"Che'er, that's right, let you be more attentive than the other, in the end, although you taste infinite deliciousness, you are not as intimate as me."

Lan Jingyao continued to maintain his example of a good man, taking off the hatred on his girlfriend's feet, they were disgusted to the limit and put his girlfriend's feet in their arms, gently pressed and rubbed them with their hands, and asked with a pampered face:

"Che'er, are you comfortable?"

"Uh-huh."

The two sang and harmonized.

Because the two of them deeply despise their partners who have played since they were children and treat women as clothes, of course, Lan Jingyao's thoughts were all instilled into by Su Che'er.

Mo Jiyan took the opportunity to tease.

"Yao, is the dominant power in that matter at night also in the hands of your family Che'er?"

"Go!"

Su Che'er picked up the pillow behind her and threw it at him.

"Oh, you see, I said it, and acquiescence is equivalent to admitting!"

Mo Jiyan caught the pillow, raised his hand, and smashed it towards Lan Jingyao, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth.

How do you know, Lan Jingyao's eyes quickly slammed into the cat's waist, and smoothly dodged the catastrophe, and the pillow flew over his head after a graceful arc in the air, and happened to land on a certain woman who was walking here with a tray in his hand.

"Bang dang."

Bang.

"Ahh

Shocked.

The cups and jars on the tray rolled down to the ground in an instant, broken and broken, flowing and flowing, and the utensils became rivers......

A certain woman looked at the mess scattered all over the ground, and looked at Yi Beihan with cold eyes over there, with an innocent face......

This, this......

Master, don't be angry, I'm wronged!

A heart cried.

"Idiot."

Yi Beihan glanced at her and said coldly.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and pick up the pieces on the ground! ”

"Yes, yes."

Xia Yan hurriedly squatted down, and found that the skirt was too short and might run out, so he knelt on the ground and bent down to pick up the glass slag.

Yi Beihan looked back and saw that Lan Jingyao's gaze was staring in a certain direction for a moment, and he followed his line of sight.

A woman's loose neckline leaks inside and out—out of the big—beautiful scenery.

She was unconscious?

Or, did she do it on purpose?

Damn, how could he use the word beautiful?

It must be deliberate, cheap. Person! How dare you seduce a man right under his nose!

Yi Bei stood up coldly and came to Xia Yan with a gloomy face.

"Stupid, what do you want you to do?"

Without hesitation, he raised one foot and landed on the back of Xia Yan's hand that was picking up glass slag.

"Ah, it hurts."

Xia Yan exclaimed in pain.

Yi Beihan stared at her with indescribable disgust in his dark eyes, and his toes slowly turned.

A sharp tingling sensation instantly spreads to the nerves throughout the body.

"Don't, it hurts, it hurts............"

Xia Yan raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, and he pleaded with a humble expression.

"Han, what kind of play are you singing?"

Mo Jiyan walked over and couldn't help frowning when he saw the bright red blood flowing from the palm of Xia Yan's hand.

Why do you have such a big deal of fire with a slave?

What's more, it was indeed the pillow she threw that hit her.

"Even if the company makes a profit and loses, there is no need to play such a sad and bitter drama in front of us, right? Big deal, I'll take you out to dinner. ”

Mo Jiyan patted Yi Beihan's back and said faintly.

"What did you say?"

Yi Beihan raised an eyebrow.

"Yao, do you say he's still our buddy, Yi Beihan?"

Mo Jiyan asked Lan Jingyao behind him with an exaggerated expression.

How did Young Master Yi, who has always been generous, become so picky?

Lan Jingyao shook his head seriously.