Chapter 40: The Little Brother Who Knows How to Pretend (17)
Twilight reached out and wrapped her hand around the back of his neck, deepening the kiss.
"Twilight Orange......" Feng Huan gasped, and in response, he pinched Twilight Orange's shoulders with both hands and pushed her away.
Twilight Orange brushed his hand away and leaned forward again.
In the end, both of them gasped and parted.
The moment they parted, Feng Huan threw Twilight Orange on the couch and returned to his room as if fleeing.
The tip of Twilight's tongue touched a bitten small hole on her lower lip and hissed.
She got out of the couch, walked over to Feng Huan's tightly closed door, and knocked twice.
Then unscrew the doorknob.
Didn't open it.
Damn, he actually locked it from the inside.
Twilight slapped twice more and shouted inside, "Feng Huan, open the door!" ”
There was no movement inside.
She stretched out her foot and kicked it a few more times.
Then he huffed back to the living room and sat down on the couch.
Picking up the required Chinese for the college entrance examination, she opened it and memorized it.
After reciting the first two paragraphs of "Lisao", Feng Huan has not come out of it.
If you're shy, you'll be shy enough.
Twilight Orange chuckled in her heart.
Could he have had a heart attack and fainted inside?
Put down the Walk-On.
She went to Feng Huan's door again and knocked hard, "Feng Huan! Feng Huan! ”
The door didn't open from the inside for a long time.
Twilight Orange is so anxious that she can't open the door, so she runs to the kitchen again to get a kitchen knife and tries to split the door.
Before he could do anything, the door was pulled open from the inside.
Twilight put away the kitchen knife in time.
Feng Huan was wearing a bathrobe, wiping his hair with a towel, and saw Twilight Orange holding a kitchen knife at him with a fierce face.
He was stunned.
Then he took the kitchen knife from her hand, "This danger, don't move." ”
He wiped his hair, went into the kitchen, and put the kitchen knife back.
Twilight Orange lowered her head and twitched her fingers as she followed behind him.
"You just went back to the house and took a shower?"
"Hmm."
"Then I knocked on the door and called you, why did you ignore me?"
"Huh? I didn't hear it. After wiping his hair, he walked back to the bedroom and put the towel on the bathroom shelf.
Twilight Orange followed him.
Entering the bathroom, she had a good sense of smell and smelled something unusual.
She immediately found out the truth.
The depression on her face was swept away, and her eyes flashed.
"Huanhuan, what were you doing here?"
Feng Huan didn't look at her, picked up the hair dryer and began to blow her hair, pretending to deliberately not hear her clearly.
"What did you say?"
Twilight Orange grabs the hair dryer and turns it off.
Stretched out his claws to untie the belt that Feng Huan tied around his waist, and said, "Everyone is an adult, do you want to say it directly, I am not an unreasonable person." ”
Feng Huan took a step back and tied the strap back on.
"Don't do that."
The tips of his ears were red, and they were unusually conspicuous in contrast to his fair skin.
Twilight didn't tease him anymore and turned on the hair dryer, "I'll help you blow your hair"
She held a hair dryer in one hand and brushed Feng Huan's hair with the other.
Growing so tall, his hair is quite soft.
Feng Huan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was blowing his hair.
Twilight Orange's appearance is mixed-race.
A pair of eyes are large, thick eyelashes are long and curly, she has three eyelids, and when you open your eyes, you can see her black pupils like black jewels.
Under the small, straight nose is the small mouth that is always very chattering.
She was born like a cute and delicate doll, and it is easy for people to let their guard down against her.