"Wang, Wangzi milk?"

The little yellow hair blinked in a daze, good guy, a campus boss who doesn't blink his hands and bones, smoking and drinking everything, and the inflammation of the wound can't delay him from drinking.

What kind of good doll is she pretending to be milking now?

Wangzi milk is so festive packaging and cute little people, where does it match with your big guy temperament.

"Questions?"

"No..."Little Yellow Fur blinked, turned around, and muttered as he walked, "That little red can is festive and cute in other people's hands, isn't it the same color as blood in your hands......"

He Zhili gave him a cold look.

Turn your face slightly to the side and stare at the side of the road.

The road is very spacious, a car flashing its lights, speeding on the side of the light gray road, street lights, car lights, the world is lively and bright, but no one will stop for him.

…… Grinding and chirping, why hasn't it arrived yet.

The boy raised his hand, touched the black diamond stud earrings on his ears, and lowered his quiet eyes to stare at the mobile phone on the desktop without moving.

"Here, Brother."

After a while, Xiao Huangmao came over with two cans of milk and rested them on the table in front of He Zhi.

The young man swept his eyes lightly, and did not notice the words on the milk can, so he pulled the pull tab with one hand and pressed it to his lips.

Slightly cold.

Xiao Huangmao pulled the pull ring, and before he could take a sip, he was stopped by He Zhili reaching out. He looked at it suspiciously, but the latter raised his eyebrows leisurely and said lightly, "A child will come later, and this bottle will be reserved for the child to drink." ”

"No, I bought the last two cans, and this bottle is reserved for the child, so what should I drink?"

"Do you still care about children?"

Little Yellow Fur really thinks it's weird.

Good guy, when you got up and pressed Jiang Zhongchuyi's to the ground, why didn't you see that you didn't care about the child.

In a flash of inspiration, the little yellow hair squeezed his eyes, and suddenly understood something.

He leaned into He Zhili's ear and smiled maliciously.

“…… Brother Rich, this child is not the other child, right? ”

He Zhili frowned, the tips of his ears were unconsciously dyed a light crimson, he tilted his head, moved away, and looked at him lazily, "Go to the side." ”

"Brother Li, go while you go, what are you ashamed of."

"That's a physiological reaction,."

He Zhili laughed and scolded, raised his foot and kicked over, rubbing his eyebrow bone with a slightly cool knuckle.

The tips of his ears have always been the most sensitive position, and they can't stand the nonsense of others.

"Hey, look there, is it our squad leader?"

A taxi slowly pulled along the side of the road, its lights flashing.

A girl was wearing a hatless long-sleeved sweatshirt, loose and baggy, her white and delicate hands were hidden in the wide black sleeves, and her half-length hair hung down slightly behind her.

The night breeze blows gently, and the hair sways slightly.

Xu Youzhi finished paying, closed the car door, and inadvertently glanced over with a dark and indifferent gaze, and paused.

The side lines of the face are not very clear, but they are not blurry either. The girl stood on the stone steps by the side of the road, her snow-white skirt hanging down to her ankles.

Xiao Huangmao was stunned for a moment, looked at He Zhili with some incredulity, and then looked at the milk jug on the table, "No, the child you are talking about is her?" Monitor? Xu Youzhi? ”

He Zhili replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

He was completely shocked: "Fuck, what the fuck is this-"

"Say what?"

As soon as the words fell, the girl had already walked in front of the two people, the light fragrance in the air was faint, the little yellow hair sniffed, and laughed: "No, squad leader, we are talking about how fragrant you are." ”

His face couldn't help but flush and he looked at it twice.

Exercise.

The squad leader is really good-looking.

“……”

Xu Youzhi sneered, casually curled the hanging hair behind his ears, looked away, and swept to the milk bottle that someone was holding in his hand.

She reached out and habitually rubbed the back of the boy's head.

Hook your lips and laugh.

"He kitten, do you drink pirated milk?"