Yan Cuo looked at the scoundrel-looking boy in front of him, his face turned red, and he turned away from him anymore, "You can eat it yourself, I'm out." ”

Yu Muyang quickly grabbed her hand, still looking pitiful, "I'm a patient now, can you bear it?" ”

Yan Cuo looked at him, sighed deeply, forget it, don't care about the patient.

Yan Cuo fed it one bite at a time, and soon the bowl bottomed out, "Do you still eat it?" ”

He nodded, "Another bowl, the porridge cooked by Yan Yan is really delicious and sweet." He looked at her with a smile and a sparkle in his eyes.

Yan Cuo didn't believe him, "Didn't you just say you didn't like it?" Why did you say it was delicious again? ”

"Because of you, the bitter ones have become sweet."

"Flim Flam." Yan Cuo glared at him, picked up the bowl and went to the kitchen again, and served him another bowl.

Yu Muyang looked at her hurried figure, her consciousness slowly came back to her senses, and she saw that it was already dark outside, and couldn't help asking, "There are no buses at night, how did you come over?" ”

Yan Cuo slowly blew the porridge in the bowl, and replied quite naturally, "I chartered a car to come over, I told my family, it's okay, I'll go back when you're well." ”

He suddenly grabbed her hand, "Thank you for your hard work, and you still came here so late." Have you eaten dinner? ”

Yan Cuo was a little embarrassed by his concerned words, "I've eaten a long time ago, dinner at home is very early, don't talk, eat the porridge quickly, and then go to sleep." ”

"Next time, don't come out at night, I'm not worried, now a lot of news says that the black car driver molested an underage girl, don't come out so late next time, it's not safe." Yu Muyang was a little frightened when he thought of the recent news of the black car driver in the newspaper, and he became even more worried.

"Okay, aren't I okay now, stand here well." Yan Cuo knew that he cared about himself, and he was not annoyed, and comforted him softly.

"I know it's okay this time, but next time I won't, if you really want to come, call me, I'll pick you up." He was still not at ease, and kept admonishing.

"Okay, okay, you know, why are you so verbose, like a little old man." Yan Cuo deliberately pretended to be a little disgusted, rubbed his head with his hands, rubbed his hair like a chicken coop, and then laughed.

Yu Muyang looked at her unhappy appearance, with a conniving face, and obediently ate all the porridge in the bowl.

It was already very late at night, and Yan Cuo planned to spend the night on the sofa, and after cleaning the dishes and chopsticks, she lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

Because of the day's rush, my heart has been tugging, and now it is rare to relax, so as soon as I lay down, I fell asleep.

Maybe because there is Yu Muyang's breath everywhere in this house, she sleeps very soundly.

In a trance, she felt as if she had been picked up and placed lightly on a bed, her eyelashes moved, she didn't wake up, she turned around and continued to sleep.

Yu Muyang looked at the quiet appearance of the girl in front of her after falling asleep, smiled, lay beside her, the two kept a safe distance, and continued to sleep.

When Yan Cuo woke up, he found that he was in bed, a little puzzled, and looked at Yu Muyang next to him, who was still asleep. His face had returned to normal, and he touched his forehead, which was no longer hot.

She sat down softly, ready to get out of bed to get some breakfast, and as soon as she got up, he held her waist.

He didn't seem to be fully awake, his eyes weren't open, and his mouth was muttering, "Sleep with me a little longer." ”

Yan Cuo looked at the boy in front of him rarely showed such a cute expression, and also had some teasing thoughts, so he obediently lay down, his eyes kept staring at him.

How can there be such a good-looking boy in the world, beautiful is not like words, every move is what she likes.

Yan Cuo watched his eyelashes flutter and have some bad thoughts, she got up and slowly approached, and then kissed his eyes.

The boy under him woke up immediately, looking at her eyes a little red, Yan Cuo was a little embarrassed to be caught red-handed, and wanted to leave quickly, but was suppressed by him.

"Do you want to run away when you kiss it, how can it be so easy." He smirked evilly, imprisoning her under himself.

He kept looking at her, Yancuo's face flushed unnaturally, and he pushed him, but he didn't move.

As soon as Yan Cuo wanted to say something, he blocked his lips, and she looked at him with wide eyes, only to see him with his eyes closed, with a satisfied look, like a little milk dog eating his favorite bone.

Maybe this description seems to be a little inaccurate, but it is especially suitable for Yu Muyang's expression now.

He kissed her greedily, a little hard, biting her lips from time to time, gnawing gently, Yan Cuo could feel the slight pain of his teeth falling on his lips, a little crispy and numb.

Yan Cuo felt that her body trembled a little, so that she didn't know how to move, but just followed the reaction of her brain and responded to him.

As if he was not satisfied, he buried himself in her neck again, exhaling softly until he felt the person under him stiffen motionlessly, and deliberately took a bad bite.

She was about to push him away, but he used some strength to bite along her collarbone, very lightly, but enough to make her words extremely stiff.

They had kissed at most before, but the others had not crossed the line at all, and she looked at the person in front of her who was gnawing at her like a puppy, and her face burned badly, but she was reluctant to push him away.

At this moment, he was switching back and forth between the little milk dog and the little wolf dog, until Yan Cuo couldn't see what kind of person he was, but the desire in his eyes was so obvious now, she couldn't see it.

But she wasn't ready to respond to him, so she just passively accepted his bite, and then grabbed an opportunity and pushed him away.

Yu Muyang saw that the girl in front of her pushed herself away, looking at her with wet eyes, looking at the pitiful, as if to say, why did you push me away.

Yan Cuo's face was red at the moment, and his speech was stumbling, "Since you're up, go wash up, I'm going home." Then he ran away.

Yu Muyang looked at the girl in front of him who was running away, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, the smile was very deep, not at all like his usual cold appearance.

Little girl, I know you're not ready, just scared you, next time, next time, don't push me away again.

Yan Cuo ran to the living room and drank a large glass of water, but he still couldn't calm his heart beating wildly at the moment.

Just almost, I almost couldn't bear to push him away, because I really couldn't say no to him.

That feeling, crispy and numb, is not bad, a little nervous, a little stiff, as if, there is a little bit of anticipation.