Although there is also Yang Guo's fault, Fang Beibei seems to be often jealous. Yang Guo didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

If Yang Guo didn't like 'girl' children who were 'messy' and jealous, as early as five years ago, Yang Guo and Lu Yunran would have broken up a long time ago. You must know that Lu Yunran's vinegar jar is even more sour than Fang Beibei. Back then, because Yang Guo and Duan Xueqing were close, Lu Yunran had a lot of trouble, and Yang Guo had a faint contact with Duan Xueqing for more than a year in order to appease his 'girlfriend' friend.

Since he can accept Lu Yunran, Yang Guo will not be unhappy because Fang Beibei eats a little vinegar. In his opinion, jealousy is not a manifestation of being tight on himself.

"Okay, don't make trouble, let's go back first!" Yang Guo grabbed Fang Beibei into his arms, smiled, and hugged his beloved two 'girl' children and walked upstairs.

Fang Beibei is jealous, but she will not be arrogant. Although it was not a good feeling today, considering that Qiqi still had to sleep, after she went upstairs, she did not grab Yang Guo and ask what was going on, but sat there quietly, watching Yang Guo coax Qiqi to sleep in bed.

"The gold comes out, Kiki is asleep, don't make trouble!" Yang Guo closed the bedroom door and drove out the gold that he wanted to drill inside.

Back in the dining room, Yang Guo sat down next to Fang Beibei, and he smiled: "I'm so hungry!" Thank you baby for helping me bring food, I forgot to order takeout! ”

Fang Beibei's face was still tense, she pointed to the lunch box on the dining table, and said firmly: "Eat, eat!" ”

It seems that the vinegar has not disappeared yet! Yang Guo didn't eat, he turned around and scooped Fang Beibei's hand over, holding both hands in the palm of his hand, and the two sat facing each other like this.

"Is the baby angry with me?" Yang Guo's eyes looked at Fang Beibei sincerely, "Can you tell me what it is?" ”

Fang Beibei lowered his head, pouted, and kicked Yang Guo's little 'leg' under the chair with his feet: "What do you say?" ”

"Is it because of Shanshan?" Yang Guo smiled, "It's really a misunderstanding, before you came in, I made a joke with Shanshan, saying that she was a child, and then she was a little crazy." ”

"But aren't there many of you? And Sister Song Qing, why did I see that only the two of you were in the room? Fang Beibei raised her head, her ruddy mouth pursed. Yang Guo suddenly remembered, it seems that Qiqi's signature move was learned from Fang Beibei?

"That's because I just sent someone else back! Didn't you meet when you came back? Yang Guo smiled and asked, "Oh, by the way, you came back from the teacher's side, and that was another way." ”

"Shanshan, she kindly stayed and helped me clean up the house, and she helped sweep the snack bags into the garbage bags!" Yang said sincerely, "You have to believe me, I have such a kind and beautiful 'girlfriend' friend as you, how can I like other 'girl' students?" ”

"Who knows?" Fang Beibei's mouth was still hard, but her crooked smiling eyes had already 'revealed' her mood, "Who doesn't know, Shu Xiao, what you like is a little 'girl', isn't Shanshan small?" Soft-sounded, soft-bodied, and easy to push down, would you not covet it? ”

Yang Guo gently knocked Fang Beibei's head, and smiled angrily: "You are the little 'girl' child." Remember it for me! I, Shu Xiao, only like to call the baby a little 'girl' child! ”

Fang Beibei looked at Yang Guo stupidly, the emotions in his eyes flowed and accumulated, getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that a pair of big bright eyes were about to turn into a pair of crystal gems.

Yang Guo smiled and stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Fang Beibei's eyes.

"Ahh Yes! Fang Beibei didn't know what was crazy, so he suddenly jumped up from his chair and threw himself directly into Yang Guo's arms.

Under this unguarded measure, the chair he was sitting on almost fell back, and before Yang Guo could feel the feeling of soft 'jade' warm fragrance in his arms, he was in a hurry to balance his body. Fortunately, Yang Guo's kung fu is amazing. His waist twisted, and he gave birth to a force that made his ass sit hard, and he stabilized the 'messy' chair.

