Chapter 52: Like Me Like Me, Or Like Me?

The words had already been spoken, and Shi Yuan pretended to be calm and covered Yan Yao's hand holding her chin, and pushed it with some force.

"It hurts."

Yan Yao sneered: "Lao Tzu didn't use any force. ”

The man's hand let go, and Shi Yuan wanted to withdraw from his arms, but Yan Yao didn't let him.

"Like me like this?"

He repeated what Shi Yuan had just said, his eyebrows and eyes were unruly and unruly, and his dark pupils were hot.

The flush crept up the pinna, and I wished I felt the sound of my heart.

"Let go of me."

Being watched by so many people, Shi Yuan longed to dig a crack and bury himself in a hole.

Yan Yao wrapped his arms around her waist, smiled miserly, and lowered his head and kissed her fiercely on the lips.

All the senses seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only the heat of the lips when they touched each other.

The man clasped her hand domineeringly and strongly, and clasped his fingers together.

Shi Yuan covered his mouth with his injured hand, and his eyelashes trembled violently.

The emotion in Yan Yao's eyes slowly became intense.

The female store manager took the card handed over by Yan Yao and quickly helped to check out.

Shi Yuan wanted to pull back his hand that was held by Yan Yao.

The boy stared at her coldly: "Don't let go." ”

Shi Yuan bit his lip, this person is too domineering.

I couldn't help but kiss her, she wasn't angry yet.

Feeling Yan Yao's anger, Shi Yuan puffed out his cheeks.

Out of the western restaurant, Yan Yao didn't speak, took her hand and walked forward.

Shi Yuan squatted down on the spot, and the hand that couldn't be pulled back made her choose to give up on herself.

"Your hands are sweaty, wipe them."

The voice of the exit is soft, and the tone of command is like that of a coquette.

Shi Yuan lowered his head, and his heart was in a mess.

Yan Yao lifted the hem of the sweatshirt, wiped the sweat from the girl's palm, and buttoned it again.

Shi Yuan pursed his lips: "Just now-"

"You just confessed to me."

Yan Yao's gaze seemed to pierce her.

Shi Yuan buried his head, and his face was red and red.

Yes, she just said in front of many people that she likes Yan Yao like this.

Yan Yao's chin tightened, and his eyes revealed danger: "Want to regret it?" ”

Shi Yuan raised his eyes, and the man stared at her condescendingly: "It's late." ”

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In the flower shop, Yan Yao glanced at the flowers that looked similar under the warm recommendation of the clerk.

I picked up several branches in a row.

Shi Yuan looked at Yan Yao's straight male aesthetics and strange color matching flowers and looked away.

"Wrap it up."

The bouquet was wrapped, and the boss saved the incompetence and looked at Shi Yuan silently.

I'm sorry young lady, your boyfriend's aesthetic is too strange.

Shi Yuan looked at the flower in Yan Yao's arms and turned his face away again.

It's ugly.

The single one is very good-looking, and the combination is really ugly and crying.

Yan Yao picked up the flower after checking out, and looked at Shi Yuan with a straight look.

Shi Yuan thought he was asking for opinions, and seriously expressed his evaluation: "It's too ugly." ”

If someone receives such an ugly flower, they must be in a bad mood.

Yan Yao stared at her: "Lao Tzu likes it." ”

Shi Yuan took a deep breath.

The flower was stuffed into his arms, and Yan Yao stared at the wishes.

"I don't want it."

Shi Yuan stuffed the flower back into Yan Yao's arms.

Yan Yao snorted: "Who said it was for you." ”

Shi Yuan looked sullenly at the flower in his arms, and his mood became inexplicably irritable.

"You didn't give it to me, you stuffed it into my arms?"

Yan Yao's fierce tone made Yan Yao raise his eyebrows: "Go on." ”

Shi Yuan hugged the flowers, and threw them on the ground with hatred, and his tone was not good: "Continue what?" ”

Yan Yao stared at her: "Confession." ”

Shi Yuan gritted his back molars and didn't say a word.

"Abs for you to touch."

Shi Yuan's gaze involuntarily looked at Yan Yao's waist and abdomen.

"Sleep for you."

The coaxing tone made the flower shop clerk endure the fear and went to look at the boy who was quite unruly, and the boy lowered his head and coaxed him too much.

Choked on saliva, Shi Yuan coughed violently, and the flower in his arms trembled.

Yan Yao leaned over the girl's ear, and his low voice was bewitching: "Like me like this, or like me?" ”

Shi Yuan's whole person warmed up and grabbed his ears.

The owner of the flower shop lowered his presence and silently went outside to carry the flower pots.

I want to bite my lip.

The girl's mist-like eyes in the mountains were hidden by long curled eyelashes.

The boy's eyes deepened, and the tip of his tongue touched his teeth and asked again: "Do you like me like this, or do you like me?" ”

The hot air sprayed in his ears made Shi Yuan pluck up the courage to look at the bottom of Yan Yao's eyes.

"Do you like me?"

She heard her own voice.

It was quiet for two seconds.

Yan Yao hooked his lips: "I don't like you, Lao Tzu will kiss you?" ”

There seems to be a "knock knock" sound from the place of the heart.

Shi Yuan stuffed the bouquet in his arms back into Yan Yao's arms.

"Are you a pro, it's obviously gnawing."

The accusatory voice made Yan Yao's throat roll.