High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 688 He is in charge of raising and petting
Yang Moyan felt that the boy was really skinny again.

His chin was raised, and he was not in a hurry to take away the opponent's hand.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly in that position, and said in a slow and orderly tone, "Is your kissing skills bad? The little brother in front of you seems to have forgotten something. The person who was kissed to sleep last time is not qualified to kiss." Say this."

Was reversed.

But Lin Zhaoxia is still fearless.

The unreasonable still pursed her lips, "They are all asleep, which means that the kiss from my little wife... I really don't feel it."

Even a man would feel very uncomfortable about being questioned about this kind of thing.

The same goes for Yang Moyan.

However, for the one who has never shown his emotions easily, he just pulled his lips lightly and let out a light sigh, then grabbed the boy's hand that was pinching his chin, and brought it into his arms with force, "No feeling? Then let's review it once."

Eyelids twitched.

The legendary sixth sense told Lin Zhaoxia again.

The phrase 'review' that Young Master Yang said will definitely not be a good experience.

This is not what it used to be.

Lifting it up can really set the backyard on fire.

Seeing that the general situation was not good, the boy immediately gave up.

But the momentum is still not lost, the arc of the corner of the lips is still hooked evilly, "There is no need to review, it's getting late, good night, good night."

After finishing speaking, he jumped out of Yang Moyan's embrace neatly and slipped away.

Of course.

If young master Yang wants to trap the young man, it is not impossible.

But the boy was really tired today.

My eyelids are fighting when I eat.

It's not that he didn't see it.

Anyway, the sweetness is also eaten, so he is not in a hurry for the rest.

Letting the boy go back to his room and close the door, he smiled lowly and began to clean up the mess on the table.

Day two.

With Yang Moyan in the boy's apartment, the boy would never be hungry every morning.

The moment after washing and changing clothes to go out.

I saw Young Master Yang changed into brand new clothes.

Black pants and white shirt with tie.

Casual attire.

This time, his sleeves were half rolled up, revealing half of his white arm, leaning against the wall, holding a glass of milk in his hand.

Seeing the boy come out, he looked indifferent as usual, and passed the milk in his hand, "The time is just right. It's warm. There are sandwiches on the table, and the medicine is on the sandwiches."

"It's medicine again..."

Lin Zhaoxia pursed her lips.

The dull hair on the top of the head today finally fell down, lying obediently between the hairs.

But after taking the medicine yesterday, when I washed this morning, I found that the little red spots on my face had disappeared.

There are still some on the arms.

The back of the neck is still there.

But the color is much lighter, not so red anymore.

to be frank.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't know why she was allergic.

Seafood has always been a taboo for her, so she naturally won't touch it lightly.

But he didn't know the rest.

And Yang Moyan was thinking about this right now.

Since knowing that the teenager is allergic to seafood, and the last incident was so big.

He has always avoided all seafood ingredients.

But the boy was still allergic for some reason.

But fortunately, it was only minor and not life-threatening.

But Yang Moyan still kept something in his heart.

It seems that when it comes to food for teenagers in the future, we must also figure out the place of mutual generation and restraint.

For Young Master Yang.

He still has a lot of energy to raise a teenager.

It doesn't matter how delicate the teenager is.

Shouldn't his teenager be like this?

He is responsible for raising and petting.

She just went to flaunt her life wantonly and arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)