readx; "Uncle, can you walk slowly?" Ye Zhixia was half-pulled and half-dragged by him, walking out of the corridor and squeezing in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, she didn't have shoes on her feet, plus she was kicked by Shen Manqing's high heels just now, and now she has a hard time walking, almost trotting to barely keep up with the man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yin Mochen was angry at the moment, and he spit out two words without thinking about it: "It's not good!" ”

No matter how sluggish Ye Zhixia was, he could hear his angry tone, and he knew in his heart that it would not work for the uncle to be tough here, so he could only show weakness and sympathy.

She suddenly stopped, wilted and muffled and whispered infinitely, "But...... But...... My feet hurt ......."

She drooped her head, two small incisors as white as shells slightly buckled her lower lip, and her long eyelashes fanned slowly and frequently, especially the fluttering wig with a few strands of messy hanging on her cheeks, which looked as distressing as it could be.

"It hurts you!" The words were still cold, but the man's eyes gradually softened when he looked at her, and he let go of the hand that was holding her, walked up to her, and picked her up without saying a word.

Suddenly, his feet were in the air, Ye Zhixia was frightened, and hurriedly reached out to wrap his neck. Although she is smeared with heavy fat powder, her body exudes a faint girlish fragrance. The clothes of the person in her arms were very little fabric, and the man's warm palms pressed against her delicate skin, and she suddenly felt a tightness in her throat. He could touch it but couldn't eat it, so he had to speed up his pace and walk outside.

Ye Zhixia saw that he was clearly leaving, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, I haven't changed my clothes yet!" "I'm still wearing the same leotard as dancing, and it's really immoral to go out like this.

"Then don't change it!" Yin Mochen glanced down at her, his thin lips pursed, and his face faintly revealed a bit of murder.

Ye Zhixia dared to say anything more, he was immediately silenced, and honestly nestled in his arms and did not move. Anyway, my clothes are locked in my mother's closet, and it will be the same next time I come to get them.

In the parking lot, the man opened the car door with one hand and threw her in the passenger seat like a chicken with the other. Ye Zhixia rubbed his buttocks, which were a little painful, and muttered in a low voice: "Uncle, why don't you pity Xiangyu at all, now I not only have my feet hurting, but my butt also hurts." ”

"You deserve it!" Yin Mochen's phoenix eyes glanced at her, started the engine, and the sports car slid into the night like flowing water.

Ye Zhixia pursed his lips, thinking that it was not unreasonable for his uncle to be angry, in addition to lying first, he was also dressed like a sister, it was strange that he could give a good face!

However, I can't be hung by him all the time, uncle, this is completely cold violence in the family.

The beads of his eyes rolled, Ye Zhixia bent his big eyes with heavy eye shadow, took the initiative to stick to them, and smiled flatteringly: "Uncle, I was wrong, can I apologize?" ”

"If an apology is useful, what else do you want the police to do!" The man glanced at her coldly and continued to drive.

How does this sentence sound familiar?

Ye Zhixia rarely watches idol dramas, but he feels that the momentum of the uncle saying this is very similar to that of a certain TV actor. She stuck out her tongue and continued to approach unrelentingly: "Uncle, you forgive me this time, I promise that I won't dare next time!" As she spoke, she solemnly raised three fingers and put on an expression that she swore to heaven that she would never do it again.