High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1878 I heard that you are very sweet, let me try
Yang Moyan glanced at the young man, his cheeks were pinched, and his speech was a little unclear, "What are you doing?"

Lin Zhaoxia pretended to be cruel: "Punish you!"

Yang Moyan's face was pinched, but he still raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you going out later?"

"What are you going out for? What time is it? You don't even look at it."

"Go out to eat?" Yang Moyan started to play chess.

"Go to hell, eat something at home."

The young man who didn't know that Yang Moyan started to play chess was still pinching Young Master Yang's cheek.

The delicate skin on the fingertips made Lin Zhaoxia reluctant to let go.

Tsk, how can there be a boy with such good skin.

It really made her, a girl, envious of her real name registration.

But before she finished feeling in her heart, Young Master Yang in front of her raised her hand and took her hand off, and held it in his own.

The other party seemed to be whispering something, Lin Zhaoxia listened intermittently, because the voice was too low, even though the room was very quiet: "Then...you can close the chess."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows just as she was about to ask a question.

A certain Young Master Yang suddenly raised his head.

then.

In the next second, that handsome face was magnified countless times before his eyes.

And Lin Zhaoxia herself was sitting by the bed.

This time it was all right, he was thrown directly by Young Master Yang, and then crushed under him.

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."

Lin Zhaoxia moved her wrist, only to find that her wrist was still being held by the other party.

"Are you making trouble again?" Lin Zhaoxia's tone was helpless again.

Yang Moyan frowned: "I didn't."

"You often say that."

"To shut up."

Lin Zhaoxia smiled, completely pampered, "Okay, shut up."

And then really shut up.

But Yang Moyan pursed his lips, "It always makes me angry."

Lin Zhaoxia said that she would not take the blame, "I don't..."

Yang Moyan frowned again: "I told you, shut up."

Lin Zhaoxia looked at him, curled the corners of her lips, and finally closed them obediently.

Yang Moyan said: "The body is more important than the study."

The curvature of the young man's lips suddenly twitched, sweet words came out of his mouth, and when he caught the opportunity, it was a good time to confess: "Nothing is as important as you."

"What did you say, let you speak? En?"

A certain young master lowered his voice.

Lin Zhaoxia looked at him again, surrendered, "Okay, don't speak anymore."

"Then what else?"

"..."

At this moment, Young Master Yang, Lin Zhaoxia only felt that he was extremely childish.

Hey, hey, young master, you are a high-cold person, you can't just say you collapse!
Lin Zhaoxia thought of this, and was about to say something, but when a young master who was holding her down saw that she was about to speak again, his brows frowned in an instant, as if he was quite dissatisfied with what she said just now, and said in a low voice: "Little liar, you want to talk again if you don't speak after you've agreed?"

Lin Zhaoxia opened her eyes wide, "I didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, seeing the smile in Young Master Yang's eyes, the boy realized that he had been tricked.

Lin Zhaoxia snorted immediately, "Master, are you still digging traps?"

Yang Moyan smiled lowly, "You are allowed to play with words, and I am not allowed to trap you?"

Lin Zhaoxia really wanted to say no.

It's a pity I didn't have that chance.

Because as soon as her lips moved, Young Master Yang's lips pressed down.

"I heard that you are quite sweet, I'll try it. Also, did you hear what Zhizhi said? You need to rest more. Close your eyes and sleep."

The tip of a certain young master's tongue followed Lin Zhaoxia's words, and directly pressed against Lin Zhaoxia's white teeth, and then began to sweep, and finally sucked the tip of her tongue numb...

Lin Zhaoxia: ...:) What the hell?Do you have a taste?Let me go, I want to fight you!
(End of this chapter)