When I was a child, a relative joked that Wen Yihuan was obviously a thin little girl, but her earlobes were round and full, and she would definitely be a blessed person in the future.

Ye Nantian also seemed to like her earlobes very much, her teeth and the tip of her tongue took turns grinding on the soft small piece, and from time to time in her mouth, the unusual burning heat in her mouth wrapped her tightly, as if there was an electric current rushing from the tip of her ear to the end of the nerve, which made Wen Yihuan tremble suddenly.

Earlobe...... It seemed to be more sensitive than she had imagined.

She is 28 years old this year, but she has hardly had contact with the opposite sex, even Han Cheng, the two have always been rude, and there has been no substantial progress. So, to this day, it is the first time for her to experience the feeling of being attacked so mercilessly.

Taking advantage of Wen Yihuan's distraction, Ye Nantian's hand had already stripped off her outer cover, and the shirt inside was also untied to the mouth of her heart, and the skin of a large piece of fair skin was slightly granulated under the touch of Ye Nantian's palm. Wen Yihuan's lips were half open, breathing as hard as a person drowning in spring water, and finally used all his self-control to block Ye Nantian's movements before completely losing the line of defense.

"Not good."

Her voice was low, and although it still trembled with a bit of physical excitement, her tone revealed an indescribable decisiveness.

Ye Nantian slowly withdrew his hand, his chest also rose and fell, but he twisted his thick eyebrows unhappily because he was suddenly interrupted, but the corners of his beautifully shaped eyes drooped slightly, and he was a little aggrieved.

"What's bad?"

Without answering first, Wen Yihuan buttoned his shirt again, moved a few inches into the bed slightly, and avoided Ye Nantian's shackles, before he spoke: "You also call it confession?" ”

Ye Nantian was confused, and after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that Wen Yihuan was talking about his sentence "Do you like me". The corners of his mouth twitched, and he pulled Wen Yihuan's sleeve and said, "What's wrong, I'm serious." ”

"Seriously?" Wen Yihuan raised her eyebrows, she wanted to refuse directly, but she felt that Ye Nantian was really simple and cute in some aspects, "My career was frustrated, I drank too much wine, and I tried to drink and mess with sex, even if I confessed in this case, everyone else said that I love you, and you in turn made me like you, isn't it too much?" ”

Suddenly, the ambiguous atmosphere was almost gone, and Wen Yihuan felt as if she was teaching a student how to confess to herself, such a strange illusion made her cry and laugh in her heart.

Ye Nantian took advantage of her to speak, and slowly rubbed it over again. He is a man of 1.87 meters, but Wen Yihuan's bed is a single bed, and the two of them are on the bed at the same time, so they have to squeeze together.

A sentence of drunken disorder seems to have relieved Ye Nantian's drunkenness a lot. He slapped his head sideways a few times, pursed his mouth and said, "That...... I'm sorry I lost control for a while...... Usually I don't do that! It's true! ”

Of course it's true, in the past few years that he has been mixed in society, he has been in the midst of thousands of flowers, and the leaves don't stick to his body, which is not good or not at all that ordinary men can do!

"However, when you like someone, you do want her to like yourself too. The major setbacks in my life and my liking of you are two different things. ”

His words were convincing and his expression was sincere, but his eyes were a little hazy because of drunkenness, and his cheeks were slightly red. But Wen Yihuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all. Just said that so much is considered that she is off, Ye Nan is in his early 20s, he is not sensible, he is too naïve, it is understandable. But he is 28 years old, and if he still messes around with him, it is called losing his mind.

"Alright, let's not talk about that." She pretended not to see the little milk dog's pitiful eyes, and said lightly, "Let's think about how to figure out the mystery of your transformation, and how to solve the matter of you being refrigerated." ”

The two of them sat there for a while, neither of them offering any constructive advice. Maybe it was really because he drank too much wine, Ye Nantian's head sank, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep directly.

Wen Yihuan looked at his side face leaning on his shoulder, his nose was very straight, his eyelashes were curled, and when he didn't speak, he poured a little simple and bright childishness, and the appearance of a mature man could be faintly seen from his delicate but not feminine facial features.

"It's naïve." She lowered her voice and muttered to herself, but what she said was not Ye Nantian's face, but what he said tonight.

Okay, it's really late, so let's go to bed first.

Wen Yihuan thought so, carefully put Ye Nantian, who was unconscious, on the bed, and lay down together. Ye Nantian suddenly turned over, his chin pressed against the top of her hair, and his arms unconsciously wrapped around her from behind, like a child hugging a beloved pillow.

Turn off the lights, the suburbs are already extremely quiet, Wen Yihuan listened to the steady breathing of the people around him, and suddenly felt that if one day, Ye Nan really returned to his body, and returned to the life that was sought after by thousands of people in the past, the person who was the least accustomed to it was probably himself.

In the early morning, Wen Yihuan woke up to the sound of the little milk dog cooing.

Ye Nantian tilted his little furry head innocently, and when he saw that she was awake, he snorted a few more times and licked her face uncontrollably.

"Damn it...... You wouldn't be, you can only transform at night, right? Wen Yihuan just woke up, only to feel her temples jumping, she watched the puppy nod like pounding garlic, resigned herself to the fate of her somewhat unkempt hair behind her ears, sighed and said, "Okay, take advantage of today and Sunday, I don't have to go to work, let's discuss how to solve your problem, since you can't talk, then use that to talk to me." ”

Ye Nantian followed her fingers and looked at it, what she said was the computer on the desk, which was also the most valuable electrical appliance in the whole room.

He was indeed drunk last night, but he didn't break anything, he remembered everything he said and did clearly, and alcohol was only a catalyst in the end. Thinking of last night, he couldn't help but look at the computer, and then look down at his fleshy hairy paws.

Wen Yihuan...... Isn't it because he needs to type with those paws?!

She's taking revenge! Get you back!