Chapter 290: Little Sister, Is It a Military Marriage? (9)
Possible...... Are you too tired?
Li Shaoyan didn't dig deeper, casually thought of a reason to appease himself, and went to take a shower.
This was just the beginning of Su Daji's plan, so he only used three points of flirtatious power, and his reaction was not particularly big, and after rushing cold water, he quickly calmed down.
Thinking that the little girl would not obediently write a review, and if she was locked up for a while, he would teach her a long lesson, so he went back to the study to deal with official business first.
When he received a call from the school's academic affairs office in the afternoon, Li Shaoyan was busy, but he still put down everything at hand and rushed from the military region in the dust.
Now that I am free, I dare not rest.
As the minutes ticked by, the moon hung high in the night sky, and the stars shone brightly.
When Li Shaoyan finished handling his business and went to see Su Daji again, he found that she had fallen asleep on the table.
"Alas......"
He let out a long sigh, opened the door, and walked in gently.
The youthful and invincible, beautiful and cute little man put his face directly on the desk very unvividly, half of his face was crooked, and even saliva flowed out.
The slender jade feet were loudly separated, and from Li Shaoyan's point of view, you could see the pink ** printed with red strawberries underneath.
Thinking of the reactions of his own body just now, he looked away a little unnaturally.
There were several crumpled paper balls scattered on the floor, and Li Shaoyan picked one up a little strangely and opened it to take a look.
On the crumpled paper, a fat-headed pig with big ears was drawn.
I picked up another one, and inside was an old turtle.
The only thing the two have in common is that there are three big words written on the door of their brains - Li Shaoyan.
One stroke at a time, extra hard.
It's like a person who writes, gritting his teeth and writing it, still on it, with a red pen, and punching a big X.
You can see how angry you are.
Li Shaoyan looked at the desk again.
Of course, there is no such thing as a review book.
There was only a piece of paper full of his own name, and "bastard", "old turtle", and "stinky tyrant".
It's dense, it's all swearing.
Is...... Childish.
The night wind blew the curtains, and Su Daji sniffled and shrunk her shoulders, as if she was a little cold.
Li Shaoyan was afraid that she would fall asleep here and catch a cold, so he bent over helplessly, picked her up, and went back to the room.
Removing her coat and trousers, his hand stopped, and he stopped continuing.
The white and tender snow skin is particularly eye-catching in the night, not to mention the perfect touch of soft tofu.
The rough fingertips were a little hot, and even the body temperature that Li Shaoyan felt that he had just taken a shower had risen a little.
He didn't understand.
In the past, even helping her take a bath was done by herself, and she had never seen anything on her body.
But today, just by seeing Guangguo's arms and a pair of slender long legs, his mouth became a little dry, and even his eyes were a little hot when his eyes swept over her bulging chest.
Are you sick?
Pulled the quilt and covered the delicate body that made him a little upset, and even tucked the corners of the quilt, Li Shaoyan got up and was about to leave.
However, Su Daji, who had been pretending to be asleep, how could he let him go so easily?
stretched out his hand, and grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Dad, don't go, don't leave the sour ......"
Li Shaoyan's legs couldn't move.