The paranoid actor sprinkles sugar every day

In an instant, He Xiaofang hooked Jiang Silin with eyes that could discharge electricity, hooked his collar with his left hand, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Coupled with that upright face, Jiang Silin almost couldn't be buffered.

He Xiaofang took the opportunity to stretch out his neck, put his chin against Jiang Silin's shoulder, smiled slightly, and his magnetic voice was particularly moving.

"If you say that, then I don't want to protect myself...what should I do?"

Jiang Silin felt like he was about to explode.

Ever since the confession, He Xiaofang was not right every day!

Jiang Silin subconsciously wanted to push He Xiaofang away.

Who would have thought that He Xiao Fang would act coquettishly in a lazy tone: "Don't push me away, isn't it medicine? If you push me like this, how can you do it?"

Jiang Silin: "How can I change your clothes if you don't push me away? Be serious!"

"Oh."

He Xiaofang was finally obedient, lying on the sofa as if waiting to die.

Jiang Silin had no choice but to close his eyes and undress him.

"You are speechless, you can continue to be an uncle!"

After taking off his clothes, Jiang Silin finally opened his eyes, feeling that the picture in front of him was awesome enough.

As expected of a great actor, invincible!

He Xiaofang noticed Jiang Silin's small movements, hooked his lips, and his eyes were charged: "Then can I ask for a kiss?"

Jiang Silin blushed from being teased, and silently recited the Tao Te Ching.

"No, rub the medicine!"

He Xiaofang: "..."

He was unhappy, and fell down on the sofa in anger, looking like a dead body.

Jiang Silin was laughed at by him: "Do you know what you look like now?"

He Xiaofang's eyes fell on him: "What is it like?"

Jiang Silin was still thinking for a moment, his eyes curved, and there was a bit of a smile in his pupils.

"A vixen looks like a vixen who plots evil and fails to cry."

He Xiaofang: "..."

Can't say nonsense, but it is indeed vivid.

He retorted back: "Then do you know what you are like now?"

Jiang Silin was in a good mood and asked him, "What is it like?"

He Xiaofang: "Buddha-like."

"Pfft."

Jiang Silin smiled, "Okay, okay, I, Buddha, can do it."

He Xiaofang snorted, almost pissed off by his "little daughter-in-law".

"Can't you be more generous? What's wrong with letting the vixen seduce you?"

Jiang Silin smiled and said, "Don't, be normal."

He Xiaofang spoke righteously: "This is normal, I am not a Buddha."

Jiang Silin: "..." I was speechless.

"Is that how you chase after people? Let me tell you, if you continue to chase like this, there will be no possibility in your life."

He Xiaofang was wronged: "Abaa, I was wrong, don't you love me?"

"Brother Linlin..."

Jiang Silin: "Get lost!"

He Xiaofang was even more wronged: "You scolded me..."

Jiang Silin was really amused by He Xiaofang.

He held oil in one hand and a cotton swab in the other, smiling from ear to ear.

He still buried his head and began to rub the oil on him carefully, but he didn't let go of his mouth.

He said: "I said... Brother Fang, why are you so teay?"

He Xiaofang: "What does tea mean? I don't understand what brother Linlin is talking about."

Jiang Silin: "Just keep pretending."

If there is only the last tea art master left in the world, Jiang Silin feels...it must be He Xiaofang.

After all... a certain person always relies on his acting skills, and sees him pampering him, cheating food and drinking.

Like now.

He Xiaofang: "After being hit so hard, my arm really hurts."

Jiang Silin thought for a moment and said: "He Xiaofang's arm hurts, what's the matter with me, Jiang Silin?"