Chapter 289: You Old Rascal

When Yan Yu came out of the bath, Song Shinian's brain hole had already run from the earth to the universe.

Eight horses couldn't pull it back.

He looked at the person whose eyes were fluttering and obviously lost his thoughts, and walked over and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Song Shinian was thinking about what happened if she and the big guy broke up because of discordant kissing, and then the two of them both traveled to another galaxy to become famous, and then made up eighty episodes of bloody love stories.

was snorting energetically, and Leng Buding heard the man's voice and was startled.

She hurriedly glanced at the other party, and said angrily with a straight face: "What are you shaking around the room without clothes?" ”

Yan Yu was stunned.

He looked down at the tight nightgown he was wearing, was he not wearing clothes like this?

Were you blind at the time?

Song Shinian also found out that he regretted it.

But she never conceded defeat, "Yes, it's you, you're alone in an open-breasted pajamas, what's the difference between that and not wearing at all?" ”

It's too ill-intentioned.

Fortunately, I have a good focus.

Song Shinian was busy clutching his chest to soothe the frightened little heart.

Yan Yu smiled when he heard this, and nodded very kindly: "Since you think it's the same whether you wear it or not, then I'll take it off." ”

As he spoke, he reached out to untie the belt around his waist.

Scary!

Song Shinian screamed in fright, stretched his hand over his head quickly, grabbed the quilt and hurriedly covered himself again.

An angry and depressed voice came out from under the covers: "You, you old rascal! ”

Yan Yu looked at a mountain bag bulging out of the narrow bed, his eyes were unfathomable.

Originally, he wanted to let Shi Nian voluntarily jump into his arms step by step.

But now, he found that he couldn't wait.

Especially last night, when he held Shi Nian in his arms, he was greatly stimulated.

He had a night of messy dreams.

I had to get up in the middle of the night in the middle of the night and secretly change the sheets and wash the sheets.

But when he lay down again and rubbed Shi Nian into his arms, he really felt that his soul was sublimated.

Now Yan Yu can't tell whether his reluctance to be attached to his years is due to physical dependence or psychological dependence.

But one thing he knew very well was that he couldn't let Shi Nian leave.

No one can do it.

Half a day.

Song Shinian didn't hear anything more from the man outside, let alone the voice in the room.

She was a little breathless and a little curious when she covered her head and face, so she quietly stretched out a hand from the quilt and dug out a corner of the quilt to see what was going on outside.

As soon as one eye was exposed, I saw the man's upper body spread out of the nightgown, the exposed section of the muscular collarbone, and then it got bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and finally blocked in front of her eyes.

Song Shinian's heart was raised.

What does he want to do?!

Do you want to bow hard to your own overlord?!

Song Shinian was so frightened that he was almost delirious, but he felt empty, as if he was being hugged in the air.

But before she could scream, she was gently put on the bed again.

Accompanied by the man's helpless voice: "I'm not afraid to fall down when I lie in the corner of the bed." ”

Hmm, it turned out to be a sleeping position for myself.

Song Shinian's heart softened, and as soon as he put his heart in his stomach, he suddenly felt the bed next to him sink down.

Then the tall and straight body lay down against her.

Song Shinian's little heart was really scared to the point that it was about to jump to his throat this time.

It's just that what's even more terrifying is that the man actually reached over and hugged her waist through the quilt.

So blatant, when she's dead?!