Fang Beibei put his arms around Yang Guo's neck, a bit like a koala, and hung himself on Yang Guo's body.

Yang Guo leaned back slightly, so that Fang Beibei would not fall, and then gently hugged her soft body, and put his big hand on Fang Beibei's slender waist.

It seems that this is the first time he and Fang Beibei have hugged each other so intimately, right?

The green apple-like fragrance is 'tempting'/'confusing' Yang Guo's nose, and the smooth skin touch makes Yang Guo feel 'swing' and 'swing' in his heart. In his head, a thought flashed through Yang Guo: "What about others, you are the one with a light voice and a soft body, right?" ”

Of course, an honest person like Yang Guo would not do anything to take advantage of others. Yang Guo gently patted Fang Beibei's back and asked softly, "Baby, what's wrong with you?" ”

Fang Beibei raised his head and looked at him stupidly without speaking.

"Still angry?" Yang Guo was a little unsure, he raised his left hand and scratched his head and asked.

"Hmm~" Fang Beibei shook his head, humming a little coquettishly.

"What's going on?" Yang Guo gently pinched her nose, and supported Fang Beibei's ass with his other hand to prevent her from hanging too hard.

Fang Beibei kept raising her head, her black jewel-like eyes gradually became very 'confused', her ruddy lips opened lightly, and she said emotionally: "The baby also likes Shu millet too!" ”

Yang Guo felt in his heart that he had poured into a jar of fifty-year-old 'female' child, the wine was not drunk, but the person was drunk. He looked at Fang Beibei in a daze, neither of them said a word, but emotions flowed in the tightly blended eyes, and the speechlessness seemed to be a thousand words!

Yang Guo's snort became thicker and thicker, but Fang Beibei didn't dodge it like before, this time, she became so brave.

However, Fang Beibei's half-joking and half-serious threat before, Yang Guo still remembers it clearly. This damn perverted memory!

Just when Yang Guo was still hesitating, Fang Beibei also felt a little dry, she couldn't help but stretch out her tongue and 'lick' her own lips, the ruddy lips became more and more delicate and 'beautiful', as if it had become the last straw that overwhelmed Yang Guo.

"Okay?" Yang Guo's snort was disordered, and he asked thoughtlessly.

"Hmm.." Fang Beibei looked at Yang Guo drunkenly, her cheeks were flushed, and her soft nasal voice was tired of honey.

Yang Guo felt that he was like an athlete standing on the starting line of a 100-meter race at this time, Fang Beibei's soft voice came into his ears, as if the referee had pulled the starting pistol, and his tense nerves instantly entered the running mode.

Of course, Yang Guo had already passed the reckless psychological age of a young man, and although he thought about it for a long time, he still didn't rush to get up.

Yang Guo raised his left hand, slid down Fang Beibei's goose-egg-like 'fine' cheek, and stopped at her chin, his thumb guarding, and his index finger gently holding it up.

Where did Fang Beibei experience such a plot? She felt her heart beat faster and faster, her face reddened and redder, and finally she was so nervous that she couldn't help but close her eyes. Only the red 'lips' were slightly upturned, and in Yang Guo's eyes, it seemed to have changed into a delicate and delicate rose 'flower'.

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation!) ≧▽≦) "Hmm.." Fang Beibei looked at Yang Guo drunkenly, her cheeks were flushed, and her soft nasal voice was tired of honey.

Yang Guo felt that he was like an athlete standing on the starting line of a 100-meter race at this time, Fang Beibei's soft voice came into his ears, as if the referee had pulled the starting pistol, and his tense nerves instantly entered the running mode.

Of course, Yang Guo had already passed the reckless psychological age of a young man, and although he thought about it for a long time, he still didn't rush to get up.

Yang Guo raised his left hand, slid down Fang Beibei's goose-egg-like 'fine' cheek, and stopped at her chin, his thumb guarding, and his index finger gently holding it up.

Where did Fang Beibei experience such a plot? She felt her heart beat faster and faster, her face reddened and redder, and finally she was so nervous that she couldn't help but close her eyes. Only the red 'lips' were slightly upturned, and in Yang Guo's eyes, it seemed to have changed into a delicate and delicate rose 'flower'.

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