After feeling Cui Yue's teasing, An Xiyan subconsciously arched her body back, trying to avoid Cui Yue's little monster that made her blush, but due to the slightly larger range of body movements, there was a sharp pain in her lower body, and An Xiyan gasped in pain.

Cui Yue took away Fang Cai's teasing and teasing, the lines on her face softened, her brown eyes reflected An Xiyan's tangled little face, and the gentleness that gradually spread was clearly reflected in An Xiyan's beautiful eyes, reaching out to caress her tangled little face, her fingers slowly ran over her wrinkled eyebrows, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

An Xiyan is not a fragile person, so many years she has been coming with that kind of mentality similar to seeing through the world, in the final analysis, it is just pseudo-cold, and even in front of good friends, she has always been a rough image. The only thing that has not happened is this watery little woman's posture at this time.

Don't be a demon, don't be coquettish.

An Xiyan just had the expression of biting her lower lip with mist in her eyes that could be called the level of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera, she had just changed from a girl to a woman, it was not that she couldn't hold back the pain, but Cui Yue's words made her burst into tears uncontrollably, and the red pear blossoms with rain in her eyes let go of her biting lower lip, and then pouted and said, "It hurts..."

If her state is seen by those who have seen her grandfather's side, it is estimated that she will be thundered and a large number of people will be scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

But since she fell into the hands of Cui Yue, the cold appearance in the past seems to have become distant, except for some moments when she needs to be disguised, the rest of the time her image has always been like this, except for the occasional prank on Cui Yue, the rest is normal.

Not to mention Cui Yue, even Xiao Wu can feel that An Xiyan, the girl, seems to have a lot of enthusiasm for breaking Cui Yue's unfazed mask, although it always doesn't end well, An Xiyan is still happy to do it, it can be said that she is the kind who does not repent.

Compared with An Xiyan before, the weakness and dependence on her face at this time was an important reason why Cui Yue was not hit, and in other words, Cui Yue's poisonous tongue attack was a wave of beatings. Cui Yue basically has no resistance to the current An Xiyan, who did what happened last night has not yet been defined, maybe Cui Yue was conquered?

Anyway, Cui Yue kissed An Xiyan's forehead very gently, and then said, "Don't move." ”

Getting up in An Xiyan's stunned expression, Cui Yue went out with her upper body straight, and An Xiyan behind her obediently lay in the bed, looking at Cui Yue's upright back, there was some surprise in her eyes, some expectation, and a little happiness.

Maybe the girl who lost her first time is always emotional in a certain period of time, just like An Xiyan now, she has never felt that she has such a moment, she doesn't have to use her brain, she has no power to resist that man's words, she blindly follows the two words from head to toe, she lies obediently on the bed like a doll, just opens her misty eyes, and looks at the surrounding environment like a newborn child.

Since she took over this super mansion, Cui Yue's bedroom and study are forbidden areas that she has never stepped into, she has been honestly wandering around her room and other areas, if it weren't for last night's incident, it is estimated that she would never have taken the initiative to step in.

In fact, Cui Yue has never forbidden her to enter any place, everything is just natural for An Xiyan, she is not his wife, so she is not qualified to tidy up the room for him, although An Xiyan is big, she is not stupid.

Cui Yue's things can make her think of many things, such as a family, a wealthy family, and the like. In her impression, it seems that she has never seen a neurotic who is so generous, and it can't be said that An Xiyan's world level is too low, at least her father still has some ability, and the person who can bombard Lee Myung-bak and make him unable to do anything before he takes the throne is not a simple person.

And according to the theory that the world is the right one, An Xiyan feels that she is not worthy of Cui Yue... That identity, of course, is just an identity, after all, this little girl still has confidence in herself, and in terms of another identity, Cui Yue may not be worthy of her.

Cui Yue's room is simple but not simple, but what attracts An Xiyan's attention is not the expensive table lamp, nor the coquettish pictorial on the wall, but the two display shelves in the corner.

To be precise, it is a bookshelf and a display shelf.

Naturally, there is nothing unusual about the bookshelf, An Xiyan's eyesight is not bad, and she naturally saw the content on the bookshelf, this strange situation made An Xiyan's mouth open wide and her eyes glazed over.

Hanging in the front row are storybooks!

That's right! It's a storybook!!

Speechlessly swept across the row of the full set of "Laughing Cat Diary" that stunned her, An Xiyan then saw a copy of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", this book is quite famous, she has also turned to the Korean version, but unfortunately the bizarre content in it really makes her understandable.

