Su Ziyue looked at his strange appearance, and couldn't help but worry in her heart, she quietly stopped moving. "Wicked man, are you sick?" She asked worriedly, her delicate palm lightly covering his feverish forehead, wanting to see if he was having a fever.

"There's no fever," she said to herself, curiously.

"Idiot woman!" Dongfang Yanye glanced at her deeply, suddenly let out a low roar, and rose from her, jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom. After a while, I heard the sound of the water flowing.

Su Ziyue was sullen for a while, didn't this guy wake up yet, he was nervous early in the morning.

"Oh my God, it's over, I'm going to be late for class!" She sat up and casually glanced at the alarm clock, which was now half-past eight, and couldn't help but exclaim.

She jumped out of bed quickly, and hurried to the next room to change into a school uniform, but there was only one bathroom, and the guy was still grinding in it.

"Hey, wicked boy, hurry up, I'm going to be late for school!" "Bang bang bang," she shouted anxiously as she knocked on the door. And there was still the constant sound of water flowing inside, and Su Ziyue was sweating profusely.

She stepped up her knock on the door again, but at this moment the door opened, she didn't expect it, her right hand pinched into a hollow fist was horizontal in the air, she looked at the hot night in front of her, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva again, she felt that she would definitely squirt nosebleeds in the next second.

I saw that he was wearing an ink-colored bathrobe draped over his tall and strong body, but a loose belt was tied around his waist, the neckline of the robe was open, almost revealing his entire chest, and there were still a little drops of water sticking to his strong muscles.

His thick black hair was dripping with water along the scattered strands, and he just looked at him indifferently, evil and cold.

"Well, let's get it, okay?" Su Ziyue lowered her head and whispered, her cheeks flushed at the moment.

"Hmph, don't you forget that you are my maid and girlfriend, you can only call me Ye in the future, do you hear?" He said coldly.

Su Ziyue was stunned, "Hey, what's the matter?" She pouted unhappily.

"What, you want to resist?" He took a step closer to her and grabbed her wrist as if trying to crush it.

"It hurts, night!" She finally shouted, and a fine sweat broke out on her smooth forehead.

He let go of her and said, "After washing, go and prepare breakfast." Then he left.

Su Ziyue rubbed his wrist that was pinched by him, and exhaled reluctantly, this guy is so domineering and violent, and sexy and indifferent!

She came to the mirror to take a look, but the next second she found that there was a little bit of light red on her neck, which was the legendary "strawberry!" ”

"Oh my God!" She screamed, how can I go out to meet people, it's over, I can't go to school, what should I do, what should I do? She stomped back and forth in the bathroom, restless.

Ah, there you have it! Her eyes lit up, and then she quickly washed it, untied a ponytail and draped it off, and tied a purple ribbon around her neck, so that it should be OK to be fully armed. She felt a little better, and went downstairs to the kitchen to get busy.

After a while, she brought her best work, this time the poached egg was golden, it should be great, she raised her eyebrows and smiled confidently.

She placed the plate on a white marble cloth and filled the crystal cup with milk.

"Hey, breakfast." She was going to call him on the couch, who seemed to be watching the morning news.

But he glared at him fiercely, "Night, breakfast is ready." She immediately changed her words, like this, really unaccustomed to it.

I saw Dongfang Yanye stand up and walk towards the dining table elegantly, wearing white casual clothes that made him look handsome and extraordinary, chic and uninhibited.