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In the middle of the night.
Bai Nuan was woken up, and there was a clanging sound downstairs.
She crawled out of the covers and turned on the light.
When I got downstairs, I saw that Song Yiyi was cut off by Anyang and pressed to the ground, and the knife in his hand was almost pierced.
Bai Nuan: "!! "I forgot to sleep and didn't tell Soft Mianmian that there was someone else in the house.
"Let go." Bai Nuan walked over, raised his hand to hold An Yang's hand, and pulled.
Anyang relented and let Song Yiyi go.
Song Yiyi's eyes were red, and she took two steps back, and her psychological shadow on Anyang has been from high school to the present.
Thinking that at the beginning, she wanted to hug Nuan Nuan, but she was scared.
Tang Yimian also came down, and when he saw that the scene was wrong, he hurriedly hugged Song Yiyi and asked in a low voice, "Bumped into?" ”
"Hmm......" Song Yiyi reached out and hugged her waist, rubbed her head against her shoulder, and shrank back.
I'm afraid, I'm really afraid.
"I'm sorry I forgot to tell him, you're here, you go on, I'll take someone back." Bai Nuan led the fierce An Yang upstairs.
Anyang was unwilling, staring at the two of them with gloomy eyes.
These two people, why are they still following his warmth.
They all live in his house!
The three children who came to the house......
Anyang, who felt that he was green, had a bad face, closed the door and sat on the bed, and did not speak, just looked down at his toes.
It's like an adult, but when it comes to doing things, it doesn't look like an adult.
Bai Nuan stood aside with his hands on his chest and watched him puff and puff.
To tell the truth, the man sat there obediently sulking, and he was strangely handsome, and the gloomy color between his eyebrows and eyes made people want to reach out and touch it twice.
Ahem...... Just think about it.
"Nuan Nuan, don't touch me." An Yang sat back, leaned back a little, and dodged Bai Nuan's outstretched hand.
Bai Nuan: Who moved the "......"?
Brain: "......" I didn't move!
Hand: "......" didn't do it.
Ideas are put into practice, so ...... Identify the suspects, and the brains and hands hook up together.
Oh, it's not promising.
"Can I touch it?" Bai Nuan frowned, unhappy, pulled the corner of his clothes, stepped on the sheet with one leg, and pulled up An Yang's collar quite arrogantly.
She looked at him condescendingly, with a rare lazy charm in her eyes, and ...... Dissatisfied.
She's soft, shouldn't she just do whatever she wants, right?
The big guy was upset.
He didn't hide, but leaned his face over, next to the back of her hand, rubbing it, and softened his voice, with a little grievance.
"I'm here for you alone."
"It's our home."
"You bring outsiders here."
Bai Nuan: "......" Then what can she do, what if the two beautiful sisters of the family are killed by Song Zhengyang?
She hasn't learned how to make desserts yet.
Bai Nuan, who is obsessed with making desserts, doesn't want to accept his fate at all.
"Warm Warm...... I just want you to be with me, alone. He looked at her, and there were thousands of stars in his eyes, and ...... Her figure.
The curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the light above his head fell, casting a shallow shadow, and he slowly lowered his eyes, and slowly lifted them again.
The water is flowing and beautiful.
Bai Nuan swallowed his saliva without breath.
I would like to say something that the core values of socialism do not allow.
She's soft, she's ...... Need.