dandy anti-possession

Wan Xizhe was severely reprimanded, and when he started again, he finally found a state, and faced Xie Jingyao with a serious look on his face.

The two swords collided and killed each other, the blunt sound was endless.Xie Jingyao had no expression on his face, lightly raised eyes with slight contempt, and waved his huge sword to meet him again.Wan Xizhe was powerful, but he was only a mortal body. Where is the opponent of Sword Spirit, Xie Jingyao pressed his shoulders in two or three strokes, and was pressed against the Sansheng Stone, unable to move.The blue silk fluttered with the breeze, and the Xuanwen cloud sleeves were gently patting Wan Xizhe's side face.

Wan Xizhe should have struggled resolutely and tried to fight back, showing unwilling and bloodthirsty hatred on his face.But at this time, he made an action that went beyond the script, and he took the initiative to get closer, and he didn't know what to say in Xie Jingyao's ear.

Xie Jingyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Wan Xizhe contemptuously, his pupils with dark green contact lenses were full of treachery, as if considering how credible his words were.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Wan Xizhe pursed her lips in an unfathomable way.

The director was instantly displeased by the extra drama, but with the support of Xie Jingyao, he felt that such a sudden move might be able to foreshadow the relationship between the two protagonists.To put it bluntly, this scene was barely finished by Wan Xizhe many times.

Yin Yang looked at Xie Jingyao who was walking over, and wanted to take the hot towel that Sister Liu handed him, wipe Xie Jingyao's face, and do his job as an assistant.As soon as the fingertips touched the side of Xie Jingyao's face, his wrist tightened suddenly, and he walked past Wan Xizhe in a embarrassed posture, and was dragged into the tea room by Xie Jingyao.

In the same position, he was pressed against the wall again, kneeling on the sofa with awkward legs.

*, what's wrong with it, all like it here.

Just take this sofa and this layout, copy and decorate it in your own home, why always drag him here.

He furiously reprimanded: "Crazy, you dragged the young master here to fuck? Get out!"

"Fuck you." Xie Jingyao pinched his neck slightly, leaned forward, and lightly ground his teeth on his delicate collarbone.

His back was pressed against the cold wall, and the sharp prickling pain on his skin made him feel uneasy, and he tried to stay calm. "Being ng many times, you can't vent your anger on me, crazy!"

Is this bastard always in heat?Why do you think about that embarrassing thing all the time.

"Little Overlord with Silver Spear, I don't know how I made you feel comfortable, the coquettishness makes you want to die..." Xie Jingyao looked down at him inscrutablely.

He froze in place immediately, forgetting even the movement of struggling.

Drenched in cold sweat, he stammered and said in embarrassment: "You, you already know."

"I didn't know that you liked me so much that you were even willing to bow down for me and be taken care of by me." Xie Jingyao chuckled lightly. "I didn't know that our current relationship is a mutual love...Huh?"

His tone softened, his eyelids drooped in shame, and his tongue was rarely tied, "I, I was forced to do nothing by that Wan Xizhe, he had a grievance with me before, and I had no way to say this. "

"So you like me?" Xie Jingyao stared into his eyes.

He quietly peeped at Xie Jingyao's expression, hesitating.

He should have said yes, begged for mercy, and then was ridiculed by Xie Jingyao.

Still arrogantly told Xie Jingyao that of course it was a lie, how could the young master like him, except for the possibility of falling in love with his skin, but the consequences of this can be imagined, there is a possibility that Xie Jingyao might be pressed on the sofa and let him be bullied.

He thought for a few seconds, and found that it was better to be ridiculed, after all, it was too painful for his butt to suffer.

"I like you very much, that's why I made up such a lie."

He lowered his head, waiting for Xie Jingyao's harsh contempt, but there was no movement for a long time. When he raised his head, his lips felt warm and he was pressed between the sofa.He stared blankly at Xie Jingyao's eyes full of lust, and the moment he was relaxed, he was suppressed without warning.

In his predicament, he yelled, "What are you doing?"

Doesn't this script seem quite right?Why didn't Xie Jingyao continue to act out the plot according to his plan? What does it mean to suppress him like this?

Wait, how could he not understand what happened.

"Uh, uh... uh uh uh uh..."

His mouth was blocked again, but this time it was the wet tip of his tongue, the lingering and ambiguous kiss made it difficult for him to breathe, and the hard object was pressed against his leg.

He thought that Xie Jingyao would reprimand him, and even taunt him cruelly, but he didn't expect Xie Jingyao to be slightly joyful.

Is it?

Does Xie Jingyao like him?That's why when I heard his confession, I was so happy that I couldn't continue to hide my dirty thoughts about him.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case. If you don't like him, why would you be willing to lend him money? The amount of money is not a small amount.And when he heard Wan Xizhe's demonstration, he suddenly became anxious and even lost his composure.

The tragic obscenity that was intended to be concealed was far from guessing the surprise brought by Xie Jingyao's true intentions, so when Xie Jingyao was finishing his enjoyment, he tidied his clothes for him.He didn't even have any expression on his face, his mind was filled with disbelief.

Xie Jingyao likes him.

He stared at Xie Jingyao's handsome face, flustered, and couldn't help rubbing the side of Xie Jingyao's ear, seeing that he was not angry, but smiling at him, it could be said that the spring was blooming.While making him withdraw his hand abruptly, he smiled stiffly in fear.

He was supported by Xie Jingyao, but he still felt like a dream just now.He wanted to speak out to laugh at Xie Jingyao's wishful thinking about him, and even wanted to make Xie Jingyao lose face immediately, but the words were like a fishbone stuck in his throat, and the moment he wanted to speak out, there was a piercing pain.

……

"Young Master Yin, what's the matter, so he slipped into the old waist without seeing it? It seems that it is the credit of someone serving him. I didn't expect that there was still a waste recycling station for the stupid garbage I wanted to throw away."

He looked at Wan Xizhe's schadenfreude gaze, and almost rushed up to beat him up, but his wrist tightened again, restraining him like a dog leash, and he was easily carried back by Xie Jingyao, who had a dark gaze.

"I heard that you and the nephew of a certain high-level boss are getting tired of being together. If you don't want this news to be published in the newspaper..." Xie Jingyao's face was sullen.

"Tsk, it's okay if I don't care about it. Xie Jingyao, you take care of what you like, don't let him always provoke me." Wan Xizhe said terribly, but he stared resentfully for a few times, as if fleeing in despair.