Pretty girl and school grass live together

Fan Mingzhuo pinched her face, "Don't look so painful, can you? Make me feel so guilty." In fact, he wanted to say that his heart hurts, but someone wants to save face.

"Who called you a beast." Ban Xiaoyi pouted.

"Who told you to let other boys kiss, next time, hum." Someone began to grind his teeth.

Ban Xiaoyi didn't think he was jealous, she could only say that he was angry, because he always wanted to take revenge on her, she made him so ashamed, it seems that he succeeded.

The car flew towards a big hotel.

Ban Xiaoyi secretly sent a message to Gan Xingli, asking him to help order a big cake.

Fan Mingzhuo was arrogant, he parked his car at the entrance of the hotel, he didn't care if it would block other people's way, anyway, someone would drive to the parking lot for him.

He came down first, and then carried Ban Xiaoyi down.

He hugged her and walked straight inside.

Ban Xiaoyi didn't feel embarrassed either, anyway, she had experienced even more embarrassing things.

It belongs to Fan Mingzhuo's exclusive private room.

Many waiters stood inside to serve them.

Fan Mingzhuo pushed the menu in front of Ban Xiaoyi, very domineering, "You help me order."

After finishing speaking, he leaned on the chair like a grandpa and enjoyed the waiter's massage.

Seeing the waiter's hand kneading his shoulder vigorously, Ban Xiaoyi felt very uncomfortable, how could he let others eat his tofu.

Her face sank, "Here are the dishes that teenagers usually like to eat, and you all go down."

The waiters knew her identity even if they were not watching TV, so they all withdrew one by one.

Fan Mingzhuo's face was not very good, "You sent away my masseuse, what should I do? My shoulders are so sore."

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, but when he mentions it, the smiling face seems to be on fire, who is so violent?After tossing her half to death, now she has the nerve to say that her shoulders are sore?

Ban Xiaoyi pulled the chair towards him, "Your shoulders are sore, right?"

While talking, she pinched his shoulders desperately with her hands that had beaten countless people, the pain made Fan Mingzhuo almost cry.

Fan Mingzhuo roared loudly, "Hey, you murdered your own husband?"

"I'm not willing, isn't this a massage for you?" After finishing speaking, Ban Xiaoyi rubbed her hands lightly. Those who knew thought Xiaoyi was doing something bad.

Fan Mingzhuo actually fell asleep under such a comfortable force.

In the past few nights, he didn't have enough sleep, and he was exhausted just now, so he couldn't stand it at all. Ban Xiaoyi didn't wake him up, and continued to massage him.