"The Legend of Wukong", "Flying Birds", "Les Miserables", "Capital", "Currency War", "The Road to Serfdom", "The Human Comedy", "Macroeconomics", ......

What is his brain made of?

An Xiyan was incredulous about this, if it wasn't for the inconvenience of her body, she might have to get up to see if Cui Yue had turned over these books, if she just bought them and pretended to be forced, it would be too cheap.

But she thought about it, Cui Yue didn't look like that kind of person, pretending to have a better choice, as if he had enough capital to buy a famous luxury car like the coquettish Lamborghini Maserati Ferrari, but he drove a Dodge Viper that only people who know about cars know.

Jumping over the magical bookshelf, An Xiyan saw something placed in another display shelf, which was more terrifying than Cui Yue's book, something An Xiyan had heard but had never seen.

Gun!

But it's just a pistol, and fortunately it's just a pistol, otherwise An Xiyan might not be able to help but call the police at 110. Full of them, An Xiyan can only recognize the USP, the revolver, oh, and the pair of dazzling desert eagles placed on the top, one gold and one silver, and the cold breath on it makes An Xiyan feel a feeling of cool air surging through a layer of glass.

Cui Yue walked in at this time, and for An Xiyan's strange expression, he was calm, stretched out his hand and stuffed a pillow behind An Xiyan's back, and then let her lie on the bed, and with some care, he brought the breakfast over and placed it on the bedside table.

At this time, Cui Yue looked like a nanny, and her movements were gentle so that An Xiyan didn't feel any discomfort, in fact, he just didn't know what to do in this situation, An Xiyan was not the kind of woman who could say break up after sleeping, and it was the first time that the inexperienced Cui Yue could only take care of her like a baby. Fortunately, An Xiyan had no intention of making things difficult, but she was very frustrated and asked Cui Yue to help her get dressed, at first Cui Yue still looked indifferent when he heard this request, but soon he knew that this was a big trouble.

Obviously, An Xiyan knew that her body couldn't score twice, so she made such a request, and she also tempted Cui Yue intentionally or unintentionally, and it was also thanks to Cui Yue's good concentration that she resisted the urge to pick up the gun and get on the horse.

However, touching and looking at it almost made Cui Yue break the string of reason, if it weren't for the distress of Xiao Nizi's body, it is estimated that she would have worked hard at this time.

Hurriedly put on her clothes and pinched An Xiyan on the face, in her unbridled laughter, Cui Yue went to take a bath, cold water.

Cui Yue, who came back refreshed, pulled the laptop opposite to him and sorted out the dense documents on it.

An Xiyan looked at the bowl in front of her that seemed to be an unknown object of red bean porridge foam, swallowed her saliva, glanced at Cui Yue suspiciously, hesitated for a second, and after being ready to die generously, she picked up the bowl of red bean porridge and wanted to dry it in one gulp.

Cui Yue, who was originally concentrating on things next to her, couldn't help it, grabbed An Xiyan's white and tender wrist, and after stopping her, she said a little depressedly: "It's very hot, are you going to die if you drink like this?" And also... This thing isn't poison, you don't have to look like that. ”

An Xiyan grinned, her expression was very innocent, but it is estimated that her thoughts in her heart should not have changed much. Most people's thoughts are no different from her, in her eyes, it is impossible for a person like Cui Yue to be a rich second generation or a rich third generation or a fourth generation of rich people to cook such a thing, even if she is interested, it is estimated that what she makes is not much different from dark cuisine, so she has An Xiyan's current expression.

Cui Yue can also know An Xiyan's mentality, like An Jae-hyun and Ji Zhiming, the things made by the two of them are really no different from poison, so he has no idea to justify.

was suppressed by Cui Yue, An Xiyan also took the opportunity to put down the bowl of things with unknown bodies, and stretched out her head to see with interest what Cui Yue was tinkering with.

Cui Yue's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the words she said with a smile made An Xiyan feel like a yin wind was blowing.

"What? Do you want me to feed you? ”

An Xiyan was shocked by the dangerous aura in Cui Yue's words, but she didn't miss every word in Cui Yue's words, so this little girl nodded happily, handed the bowl to Cui Yue, and smiled like a little fox and said, "Okay, you feed me." ”

Cui Yue's hand tapping on the keyboard stopped, looking at An Xiyan's little face smiling like a sunflower, a little unbelievable, this little girl did it on purpose, right?

An Xiyan blinked her eyes, a sly smile hung on the corner of her mouth, but the outstretched hand never withdrew, and the slightly trembling arm clearly showed her mood at the moment.