Yin Shaoyu smiled and said, "I know, don't worry, I don't dare to say anything about trust, but the trust between me and Xiaoxiao is different from others. ”

After all, they have grown up together since childhood, and they have been so close since childhood, this trust has long been ingrained.

This is something that no one else will understand.

Seeing him say this, there was a smile in his eyes, and he said, "I advise you not to sleep with Xiaoxiao tonight, and find an excuse to sleep on the sofa." ”

With that, he waved his hand and walked back to his room.

Yin Shaojie stood in place and sighed, this is really a sweet and torturous thing.

He also has a little headache, and he feels that tonight's little is particularly active, if he goes back and hugs him again, how can he refuse?

……

When he returned to his room, he saw a small lump on the bed.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xiao Tuanzi squirmed and moved to the corner.

Ye Sijue's long legs walked over quickly, and hugged Xiao Tuanzi in time when she was about to fall out of bed.

"Be careful." His sensual voice reached her ears through the quilt.

Mo Xiaomeng felt so bored and struggled inside.

Ye Sijue couldn't help but be amused by her like this, and reached over with his big hand to help her tear off the quilt, "Why are you wrapping yourself up?" PLAYING COSPLAY GAMES? ”

Mo Xiaomeng's face was so suffocated that her face was red, and when she came out, she was like a dehydrated fish, breathing heavily.

Ye Sijue looked at her red face, and only felt like a peach, making people want to take a bite.

He had never treated himself badly, so he held her little face and kissed her on the cheek.

Mo Xiaomeng was stunned and wanted to struggle, but her posture was a little strange, which made her not struggling, so she could only let Ye Sijue on her face, as if she wanted to suck out a flower.

What is he doing?

Just as he was wondering, his thin lips moved, leaned over to her little pink lips, and kissed them accurately.

"Hmm-" She was pressed against the bed, her little fist slamming into his shoulder.

Ye Sijue didn't go deeper, just tasted the honey in her little mouth, and let her go.

"Come on, it's time to rub the medicine." His voice is as magnetic and melodious as a piano.

However, Mo Xiaomeng jumped up in fright as if she had heard thunder, and wanted to run away.

No!

She doesn't want to rub the medicine!

Want to escape?

Ye Sijue's beautiful thin lips pursed into a smile, and with a stretch of his long arms, he grabbed her ankles and pulled her back.

Mo Xiaomeng was struggling on the bed, clapping with her hands, and whimpering, "I'm all right, I don't need to rub the medicine!" ”

How could he do that!

She knew, he did it on purpose, because it was fun to play tricks on her, wasn't it?

You think she's funny when she rubs the medicine, don't you?

This scoundrel!

Mo Xiaomeng pouted and stared at him unhappily, "You can't be like this." ”

"What can't you do?" Ye Sijue looked at her with a smile and deliberately asked back.

Mo Xiaomeng, "......"

How could she say that?

"You, you're too ...... It's too ......," she stammered, and there Chinese were fewer words in her little head, and she was even more confused at this time, unable to think of what words to use to scold him.

"Too what?" Nightlord continued to ask.

"It's so sexy!" Mo Xiaomeng blurted out.

Ye Sijue raised his eyebrows, "Too sexy? ”

Mo Xiaomeng's little face was swollen and red, and she nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Yes!" It's just too sexy! You—You know what I'm...... The wound on the thigh is already healed, and it doesn't hurt anymore, why do you still need me to rub the medicine? ”