Pei Yijiao looked at the little girl who was close at hand and squinted at him.

For a moment when he was stunned, the corners of his mouth tingled, his brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to push her away.

As a result, the girl was tightly clamped around his waist and couldn't be pulled apart, but she became more and more presumptuous, and stuck out her tongue......

His eyes became more and more dangerous, but Fuyue didn't care, and continued to kiss him, looking at the depths of his eyes with even provocation.

Pei Yijiao looked at her smug look, the corners of her forehead were bulging, and she wanted to get her out, but she was afraid of hurting her, so she endured it in the end.

As a result, I endured it for a long time.

The girl jumped down from him, rushed into the toilet with the clothes in her arms, and slammed the door shut, cutting off the sight of the two.

"Zhou Xiao!" Through the door, Fuyue seemed to be able to feel Pei Yijiao's cannibalistic eyes.

She hooked her red lips, and her big eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions.

It's Jiaojiao, it's really damn sweet.

……

Fuyue took a comfortable bath and went out, and the huge living room was quiet and unpopular.

She bit her lip and circled her eyes before remaining in the lighted room.

Her eyes closed slightly, she licked the corners of her lips and thought that Pei Yijiao was inside, so she tiptoed closer carefully.

But before she could get close to the door, the door in front of her was opened.

Fuyue was stunned and turned around to run away, but was pinched by the back of fate's neck.

"Where do you want to go?" The voice of a man trying to laugh or not came from overhead.

Fu Yue shrunk her neck, hesitated to look back at his deep eyes, and quickly shook her head: "I didn't want to escape." ”

"Huh." Pei Yijiao sneered, naturally it was impossible to believe her nonsense, and by the way, he slipped her into the room from the outside.

Immediately after, the door was slammed shut by him.

Fuyue has no chance to escape if she wants to.

She pursed her mouth and tried to be coquettish to Pei Yijiao.

"Jiaojiao, I'm super well-behaved, let's not lock the door, okay."

She won't expect the male protagonist to do sauce brewing to her.

"Sit down." Pei Yijiao stuffed her into a chair and sat down, then sat down on the other side of her.

Only then was Fuyue able to look around, with a desk made of mahogany in front of him, and a whole wall of bookshelves in front of him, and naturally the bookshelves were also full of books.

She was slightly surprised, and was turning her eyes to ask Pei Yijiao.

The pen in his hand fell on top of her head: "Look at what, write my homework." ”

Fuyue was stunned for a moment, blinking at him with big eyes and looking at him as if he was not joking, and she was about to cry with a pout.

"Jiaojiao, you weren't like this before."

Woo woo woo, return me to the male protagonist of the sand sculpture king's eight breath!

Pei Yijiao raised his eyebrows and stared at her with a smile: "Then tell me, what was I like before?" ”

Fu Yueru's eyelashes trembled, and she thought about it, snapping her fingers and saying, "You won't let me do my homework before, you don't like to study and love me more." ”

Pei Yijiao rolled his eyes, sat lazily on the stool with Erlang's legs crossed, and raised his eyes to stare at her.

"Have you been getting more and more presumptuous lately?" He suddenly got up and moved closer to her, and Fuyue was stunned by his sudden movements, staring at him.

The sweet scent of his body broke into the tip of his nose again, and Fuyue's fingertips moved, raising her eyes to look at him.

Laughed and said: "It's obviously your favorite, you can't blame me." ”

Pei Yijiao gritted his teeth, pressed his palm on the top of her head and rubbed it vigorously.

"Write to me, you won't have to sleep if you can't finish these questions."

Fuyue stared at him suddenly: "Jiaojiao, are you a beast?" ”