Shang Yan saw the shock in her eyes, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised: "If you catch a cold, Mom should be distressed again." ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and secretly glanced up at him again, Shang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his movements were very light.

In the warm light, his skin was unusually white, and his smooth face was angular and cold, revealing a handsome and almost demonic aura everywhere.

Shang Yan noticed that Cheng Xiaoxiao was peeking at him, and the smile at the end of his eyes deepened.

The woman's hair was black and translucent, shining in the light, very soft, and the long hair was draped around the waist, which had a different kind of beauty.

After blowing her hair, Shang Yan put her things aside, pulled up a wisp of her hair with a hook of her fingers, and wrapped it around her hand twice as if it were a pastime.

Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile when she looked at his movements: "How old is Mr. Shang, why is he still as naïve as a child." ”

She glared at him with a little face the size of a slap, then tugged at the hair in his hand.

"If you break these hairs of mine, I'll cut your hair off!" Cheng Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue at him.

Shang Yan saw the tip of her pink tongue, her eyes sank, with gloom: "If you don't sleep so late, you won't be able to live in a year, I'm afraid you will become bald, and you still care if I play with you with a hair or two?" ”

"Didn't Mr. Shang also not sleep, I became bald, wouldn't Mr. Shang become a little old man?" Cheng Xiaoxiao turned to look at him, pulled the person up and pushed him out of the door.

As she spoke, she probably thought of such a picture, and she couldn't help laughing.

Shang Yan looked at the woman's bright smile, and let her pull her away, forgetting to think for a while.

Cheng Xiaoxiao's delicate little hand waved: "Mr. Shang, in order not to be bald, I have to go to bed early, and I won't accompany me." ”

After she finished speaking, she slammed the door shut, showing no mercy.

What is this man crazy about in the middle of the night? didn't go to his Lin Qian for recreation, but found her here, isn't it annoying!

Shang Yan stood outside the door and recalled Cheng Xiaoxiao's expression just now, and did not leave for a long time.

He felt that he was really sick, and he was treated like that by that woman, but he didn't have a trace of anger in his heart, but he still felt very happy.

After descending the stairs, Shang Yan sniffed the fragrance on his fingertips with a retrospective taste, exactly the same as the fragrance of the woman's hair.

This night, Cheng Xiaoxiao slept well, but she had a not very good dream.

In a dream.

After sorting out all the information explained by Shang Yan, she prepared to go to the office.

After opening the door, I saw Lin Qian sitting on the table with the man holding his waist, his face was blushing, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Looking at Lin Qian's shiny lips, he didn't have to guess to know what the two of them had just done.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was subconsciously stunned in place, and the information in her hand was scattered.

Shang Yan glanced at her with disgust, and said coldly, "Get out." ”

Lin Qian leaned shyly on the man's arm, looking like a bird.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was probably stimulated, and suddenly sat up and lifted the quilt.

It took a long time for me to recover.

The birds chirped outside, and after she put on her slippers and went down to open the curtains, the sun shone in and was exceptionally warm.

"Whew, it turned out to be a dream." Cheng Xiaoxiao's delicate little face has indescribable emotions.

Why are dreams so real? It's scary, it's frightening.