super perfect boyfriend

"Damn it." I blinked my eyes, and suddenly realized that I was still wearing pajamas.She also wore slippers on her feet.Although the pajamas are not leaking, but, but, but, it's Tutu with big ears, it's too childish.It's embarrassing enough to wear out.

"Han Mumu!!! I haven't changed my clothes yet!!!" I slapped the door viciously.damn it.Why doesn't Mrs. Chen open the door for me?

It was suddenly dark in front of my eyes, it turned out that Mumu threw the clothes from downstairs.It fit right on top of my head.A t-shirt and black jeans.Oh, hurry up and wear it.

When I was gesticulating with the clothes, I suddenly realized a problem... Should I be performing a strip show downstairs?

- - "Han Mumu!!! You bastard!!! How can I change my clothes downstairs. And shoes!!!" I yelled at the upstairs.He is definitely not my biological brother.

"...Han Diandian, don't go anymore. I'm going to the hospital tomorrow." After a moment of silence, I finally looked up and saw Han Mumu's gloomy face.

Then, a shoe slapped my pretty face unsuspectingly. - - Notice.is one.

I will say no more.Stepping on one shoe, throwing down his clothes and pants, crooked, swaying, and ran to the agreed place with him like a madman.

After running for about 10 minutes, I finally arrived.Panting heavily, I sat down on the ground.Scanning around.Huh?Where is Xia Ouchen?If he is not mentally handicapped, he should go first.It is roughly estimated that about three hours have passed since the appointed time.

"Han Diandian—" A gloomy voice suddenly came from behind.

"Here!" I was shocked, stood up quickly, and turned around embarrassingly.It really was Xia Ouchen.

"Why did you come here now." He said with a cold face, furious.

"You didn't go on a date with a woman." I said sourly.Hmph, you still have something to say about me.

"What woman! You are my woman!" He said every word, his expression seemed to be about to collapse.Because of his words, my face instantly turned red.

"Tch, didn't you just leave immediately after answering the phone? He also said that he would go on a date at night without even an explanation! What he said now is really nice." I curled my lips, and although I tried my best to suppress it, I still couldn't help it like a complaint little daughter-in-law.

"No way. You didn't come because of that phone call." His face looked much softer.There seems to be a tinge of joy.

"Of course." I raised my chin proudly, "I'm not some bastard who missed an appointment for sex." Then I showed him with my eyes that the bastard was him.

He suddenly chuckled, and I froze there.He is very handsome at night, his lavender hair has a kind of glint, his deep black eyes look mysterious and sensual in the dark night, he is wearing a black fashion coat with a sexy V-neck white shirt.He has a kind of coolness all over him.

My face suddenly turned red. Of course, with the help of the night, I wouldn't be so ashamed.

"Laughing hair." I turned my face away and muttered awkwardly.

Suddenly, a pair of hands took me into my arms.A warm breath quickly lingered around me, and the strong heartbeat made me feel a strong masculinity, as well as that seductive fragrance.I Han Diandian was dizzy for the nth time.Not even the strength to push him away.

Misogyny doesn't work on him at all.Sure enough, everything is dereliction of duty.

"You're jealous." His voice was low and hoarse.

"I didn't!" I retorted urgently.Who is jealous!Others don't.However, I would really like to hear his next explanation.That's how TV is played.

"The person on the other end of the phone is indeed my important woman." He suddenly said seriously.

"What!" I exclaimed, damn it, confessing affectionately to another woman in front of me, my heart tightened suddenly.I pushed him away.

"Because she is my mother." Then she said to me with ease.

"It's your mother... - -" I said with black lines all over my face, Xia Ouchen was messing with me, damn it, he just loves to see me suffer.Xia Ouchen's heart is the most poisonous.

"You misunderstood." He said softly, looking very gentle in the dark night.

"You didn't make it clear." I corrected him.

"You misunderstood." There was a slight crack in his soft voice.

"It's because you didn't make it clear." I corrected it again, I can't let him win this kind of question, it's a question about my IQ.