High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 564
Even asking Elotto is useless.

For Elotto is only Elotto.

He is not Lin Zhaoxia.

The little princess rubbed her eyes.

Tired and sleepy.

"Elotho, I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep."

Elotto was still stroking the little princess's hair.

Alice buried her head in her knees again and closed her eyes.

Probably really sleepy.

The little princess fell asleep after a while.

"Lin Zhaoxia, don't hurt her."

Elotto whispered.

Looking at the little princess with gentle eyes and pity.

Finally, he stood up and leaned over to pick up the little princess and walked towards the way back.

It seems.

It's time for him to talk to Lin Zhaoxia.

……

The young man who entered the room blinked his eyes after changing his shoes and sitting on the sofa, his eyes fixed on a certain young master and would not move away.

There is a kind of rhythm that as long as you don't speak clearly, she will keep watching and staring like this.

But Yang Moyan is Yang Moyan after all.

Even if he was stared at by a teenager.

The concentration that should be there is still there.

He even calmly poured a glass of juice and handed it to the boy, "What do you want to eat?"

"random."

Still the same.

Lin Zhaoxia wanted to know what Yang Moyan knew.

The heart is like a cat scratching.

Just waiting for an explanation.

It's just that Yang Moyan seems to be planning to push the young man's curiosity to its peak.

I personally ran to the kitchen to order something to be made, and when I came back, I brought a plate of fruit.

While sitting down, he brought something to the boy's lips with his fingertips, "Open your mouth."

Lin Zhaoxia's eyes twitched, but she opened her mouth obediently.

entrance stuff.

Sweet and sour.

A bit sour on the palate.

Lin Zhaoxia tasted what it was.

"tangerinr."

"Well, is it sweet?"

Yang Moyan's voice was low and deep.

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows, "Don't try to distract me with this."

"Tsk, it's really not easy to lie."

Young Master Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled casually.

Lin Zhaoxia snorted and gave him a blank look.

Yang Moyan handed the peeled orange to the boy, "What do you want to know."

The boy took it and raised his eyes, "Tell me, you know everything. What do you know?"

"I know too much, what point are you asking?"

Young Master Yang has also learned his tricks.

He and the boy started to play charades.

Lin Zhaoxia bulged her cheeks.

what.

How else should she ask?
"Don't make trouble."

"Who's making trouble?" Eldest Young Master Yang turned sideways, with one arm resting on the back of the sofa behind the young man. Are you asking? But to be honest, I know a lot, but what do you want to know?"

Lin Zhaoxia stopped talking.

Break open the orange in your hand.

The orange petals were also broken open one by one.

It didn't take too much effort to line them up in the palm of his hand.

Yang Moyan looked down at the boy's movements.

His eyes stayed on her profile for a while.

That bulging face.

Little emotions that don't speak.

Is this awkward again?
He smiled lowly and pulled his lower lip, "Lin Zhaoxia, look up."

"what?"

Lin Zhaoxia stopped what she was doing, and raised her eyes lazily.

In the next second, a warm object landed on top of her head.

She was startled.

I heard the deep and pleasant voice coming from my ear, "I said I know, which means that everyone has their own secrets, and some things are temporarily unknown..."

(End of this chapter)