Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

The beautiful woman came out of Li Si's study room, her gentle and modest face showed entanglement and helplessness, she sighed softly, and went straight back to a room on the east side of the second floor.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, she let down her long hair, and her hair was like a waterfall. The person in the mirror was gentle and beautiful. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently stroked her cheek, muttering to herself.

"Yueru, I'm still the same as I was back then, except that the corners of my eyes seem to have a few more wrinkles, but you, dust to dust, dust to dust, hehe..."

The beautiful woman laughed, then took out her mobile phone from the drawer, hesitated for a long time, but still did not dial the number, sighed softly, stood up, and went back to bed to sleep.

Li Size was sitting in the study, holding Yan Rongrong's document in his hand and carefully reading it. In fact, he had read it a long time ago, but seeing his mother's reaction just now, he always felt something was wrong, so he read it carefully again. I tried it again, but still didn't see anything, and finally threw the materials on the desk.

Yan Rongrong didn't know that she was already being watched, she was still annoyed because she was wearing pajamas in the trending photos, and even the small cake Geng Huan bought couldn't get rid of the annoyance.

Although, she still eats well.

Sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, holding a small cake box in his hand, eating with a spoon while looking at the tablet in front of him, Si Boheng's handsome face was printed on the screen.

"I've eaten delicious food, why do you still look so sad?"

Yan Rongrong took a big bite of the cake, and the cream stuck to the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her pink tongue and rolled it, and the cream went into her mouth.

"Those are too much, suddenly broke in, am I now on the hot search again?"

She didn't dare to search it herself, she was really afraid that the whole internet would be scolded again, so she asked Si Boheng while eating.

Si Boheng's Adam's apple rolled twice, and a pair of pitch-black eyes couldn't help but stare at her small mouth that was blabbering and didn't forget to eat.

"Ahem... It's up, but it's okay, don't be afraid, they will forget about it tomorrow after making a fuss all night, and the current netizens are all fish's memories, and they will pay attention to other things after sleeping."

Yan Rongrong blinked her eyes and moved closer to the screen.

"Really? So tomorrow, I won't be scolded either?"

Si Boheng's eyes moved down slightly, and fell on the turbulence that the suspender nightdress could not cover up, he hurriedly looked away, and said helplessly.

"I won't be scolded, dear, stay away from the screen."

Yan Rongrong took another bite of the cake and continued to stare at the screen.

"why?"

Si Boheng's eyes were a little wandering with nowhere to rest, and he said solemnly.

"Because I can't bear it, especially when you are still with cream on the corner of your mouth, and a ignorant little white rabbit, so hurry up and stay away from the screen."

Yan Rongrong stuck out her tongue again and licked the corner of her mouth, then looked at the screen by herself.

"No cream this time."

Although he still looked a little dazed, he couldn't hide the sly smile in the corner of his eyes.

Si Boheng stared at her with a dark face, as if he wanted to bite her.

"I don't think you are a little white rabbit, you are a little fox."

Yan Rongrong laughed, wrapped the quilt around her body to cover the gully on her chest, then asked Si Boheng with a smile.

"Mr. Si, were you quite sexy just now?"

"How do you remember this?"

If Si Boheng was by her side, he would definitely give her a smack on the head. Who gave this girl the wrong perception that he likes sexy and hot?

Geng Huan was lying on the sofa. Although her ears were plugged with earphones, Yan Rongrong would laugh and twitch from time to time. She really couldn't ignore it. She couldn't help it now, and turned her head to shout .

"It's already eleven o'clock, young master, pregnant women need to rest."

Hearing her voice, Si Boheng gave Yan Rongrong a reluctant look, and coaxed softly.

"Okay, let Geng Huan eat the remaining half of the cake, and go brush your teeth and go to sleep."

Yan Rongrong looked down at the half cake left.

"I can finish it."

"Eating too much at night should be uncomfortable, give it to Geng Huan."

Yan Rongrong pursed her lips and glared at Si Boheng. Although dissatisfaction was written all over her face, she obediently put down the little cake.

"I'll save it for tomorrow morning, sister Huan doesn't like sweets."

Si Boheng said.

"Give it to Geng Huan. If you want to eat tomorrow morning, ask her to buy freshly made ones. You can't eat overnight food."

Yan Rongrong let out an oh, stood up from the bed, put the little cake on the tea table while wearing slippers.

"Sister Huan, you worked hard to buy it once, and your young master said he would keep half of it for you."

Geng Huan sat up abruptly, looked at the untouched half of the cake, and then looked up at Yan Rongrong.

When did her young master care about them so much?

Yan Rongrong squinted her eyes and smiled at her, cute and innocent, so Geng Huan really didn't doubt her words.

She picked up the spoon that Yan Rongrong had used, didn't dislike it at all, she ate it up in two bites, wiped her mouth after eating, and said to Yan Rongrong.

"If you still want to eat tomorrow morning, tell me, and I will buy it for you again."

Yan Rongrong's smile became more cheerful, and she quickly walked back to the bed with her slippers on, but when she thought that Si Boheng said she wanted to rinse her mouth, she stomped into the bathroom again, and returned to the bed after rinsing.

Si Boheng was looking down at something, Yan Rongrong thought he was busy at first, reading documents, but when he looked up, the camera moved a bit, Yan Rongrong saw two slender legs.

Her face turned pale, she took the tablet in her hand, and looked carefully, but the camera had already moved to Si Boheng's face, she bit her lip lightly, and asked.

"What were you looking at just now?"

What she didn't expect was that Si Boheng admitted it openly.

"Looking at the beautiful legs."

Yan Rongrong curled his mouth, his eye circles turned red, stared at him and stopped talking.

Seeing the aggrieved appearance, Si Boheng smiled lightly.

"What? Can't you watch it?"

Yan Rongrong sniffed, and said two words with difficulty from his mouth.

"can see"

Seeing that the little girl was about to cry, Si Boheng quickly moved the camera down.

"Look, don't they have beautiful long legs?"

When Yan Rongrong saw that leg, fair and slender, with the effect of [-] meters, she felt very uncomfortable, she whispered.

"It's definitely not a natural growth. How can human legs be so beautiful? It must be a p-picture. The current pictures can't be completely believed. Maybe the real person has short legs?"

Si Boheng said with certainty.

"It's not short legs, real people have such long legs."

Yan Rongrong became angrier and sadder, her voice was a little unsteady.

"Have you ever met a real person?"

"Of course, I see you every day."

Yan Rongrong glared at him, and immediately wanted to turn off the video.

"I'm going to bed, I don't want to ask."