The door lock clicked softly.

Qinghui raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, slightly dissatisfied in his eyes.

What are you going to do here?

The uninvited man was wearing black pajamas, his black hair was a little messy, with the childishness of a teenager and the maturity of a young man, but the contradiction was inexplicably not feeling the conflict.

He raised his hand, rubbed it vigorously on Qinghui's head, and chuckled lowly, "The little monster at the head of my bed, you put it on your side?" ”

As he said this, he raised his eyes and quietly surveyed the little girl's room.

Qinghui snorted as a matter of course.

"Of course you pulled it out, of course I'm going to show it to you."

Xiao Er snorted lowly, raised his hand and pinched the tip of Qinghui's nose.

Then the little girl pounced on him, seeing that the force was trying to press him to the ground.

Xiao Er instantly counterattacked, controlled Qinghui's hand, and the two walked back and forth towards the big bed in Qinghui's room.

After that, Qinghui exerted a little force, and this person was like touching porcelain, and he directly took Qinghui to the big bed.

The two rolled around on the bed twice, and finally Qinghui lay on the bed, looking at the person who was holding one hand on the side and looking at him lightly.

His gaze was a little focused, and he looked fixedly, and did not speak.

Obviously, as soon as he entered the door, his tone seemed to be coming to Xingshi to ask for guilt and to fight, but now he doesn't seem to have that feeling.

Qinghui's eyes blinked, "Look at the fart? ”

didn't fight, he hugged the person to the bed when he entered the door, and looked at Lord Lingjian with inexplicable eyes.

It's strange how this person is so strange.

Well, there must be a problem with his brain, there must be something wrong with his brain!

The soft little girl looked a little irritable on her face, and raised her hand to push him away.

He chuckled and held Qinghui's hand in his hand with his backhand.

Then he leaned over, and his breath was very close in an instant.

Between his breaths, there was the coldness of his body and the smell of his shampoo and shower gel.

"I just want to come and see you, after all, ......" he chuckled, his lips lightly, gently passing over Qinghui's lips, "My people, I can look at it however I want." ”

", it's clear that you're my person!"

Qinghui opened his mouth and bit his lip, then pushed him up and walked directly out the door.

"Go back and live with your little monster."

Lord Spirit Sword is going to sleep now, don't bother it.

The little girl was sleepy-eyed at the moment.

Xiao Er naturally knew that Qinghui was sleepy at the moment, so he let Qinghui push himself out of the door.

Then the man was pushed out of the door, and the door behind him closed mercilessly.

Xiao Er leaned against the wall and laughed lowly, took out his pocket, and finally took out the cigarette case that he had only smoked once in a long time.

With a thin cigarette in his mouth, he walked all the way to the balcony, and finally leaned against the window, and did not light a cigarette, just biting the butt of the cigarette, which looked a little sloppy.

At this time, Yin Haonan happened to come up from downstairs with a water cup, and happened to be opposite Xiao Er, seeing Xiao Er holding a cigarette, he was stunned for a moment, subconsciously took a sip of water, suppressed the shock, and opened his mouth a little puzzled, "Brother Er?" What are you doing on the shelf? ”

Xiao Er bit the butt of the cigarette again, raised his eyes, and glanced in his direction, the meaning was very clear.

Isn't that smoking? Such a simple question to ask?