"Yan Yijun, I'm not angry, I think I need to clarify that I kissed you today not because I like you." Zhou Qiyin was hugged by him in his arms, and suddenly said with a serious face.

Thinking about this matter in my heart, it seems that there is a thorn.

Only then did she realize that her pajamas had been changed, and who else would be the person who helped her change her clothes.

She didn't even feel angry, and even forgot about it as if it hadn't happened, but the thought of being looked at by him made her feel uncomfortable.

In her scarce feelings, she is unable to express contradictory and complex feelings.

"Okay, little villain, I see, you don't like me at all, you just covet my beauty." Yan Yijun smiled lowly, his smile was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

He is not in a hurry to deny the words of the little villain, he has time to wait slowly.

"......" Zhou Qiyin didn't bother to explain.

"Then you eat mung bean cake to fill your stomach first, and there will be other breakfasts later." Yan Yijun put her down, his fingers skimmed over the hair, and it slipped smoothly from his hand.

The words fell, and the doorbell rang.

Yan Yijun walked slowly to the door, opened the door, and a waiter dressed as a boy pushed the dining cart in, looking delicate, and said in a respectful tone, "Hello, sir, the breakfast you ordered has arrived." ”

There is a wide variety of pastries and pastries, soup powders and porridge on the food truck.

Yan Yijun looked at him, saw him poking his head out, his eyes seemed to want to look inside, and his brows furrowed, "You can go." ”

The tone was cold, without a trace of emotion, it was obviously a magnetic voice, but it was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

"Yes." The waiter nodded in fear, and the dining cart was not pushed away, and left immediately.

Yan Yijun brought the pastry to the table, and there was a bowl of hot lean porridge, and when he looked back, he found that the little villain had finished eating the mung bean cake.

"Come and get some food."

"No food, no appetite." Zhou Qiyin shook his head, obviously not wanting to have more contact with Yan Yijun.

"You really don't eat it?" Yan Yijun raised his eyebrows, his eyes were imperceptibly cunning, and he asked rhetorically.

"Don't eat it." Zhou Qiyin refused again.

"If you don't eat it, then I'll eat you." Yan Yijun took a step, looking like she was going to eat her.

As for how to eat it, I'm afraid Yan Yijun knows best.

Zhou Qiyin was afraid that he would be taken advantage of again, so he immediately got up and nodded, "Then I can't eat it......"

Yan Yijun saw the well-behaved little villain, and took a look at it with relief, today she was wearing an off-white long skirt, with vertical hair draped behind her, just looking at the back was lustful. Cease. No. Yes.

This morning, she still changed her clothes from him, and she was fair-skinned. body, graceful body, delicate skin makes people love it.

Flow. Hooligans are flowing. Hooligans, stream. Hooligans can eat meat.

Sooner or later she will belong to him.

On the dining table, there is only the crisp sound of the spoon stirring lean porridge rubbing against the edge of the bowl.

Yan Yijun looked at her intently, as if she was admiring an oil painting, which looked very good no matter how she looked at it.

"Watch me do what?" Zhou Qiyin looked up and saw Yan Yijun's fiery gaze.

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me." Yan Yijun chuckled, not missing any opportunity to tease the little villain.

Zhou Qiyin choked, then his beautiful eyes swept over him, and teased, "Yan Yijun, your cheeks have been practiced since childhood, so thick." ”

"I guess I knew I would meet you when I was a child, so I practiced my face first." Yan Yijun smiled and smiled even brighter.