Chapter 291: Dog's Blood Teacher-Student Love 23

"How can I blow out the candles with such a big cake?"

When they looked up, the cake looked like a giant to them.

Ye Beixiao touched the back of his head, and suddenly he took out a few more candles from his pocket and inserted them underneath: "You can make do with it." ”

Duanmu Lian's slanted eyes stared at Ye Bei Xiao, and he wanted to beat him up.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a cold thing suddenly was pasted on his lips.

"Ahh This is the first time Duanmu Ren has screamed: "You nasty ghost! Duanmu Lian casually wiped a handful of cream on his hand, and exhaled to Yebei Xiao's face!

Ye Beixiao didn't expect it, he just wanted to taste it, and as a result, the cream on his face was almost a mask on him.

However, I have long heard that I am playing with cakes, and Ye Beixiao suddenly had a bad heart, and quietly smeared a handful of cream: "I was wrong." ”

Duanmu Lian turned his head: "You ......" But as soon as she opened her mouth, a handful of whipping cream was smeared on her face!

The anger is rising!

"Night North Xiao! You don't want to live anymore! ”

Duanmu Lian took another piece of cake in her mouth and threw it over, and the two of them frolicked on the cruise ship like this.

From a distance, there were two black figures, chasing each other over there.

Maybe the cake under the bottom was dug too clean by them, and the cake with 18 strokes fell down with a bang!

The two of them were pressed under the cake because they couldn't dodge, and when they struggled out, they were already covered with cream.

Duanmu Lian slapped Ye Bei Xiao: "It's all because of you!" If you make it like this, you can't wash it for half a day! "Tomb robbing

Unexpectedly, Yebei Xiao actually smiled without itching: "It's okay, it's okay, let's go to the sea to wash together." ”

"You're sick, aren't you?" Duanmu Lian grabbed a piece of cream on the ground and exhaled into Ye Beixiao's face, making his face so that he couldn't even see his nose and eyes clearly.

Yebei Xiao didn't resist either, so he let Duanmu Lian vent and play with his face.

Suddenly, Duanmu Lian felt that his body was hanging in the air, and he was actually carried on his shoulders by Ye Beixiao as a cargo: "What are you doing?" I'll also let the old lady down, be careful that the old lady slaps you to death! ”

Yebei Xiao's arc bent slightly: "You think about it clearly, shoot me to death, and you won't have a husband." ”

"What do you say? Do I need a husband? Duanmu Ren began to beat Ye Beixiao with her small fists, but the intensity of the beating was well controlled, indicating that she couldn't bear to do it herself.

Ye Bei Xiao felt the fist hanging on his body like a tickle: "Thank you, Madame, for beating me on the back." ”

Duanmu Ren felt that there was nothing he could do about this scoundrel-like man, so he let him go.

Two hours later.

Both men changed into new outfits and sat on the couch in the cruise ship's room.

Duanmu Lian's hair was still wet, obviously just washed: "I didn't expect your hair washing skills to be good." ”

Yebei Xiao said: "To serve my wife, of course, I have to use the best." ”

A pillow was thrown on Ye Beixiao's face.

"Who's your wife? Did we have a wedding? Duanmu muttered.

Ye Beixiao saw her appearance as a little woman, and stopped her and hugged her in his arms: "In a few months, I will definitely give you a century wedding, and everyone will come to witness us at that time." ”

Duanmu said: "I haven't promised to marry you yet, my requirements are very high, my man has to listen to me for everything, if you can't accept it, you better leave as soon as possible!" ”