But Forestry was thinking a little too much at this time, and he always felt that the back of the red-clothed work was a little dazzling, and his overly familiar behavior made it seem as if she was the mistress of the house.

But if he is asked to rush to do these things, he can't do it, although he said that he would do it when he was here before, but it feels completely different when he grabs it, and it looks like a harem competing for favor.

He laughed out loud at the thought of this.

This laugh made Chixiao laugh terribly, as if he was caught by Zhenggong in the middle of the bed.

"What are you laughing at?"

The sneer on Forestry's face had not yet dissipated, and the side face drawn by the last trace of the sunset looked a little gloomy.

Chixiao's brain was originally confused, but now he is completely refreshed.

"Why?"

Forestry didn't speak, turned around and walked out.

Chixiao raised his leg to keep up, walked too quickly and bumped into Forestry's back, Forestry reached out to help him, and then pulled his wrist without letting go.

At first, Chixiao didn't feel anything, but when he saw that he didn't let go, he felt uncomfortable.

The pedestrians on the side of the road, although most of them were busy worrying about their lives with their heads down, and they didn't have time to take care of their trivialities, Chi Xiao just felt that many pairs of eyes fell on him.

He tried to struggle a few times, but he couldn't get rid of it, so he could only continue walking after the forestry.

Looking at it, he was a little fascinated by this back.

Today's young people either bow their heads on their mobile phones, even if they are academic tyrants like forestry, they are hunched over because they bury their heads in reading and writing, but forestry is different.

He's different.

He always kept his back straight, like a sword, and like a tree towering into the sky.

Chixiao followed him, his wandering gaze gradually falling on Forestry's back.

Walking to a park, the last rays of the setting sun disappear into the city, and the forestry looks back, behind which are the warm lights of the streetlights.

Chixiao's gaze didn't have time to retract, and collided with him.

"What's wrong?"

Forestry looked at him, against the light, unable to see what expression on his face.

He asked.

"What do you think is the difference between a man and a woman?"

At that moment, the standard answer that came to Chixiao's mind was - in my eyes, there are no men and women, it is you and other people.

But he didn't say it directly, and his eyes drifted into the distance.

"What are you talking about?"

"Isn't the difference between men and women still obvious?"

Forestry smiled and didn't speak.

He didn't have the heart to disperse at this step, and he went back with Chixiao.

The studio expanded, the computer room and bedroom were separated, and he also had his own bedroom.

He and Chixiao didn't say anything, and went back to their respective rooms to rest.

He was a little busy, and when he was about to open the door, he noticed a glimmer of light through the crack in the door opposite.

I don't know where I learned the evil way, he didn't make a sound or turn on the light, opened a crack, and stared outside.

The red dress came out with the door open, this girl was also cruel to herself, wearing only a silk nightdress on a cold day, and the semi-transparent fabric covered the concave and convex body curves.

"Brother Long."

Knock knock.

She's knocking on the door of forestry.

"Brother Long."

This delicate voice makes the bones of those who listen to it crispy.

But Brother Long inside the door is obviously not human.

Chixiao got up when he heard this, and all the strength of the little wine he had just drunk came up.

He opened the door, didn't pay close attention to what the beautiful girl outside was wearing, and yelled at the face of the red dress with heavy makeup.

"How many times have Lao Tzu said that if you want to start the live broadcast in the middle of the night, anyway, a few of us are sleeping to death, and we can't wake up if we are noisy, but you have been getting more and more excessively lately, what are you doing when you get up in the middle of the night and knock on Lao Tzu's door?"

Chapter 316