Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 8 The younger brother of the bamboo horse is actually a sick girl (8)

Anxiety and fear in the tone.

It made Bei Er think of Yan Mingyu's situation in Yan's family.

He sighed secretly.

Helpless to think, what a distressed little cutie.

Looking at the young boy with disheveled clothes and a thin body, but showing faint muscular lines, he said in a strange way, "Then why don't you go to my house first?"

Yan Mingyu was secretly excited when he heard her words, but he didn't show it.

"Can I really go to my sister's house?"

High-end apartments in Bei'er.

Since then, she has lived alone.

Yan Mingyu's eyes were full of joy, when he saw the decoration style of the whole apartment, which was actually all white and pink, he slightly curled his lips, and couldn't help thinking in his heart, that the things she likes are so cute.

Bei Er didn't notice his expression, she took off her high heels and put on a pair of cute pink rabbit slippers.

Turning around, he looked at the young man who had taken off his shoes and was standing in the entrance with bare feet.

I took a pair of blue rabbit slippers from the shoe cabinet, "Don't stand stupidly, like a log, don't think that if I let you come to my house, you can treat it as your own, and I tell you not to touch my things casually."

After speaking, he turned and left, and walked into the bathroom.

Yan Mingyu was wearing the pair of blue rabbit slippers with half of the back heel exposed. She began to walk around in her apartment, and saw a row of little rabbit plush dolls on a white piano.

He couldn't help but pick up a little white rabbit with a princess laurel wreath, pointed the little rabbit's nose with his slender index finger, looked at its arrogant expression, and opened his thin lips lightly: "It really looks like your master, it stinks!" fart."

After half an hour.

Bei Er changed into a set of pink rabbit pajamas, and walked to the living room with a pink bath towel to wipe her wet hair.

What caught my eye was Yan Mingyu, who was still wearing the suit that was full of traces of red wine and sitting on the spotless white sofa, his eyes dimmed a bit.

He turned indifferently and walked into the cloakroom.

He took out a set of men's pajamas, walked up to Yan Mingyu and handed them to him, and said coldly, "Go and wash off your filth, it looks disgusting."

Yan Mingyu looked at her suspiciously.

Why suddenly so fierce?

The fingers unconsciously caressed the little ring on the little finger.

A look of unexplainable emotion flashed across his eyes.

Immediately, she obediently stood up, and a clear and clean voice sounded: "Sister, I'm going to wash it up right away."

Bei'er looked at Yan Mingyu who had left the sofa, and began to clean her white sofa with disgust.

Yan Mingyu, who hadn't entered the bathroom yet, noticed Bei Er's disgusted expression and the action of cleaning the sofa the moment he turned his head, and then glanced at the black men's pajamas in his hand.

The deep pupils narrowed slightly, covering the expression inside.

Yan Mingyu, who finished washing, walked out of the bathroom, his wet hair was dripping with water, he grabbed the hem of his pajamas with both hands helplessly, and asked Bei Er who was lying on the sofa and looking at his phone: "Sister, where is the hair dryer? "

Bei'er lay down and looked at his phone, but in fact, those clear eyes had been secretly watching him.

Hearing Yan Mingyu's words, she got up and put down her phone, walked past him with long legs and a smile.

after awhile.

Holding a pink hair dryer in her hand, she walked to Yan Mingyu's side, stretched out her hand and pulled him to sit on the sofa.

After connecting the hair dryer, he said indifferently: "I don't like others to take my things, let me blow them for you."

After speaking, he turned on the hair dryer, with two slender and tender hands, one holding the pink hair dryer, and the other running through Yan Mingyu's wet hair.

Sure enough, it feels good.

Hee hee, it's the same as she thought~
Her favorite scent of cherry blossoms filled the nostrils, and he used his own shampoo.

Yan Mingyu is 1.8 meters 1.6 tall, and sitting on the sofa is obviously much taller than Bei'er, who is only [-] meters [-].

In order to reach the top of Yan Mingyu's head, Bei Er knelt on the sofa with both legs, and her body was even closer to him.

The corners of Bei'er's mouth curled up, and she whispered in his ear, "Lower your head a little, I can't reach the hair on the back."

　Haha, seduce a pure little boy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)