Old Man Shang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and his crutches hit the floor hard, "Shang Yubei!!"

Shang Yubei had a lazy temperament, "You don't need to be so loud, I'm not deaf." ”

Old Man Shang's chest rose and fell, "Okay, since that's the case, let's honestly hold a wedding with Frostfall." ”

Leaving this sentence behind, he rushed away.

In the huge restaurant, there were only two people left, Shang Yubei and Bai Shuangzhuan.

Shang Yubei put away his appearance, his eyebrows gradually became cold, and his face quickly became gloomy.

He lowered his head and was about to attack, when a clear and pleasant smell came over. Following his posture of bowing his head, he rubbed his head with both hands, "Look, you still have to fight back, and if you fight back, you can take the popularity away." Even if you don't leave, don't be afraid, don't worry, there is still me. ”

White Frost withdrew his hand and looked up at his clean little face, his eyes flashing with pride. There was a smile on the good-looking face, the lips were crooked, and two small pear vortices appeared on the cheeks, "Give you a reward." As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe, and his soft lips were pressed against the side of Shang Yubei's face.

Shang Yubei's chest was filled with anger, and he was so easily soothed.

But then, an even more surging anger struck.

grabbed Bai Shuang's wrist, "You can sit in Mrs. Shang's position if you want, but you listen to me, stay away from me, don't touch me casually." ”

The white frost blinked, rolled his eyes, and said softly, "Oh." ”

Fluttering in response, she turned around and raised her hand to hook off the padded clothes on the hanger.

After dressing up, she wrapped herself in a ball again. Squatted in the hallway and changed his shoes, and went out.

Shang Yubei frowned and looked at the closed door coldly, even more irritable.

"Second master. Ah Biao shouted respectfully, "Do you need to follow Miss Bai?"

Shang Yubei retracted his gaze, his voice was cold, "No." ”

Then he went to the study.

It had been an hour after he had finished his business, and when he entered the bedroom, there was no one in the room, and he squinted when he went downstairs and glanced twice.

"What about people?"

Ah Biao: "Miss Bai didn't come back. ”

"Click-" The door was pushed open, and a small round head was seen from the staircase on the second floor.

White Frost only pushed the door open a crack, cautiously poked his head in, and looked around, like a child who had done something wrong and ran out of the house and sneaked back back after being reprimanded by his parents.

Sure that the angry Shang Yubei was not there, she slowed her steps, moved her swollen body, and entered the house.

Shang Yubei didn't bother to go down and meet with Bai Shuang, "Clean up a side bedroom for her." ”

Leaving a few words, I went back to the master bedroom.

Bai Shuang descended upstairs to the master bedroom, and Ah Biao stopped her in time, "Miss Bai, the room you live in has been cleaned up for you." ”

When facing Ah Biao, her voice was much colder than when she spoke to Shang Yubei, "You wait for me, I have something to do when I go in." ”

Pushing the person away, she continued to walk towards the master bedroom.

Ah Biao once again stood in front of the white frost, "Miss Bai, the second master is asleep." ”

White Frost brushed his hand away, "Exactly." ”

With that, he pushed the door open and entered the house.

Ah Biao was locked out of the door in a daze, with a frightened face, did Miss Bai plan to take advantage of his second master's sleep to take advantage of the overlord's hard bow?

Shang Yubei's alertness has always been good, and although the hoarfrost has lightened his steps, he can still hear clearly.

But he didn't open his eyes, he wanted to see what the little liar was going to do.

The hoarfrost approached and lay on the edge of the bed.

Using the dim light of the bedside lamp, hanging from behind to hug his waist, Shang Yubei was on his side, and the white frost quickly unbuttoned the pajamas and lifted the pajamas up.

Shang Yubei's face sank.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, the wound on his back was slightly cold, like the touch of applying liquid medicine with a cotton swab.

Shang Yubei's body stiffened.

After that, the warm palm of his hand gently massaged his back, probably trying to soak the liquid into it.

Her skills are exquisite, and within ten minutes, Shang Yubei even changed from the initial vigilance to the slightest comfort.

"I'm not a kid, I can't take care of myself. White Frost let out a vague sigh, shook her head helplessly and dotingly, and put the ointment and the like back in her pocket. Button his clothes, pull up the quilt, get up quietly, take a light step, how to get in, how to get out.