Chapter 139 139
In the next game, because of the extreme cooperation of his teammates, he played extremely smoothly, which was simply comfortable, and he knocked down the opposite crystal nest in 15 minutes.
Wang Lung looked at the helpless beating scene on the other side who hated the root of his teeth but couldn't do anything about it, and he couldn't do anything about it, which was simply not too comfortable.
The point is that there is also Hua Yin's leadership, looking at the victory on the screen, I feel very good.
Hua Yin didn't play again after playing this game, he put down his phone and leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and relaxed.
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
Lowering his eyelids, his eyes turned to the bottom cabinet of drawers next to the coffee table on the left, his thin lips were gently pursed, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised with a bit of playfulness, and his eyes were deep and dark.
He stooped over and pulled open the drawer, which, as he expected, was empty.
"Heh~"
The crimson thin lips poured out a cold word, and the anger around the body became thicker, and the young man's eyes were dark and dormant.
He got up and walked into the bedroom.
His eyes were fixed on the bedside table.
The fingers hanging on the sides of the slender straight thighs curl slightly.
What is it that he can't see, I really want to know...
If you read it, will the master hate him...
Then look at it...
The evil in his bones urged him, and he couldn't wait.
Just then, there was a sound of the door opening.
Then the door closed, and a series of footsteps became clearer and clearer.
In just a moment, Hua Yin removed the gloom in his eyes.
He took off his slippers and lay down on the bed, pretending to be sleeping.
Everything was as Hua Yin expected.
Bai Liao returned to the teacher's dormitory, put the teaching materials and test papers on the coffee table, and found that Hua Yin was not there, but the mobile phone was on the sofa, and he was puzzled, so he went into the bedroom to check.
I turned on the bedroom light, and sure enough, I saw a young man sleeping on the bed.
"What should I do if I catch a cold without a quilt like this..."
Bai Liao frowned, thinking that he was too late to come back today, and wanted to cover Hua Yin with the quilt, but found that the quilt was pressed by him, and there was no way to take it out.
wanted to lift Hua Yin to the side but found that he didn't take off his coat, he couldn't help sighing, and his gentle eyebrows were even worse, "I don't take off my coat when I sleep, it's really not worry-free..."
At the moment when Bai Liao touched the young man's coat, the young man who was sleeping suddenly opened his starry eyes and pulled his collar to press him underneath.
Grabbed his hand and pressed it forcibly on the bed.
The peach blossom eyes of the young man who were close at hand seemed to be misty, and his mellow voice was hoarse when he first woke up, and it was like a fairy demagoguery, "Teacher Bai, what are you doing." ”
The neckline of the white shirt is wide open, revealing the white collarbone, and the ascetic look makes people can't help but want to probe the bottom.
Just the quiet smell of maple leaves on the face makes people fall into it and can't extricate themselves.
Bai Liao moved his lips, but it seemed that his thoughts were empty for a moment, his brain was blank and he even forgot to resist, and his ears were red to death.
It wasn't until the cold fingers caressed his slightly hot cheeks and the biting chill came that Bai Liao realized that he was stunned.
The young man tilted his head, his crimson lips curled slightly, and a low hoarse voice came in his ears. The voice was as light as a feather tickling in people's hearts, "There's no need to be in such a hurry, our days are still long..."
Under the curly and slender eyelashes, the young man's expression was lazy and charming, his mellow voice was a little magnetic and slightly hoarse, the sexy tail note was unstoppable, the warm and moist breath hit his ears, and the voice was as soft as a feather, like a net that slowly rolled up, entwining his heart and unable to break free.
Raising and closing his eyes are all his sultry appearance.