Zhao Mengyao was taken aback by Yangtian's abrupt scolding, the wig in her hand flew out, and she took half a step back and knocked down the vase on the coffee table, and the vase shook and fell to the ground, making a huge crisp sound, and falling apart.

Zhao Mengyao's eyes widened: "Yangtian, are you awake?" ”

"What are you doing? Bastard! ”

As soon as Zhao Mengyao wanted to explain, she heard the door behind her being pushed open, and Youtian rushed in, asking nervously, "Mengyao, what's wrong?!" ”

It seems that he heard the sound of the vase breaking just now, thinking that something happened to Zhao Mengyao. However, this is what the sky saw:

Zhao Mengyao stood in front of Yang Tian in a panic, Yang Tian was so upright that her eyebrows were raised, her clothes were disheveled, and her hands were tied.

How to look at it is so reverie.

The expression on Youtian's face was indescribable for a while, and his suspicious gaze wandered back and forth between Zhao Mengyao and Yangtian, and finally frowned slightly, and said, "I'm bothering you?" There was a hint of anger in his tone.

You must know that Youtian is usually a 10,000-year-old iceberg face, and his mood is invisible! Such a dark sky shows angry emotions, which can only prove that the anger value is really against the sky.

Although she didn't know why Youtian was angry, Zhao Mengyao hurriedly explained: "That! Not what you think!! I'm just helping her dress up as a woman! ”

Youtian was slightly stunned, stepped forward, and carefully looked at Yangtian, who was sitting on the sofa, with his hands tied, and his face was very ugly. Sure enough, I saw that Yang Tian's face at this time was a lot softer, more feminine, and he painted the makeup of a pink girl, which was not inconsistent at all. After putting on a wig, you probably won't be recognized as a boy when you walk down the street.

It's just such a cute face, but the expression is very vicious, and the eyes are so fierce that they seem to be trying to eat people.

"Poof." A slight laugh rang out.

Zhao Mengyao was stunned: "Youtian, are you smiling?!" ”

Youtian covered his lips with his right hand, and replied coldly, "No." You read it wrong. ”

"I hear it all! You're just laughing! ”

"I didn't, you heard me wrong."

"Smack." Yang Tian on the side couldn't bear it anymore, broke the rope that bound his wrist with his bare hands, walked to the side of the dressing mirror and took a look, two thick green tendons burst out of his forehead.

"Zhao, Meng, Yao! I think you're tired of it!! With a roar, Yang Tian sharpened his sword Huo Huo was about to catch Zhao Mengyao.

Zhao Mengyao had already quickly hid behind Youtian, and shouted in a panic: "Youtian! Escort !! ”

Youtian couldn't help but smile and replied gently, "Okay." As he spoke, he took her behind him.

Zhao Mengyao found a backer, even more lawless, poked out a small head from behind Youtian, and stuck out his tongue at Yangtian: "Slightly!" You're beating me! You can't beat me! Hahahaha! ”

Yang Tian clenched his fists and creaked, gritted his teeth and said, "Youtian, you get out of the way." ”

Yutian didn't speak, but shook his head firmly and stubbornly.

The sunny weather was itchy with teeth, but there was nothing to do with this arrogant little guy, and finally he was so angry that he threw his sleeves and left.

But when he left the room, he quietly raised his hand to wipe the lipstick on his lips, looked at the little peach pink on his fingertips, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

"What a fool, take the lipstick you used and ...... me it"

Isn't this an indirect kiss?