Song Zhinuan went to cut a piece of cake for Yu Huaizhi, and his white and tender little face obviously flashed a ray of reluctance.

Yu Huaizhi tugged at the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but glance at the man leaning on the sofa, "Thank you...... Ah, then I won't bother, you ...... Random. ”

Eventually, he stood in the cold night with a small piece of cake in his hand.

There is a sense of sadness.

He looked at the apartment, and as if he was melancholy, he lit a cigarette, took a heavy puff, and exhaled the smoke, "! Lao Tzu, what is this picture? ”

The house is gone, the beauty is let out, and I can only go to the hotel in the middle of the night?

Yu Huaizhi didn't feel happy after thinking about it, he couldn't be so dumb, right?

After holding back the bad idea for a long time, the corners of his mouth suddenly couldn't stop picking up, and he directly took out his mobile phone and called a number.

"Didn't you ask where your brother was? If you come here, I'll tell you the address right now. ”

The other side was obviously very excited, but he still calmed down, "Why do I think you are a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken?" ”

Yu Huaizhi spit out a circle of smoke, his eyes were confused, and he smiled a little flat, "You're not coming?" If you don't come, you will hang. ”

There was obviously a frown over there, and his tone was a little rushed, "Don't talk nonsense, give me the address, I have had a few performances recently, and I'll go over when I'm done." ”

Yu Huaizhi smiled with slender eyes, "Okay, brother will pick you up then." ”

"My brother only has one." There was a cold snort over there, revealing arrogance.

Yu Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, silently smiling but not smiling, and the brothers owed the same mouth.

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In the warm room, Song Zhinuan took off his coat and went to eat cake happily.

The white cream rubbed against the corners of his mouth, like a little flower cat.

He sat quietly reading a book, with the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Song Zhinuan looked up at Bai Chumo, and then carefully cut a piece and wanted to hand it to him, but as soon as he got up, he accidentally rushed straight forward with his left foot and right foot.

He just raised his head, but before he could react, a small soft ball was pressed down on his head and face.

It fell directly into his arms, not heavy, soft, like a pillow that felt very good.

He looked down and saw Song Zhinuan planted in his arms, and the cake in his hand fell directly on him.

Song Zhinuan raised his head and saw him staring at her with his eyebrows raised, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and he wanted to get up at a loss.

"yes, I'm sorry, I'll get up right away......"

The little guy is obviously shy and embarrassed, his movements are a lot clumsy, and he wants to hold on to the sofa on the side to get up, but he doesn't know if it's embarrassment or what, but he can't stand up with soft feet.

I just got up halfway and fell back.

Fell back into his arms.

"Hold, I'm sorry......" Song Zhinuan was even more scrambled. In this way, he rubbed in his arms several times.

In the end, the little face turned red, and the little mouth was pursed, and there were no tears to cry.

Bai Chumo watched her fall back into his arms again and again, and gradually, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but pick up.

He smiled, as if the flowers were blooming all over the place, his eyebrows and eyes were inexplicably dyed a little frivolous, and the originally embarrassing atmosphere suddenly became a little more colorful.

The bones of the crispy man are soft.

"Forget it." The man seemed to sigh softly, and his voice was clear and beautiful.

Song Zhinuan looked at him confused and at a loss.

He reached out directly and sat up with one hand around her small waist, making her much more stable.

But it pressed her whole body even more against his warm chest.