready to come in, he put on a shawl, but his teeth were trembling because of the cold air from his boss.

"Is that all?"

"Yes, that's all," he said

"Less than I thought."

Xinyi almost stares out of her wide eyes because of her surprise. If she is the object of scolding, she would have secretly wiped her tears in her own office.

"So, does boss mean that there is no need to do anything for the time being?"

"Yes."

If you want to be calm, Xinyi means that you can't reach Lengyu's level after another 10000 years of cultivation, but

"Is there really no problem with designer Luo?"

Smell speech, Leng Yu put down the hands of the iPad, wrinkled into Sichuan word brow and tight some, is about to open, the hand of the mobile phone timely ring.

Black eyes swept, the screen impressively displayed Luo Xiaojing's number.