So he plans to sleep and hug one at night and another during the day?

And then rub it to someone's neck and kiss and bite?

Song Yixi listened to Wen Shiyu's natural answer, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he broke free of his hand, and slapped the soft pillow he was holding directly on his head.

I thought he was just a naïve dog man, but I didn't expect it to be striped. Dog!

"Song Yixi! I'm really going to be angry if you hit me again! ”

Wen Shiyu covered the two furry ears on the top of his head, and yelled at her with an ugly face.

Is this woman crazy enough to hit him in the head!

No one can hit him in the head, not even her!

"You love to be angry or not! Who cares about you! ”

She didn't lose his momentum in the slightest, turned around and walked out of the room.

Wen Shiyu stared at the direction she left, his hair slightly messy, and his face was inexplicable.

How did he mess with her?

It's against her, is this dead woman going to heaven!

The next day, Song Yixi didn't have to go out, and the casting director sent her a photo of the rookie actor, and she watched it while eating breakfast alone.

At this time, Wen Shiyu kicked open the bedroom door and walked out with a gloomy handsome face.

He stared at Song Yixi's back, this dead woman was afraid that she hadn't played a trick on him, his mind was full of her angry look, and he didn't fall asleep at all!

Seeing that Song Yixi didn't even look at him, Wen Shiyu kicked her chair hard when he passed by her.

Song Yixi leaned forward, turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

"What are you staring at, your eyes are not good at all!"

Song Yixi ignored him and dragged the chair to sit next to him.

Wen Shiyu's long legs stretched, and his gaze fell on her face, staring viciously.

After a while, Wu Sen came in from outside, carrying a large pile of breakfast in his hand and placing it on the table.

"Young Master, Miss Song, your breakfast."

"It's all mine, not hers!"

Wen Shiyu glanced at Song Yixi coldly.

She wouldn't let him eat it, and he wouldn't let her eat it.

This bad woman who lost her temper for no reason.

Song Yixi didn't even lift his eyelids, and after eating breakfast, he took the plate and washed it himself.

Wen Shiyu took a bite of the crab roe bun, and his fluffy tail swayed behind him.

"Young Master, Miss Song is still angry? What the hell is going on? Wu Sen asked Wen Shiyu in a whisper.

"Who knows!" This dead woman is now capable, and she will press on his head because she is good-looking.

One day he won't allow her to love him unrequited, and she won't have a place to cry!

"Miss Song doesn't seem to be talking to the young master anymore."

"Then I won't talk to her." See how long she can endure.

She likes him anyway!

That afternoon, the little girl who looked like a high school student was picked up again.

Song Yixi was reading a book on the sofa, and Wen Shiyu was staring at her with his head in one hand not far away.

Looking up, she saw the person coming in behind Wu Sen, and her eyes darkened.

"Young master, it's time."

Wen Shiyu's eyes were on Song Yixi's face, and he didn't know who he was talking to: "Come here." ”

The little girl seemed to understand, and walked timidly towards him with a red face.

Song Yixi slammed the book shut and walked out of the door with his legs raised.

She didn't want to see it at all.

Wen Shiyu followed her, and when he saw her go out, he took out his notebook with a cold face, and his slender fingers crackled and typed on it.

"Young Master Wen......" Only he and the little girl were left in the room, and the little girl pursed her lips and handed over the men's coat in the paper bag: "I have already washed it for you." ”