The sixteen-year-old flower season is the beginning of love, Tian Yuan deeply admires herself, she is good, a big leap, **** at a glance!

All of a sudden, deeply, shy.

Nested in the room until Shang Rong knocked on the door, Tian Yuan slowly moved out of the room.

The chef recruited by Shang Rong's high salary had already made breakfast and left, while Shang Rong was sitting at the dining table in a homely casual suit, reading this morning's newspaper while waiting for Tian Yuan to wash up and have breakfast together.

As soon as she saw Shang Rong's handsome face, Tian Yuan thought of last night's ****, her expression was very unnaturally stiff, and she grabbed the hair scattered on her shoulders and chest with a little embarrassment, and lowered her head to brush her teeth and wash her face absentmindedly.

"Drink milk first."

Tian Yuan came out of the bathroom and sat down at the dining table, Shang Rong pushed the milk in front of her, looked at her in a commanding tone, and his eyes were shining.

Tian Yuan looked at it and was not happy, so she pushed her hair behind her ears and turned her head, "Didn't you say that you don't need to drink milk before going to bed at night and in the morning?" ”

Shang Rong was originally using a scrutinizing eye to look at Tian Yuan from top to bottom, trying to find out the changes on her face after last night's incident, but Tian Yuan's hair-twisting action directly exposed the strawberry he planted on her neck last night to the air, and his eyes fell straight on it like that, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he smiled a little ill-intentioned.

"I changed my mind and had one drink every morning and evening."

"Why?" Tian Yuan was not convinced.

Shang Rong raised his eyebrows, retracted his gaze, restrained his urge to turn into a wolf and put his attention back on the newspaper, but still replied slowly, "Why?" Naturally, it is for the sake of my future sexual well-being. ”

"What does it have to do with whether you will be happy or unhappy in your future life and whether I drink milk or not?" Tian Yuan looked puzzled, obviously, she didn't understand that the sexual happiness in Shang Rong's mouth was not the happiness she thought, this is the breadth and profundity of Chinese, the difference between one word and the same sound, and the meaning is 108,000 miles apart.

"Naturally, there is a relationship, and the relationship is still big." Shang Rong slowly continued, "Because you're too thin!" ”

"What does it have to do with whether I'm thin or not?" Tian Yuan felt in her heart that Shang Rong was deliberately playing tricks on herself, watching her drink milk bitterly and hatefully, it was very interesting, right?

In fact, Tian Yuan herself is not so disgusted with drinking milk, but, on the contrary, Shang Rong doesn't know where to get the milk, high purity, that sip of it, the fishy smell is so heavy that she can't accept it, and she knows that this kind of milk is definitely not adulterated!

"It doesn't feel good, it affects sexual interest." Shang Rong's face did not change his face.

"What's the feel? What interest? ”

Look, the difference of one word is really 100,000 miles away.

It's not that Tian Yuan deliberately didn't understand, but she couldn't get around the bend, so naturally she wouldn't have thought that Shang Rong would suddenly say something so explicit, after all, last night, she thought it was just a spring dream of her own, she and Shang Rong were just friends with a very pure relationship.

Shang Rong raised his eyebrows this time it was his turn not to understand, he thought that he would see a little guy with a shy face when he came together this morning, after last night, the little guy would ask him why he did those things to her, or he could understand his feelings for her, so he was looking forward to the little guy's reaction to him after he woke up.

As a result, Tian Yuan's indifferent face made him very depressed as if nothing had happened last night, and the dry tea fire last night, if it weren't for the kiss mark on her neck, with her attitude, he would almost mistake it for a sweet dream last night!

(Reborn Pastoral Noblewoman: Famous Warm Marriage)