Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"You want to be beautiful." Tsing Yi wanted to wave his hand, but couldn't.

He didn't dare to move too much, because he was afraid that the white clothes would not stabilize the face in his hand.

"Don't do this, just one night, just one night."

"Quickly let go, the alcoholic is also afraid."

"He's afraid of a ghost."

"Yes, I'm afraid of ghosts."

"This brother didn't have to do it."

"Whatever you want, I won't sleep with you anyway."

"..." Bai Yi looked at him grievously.

"Let it go, I haven't eaten yet, I'm starving to death."

"Can I go to your room and lay the floor?" Bai Yi asked bitterly.

"Meow~"

Boy, come back to me.

Hit the floor? If you want to go, don't come back if you go, shame!

Feng Lidan looked at the unscrupulous white robe, wishing to rush up and give him two feet.

"Be obedient, throw your hand away first, then step back two steps, close the door, go back to the room to eat the noodles, and then go to bed with your eyes closed and sleep, and it will soon dawn." Tsing Yi smiled, and forced her hand back.

"Don't don't..."

"Oh, right."

Tsing Yi, who was about to turn around, suddenly remembered something, and stepped into the white-clothed room.

Bai Yi thought that Tsing Yi's conscience had discovered that he was about to say a few good words to boast, but when he saw Tsing Yi entered the room, he directly took two bottles of milk from his snack cabinet.

Feeling an unfriendly look from the bed, Tsing Yi looked at the little gray cat on the bed, but saw that the little gray cat was staring at him unfriendly.

Tsing Yi didn’t take it seriously. He took two bottles of milk and turned around and said something to Bai Yi.

"Thanks."

Then left.

"..." The white clothes itch with anger, slammed the door closed, and walked to the sofa with his face facing up. After walking two steps, remembering something, he turned back and locked the door.

Put the noodles on the tables in front of the sofa, white clothes came to the bed, and carefully picked up the little gray cat.

"Eating noodles."

"Meow~"

Don't want to eat, put me back, I want to sleep.

Baiyi put the little gray cat on a few cases, sat down on the sofa, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the broken noodles, and brought it to the little gray cat: "Ah, open your mouth."

"..."

Feng Lidan glanced at him, then closed his eyes directly, indicating that he did not want to bother him.

"The noodles he cooks are delicious. You can eat some. You are so young now. You should eat more to grow your body."

"..."

If you don’t eat, don’t eat.

"Really not eating?"

"..."

"If you don't eat, I will eat it?"

Seeing that the little gray cat really didn't want to eat, Baiyi ate it by himself.

I haven’t eaten anything for a day, and I’m so hungry that my heart is already close to my back. I just ate two breads on an empty stomach and drank a bottle of milk. I don’t know if I have been hungry for too long. The noodles are simply delicious on earth.

Feng Lidan looked at the white clothes who was eating the noodles, and thought: Isn't it just a bowl of noodles?

When the king of medicine recovers, I will give you a taste of the good things you haven't eaten. That's delicious.

"Meow~"

Chew slowly, can you pay attention to your image?

Seeing the little gray cat barking, Bai Yi looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"Do you want to eat it?"

"..." Feng Lidan closed his eyes and ignored him.

I can’t communicate. Meowing every day is really annoying.

Seeing that the little gray cat ignored him again, Bai Yi curled his lips and continued to eat.

The alcoholic ate ​​two bites of noodles, frowned slightly, then took a sip of soup and smashed his mouth.

He looked at Tsing Yi, who was also eating noodles, and took a sip of his soup with the spoon in his hand.