Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

When the drunkard saw someone who was jealous, his heart was already full of laughter. With a suffocating smile, he stepped forward, approached Tsing Yi, stretched out his hand, and leaned toward the button on his shirt.

Slender and beautiful fingers gently twisted a button on his clothes and played with it.

"Brother Tsing Yi, what are you doing?"

The drunkard said with a low smile.

Tsing Yi looked down at the hand that was playing with his clothes button, his eyes dimmed slightly, then he raised his eyes and looked at the alcoholic who was very close to him.

Because the drunkard is a few centimeters shorter than him, and at this moment, he is just lowering his head to play with his clothes buttons, so when Tsing Yi looks up, it is the drunkard’s short black and soft hair, but I can’t see his face at this moment. Expression, but from the suffocating tone of his speech, Tsing Yi can already imagine it.

"...I found out that you recently..."

"What's wrong with me?" The drunkard raised his eyes and looked at Tsing Yi.

Sure enough, he was teasing him on purpose.

"It's okay, very good, keep it up."

Hearing Tsing Yi's words, the drunkard suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, that is, your eyes and expressions, coupled with this sentence, how can there be any... domineering president, if there are a few little girls here, I think they will have to call."

"Okay, stop making trouble, go take a shower, I'm going to cook noodles."

"that……"

"what?"

"Am I still sleeping naked?" The drunkard asked him with a smile on his face. Tsing Yi couldn't tell whether he was teasing him or was serious.

"I do not mind."

"Brother, you are like this, I am a little flustered."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you will eat me and don't spit out bones."

"..." Tsing Yi's ears were a little hot. As soon as he grasped the restless hand playing with his clothes buttons, he took a short step forward, and the two people who were already close to each other had to stick it up now. Together.

Tsing Yi bent down slightly, lowered her head, leaned into the ear of the alcoholic, and said in a low voice, "You are right to panic."

"..." The drunkard's heart beat fiercely, and his face was immediately embarrassed.

He immediately took a step back and chuckled a few times: "Brother, you... have broken your studies."

"Scared?"

"afraid."

Of course not afraid.

"Just stay calm and don't make fun of me."

No matter what happens, something really must happen.

"I didn't make fun of you."

Seeing the serious look of the drunkard, Tsing Yi couldn't understand him. Thinking of the somewhat ambiguous scenes of the two just now, there was a sudden feeling of loneliness in his heart, inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Go take a shower, it's been a tiring day."

The drunkard looked at Tsing Yi, who had suddenly lost his mood, and knew what he was doing.

"brother……"

Tsing Yi looked up at him, did not speak, let go of his hand, turned and left.

The drunkard stood there, listening to the footsteps of Tsing Yi outside the corridor, suppressing the urge to catch up.

You wait another year for me, really the last year.

One year later, I will definitely not leave you so tired by yourself.

"Meow……"

Boy, can you hold me very much? You still let me sleep?

Feng Lidan lay on his white chest with a look of impossibility, and he could obviously feel the shaking of the two hands holding his body.

He estimated that if he hadn't been injured, this kid could hold him to death.

What the **** did this kid do tonight?

Hearing the cry of the little gray cat, the body in white shook and said in a low voice.

"Shhh, don't call..."

He said, smoothing the little gray cat on his chest.