After dressing as a female supporting role, I was forced to pamper the little villain

At the door of the room, Zhu Ya opened the door and said, "Thank you for your company today, I will treat you to dinner another day."

Meng Xuanchen's movement of opening the door paused for a moment, then turned to look at her, tall figure with a beautiful appearance, soft hair, some of which were longer, somewhat covering her eyebrows and eyes.

He just took off the suit jacket and put it on his forearm. The white shirt was not wrinkled at all, and the tie was firmly on it. The whole person was so beautiful.

"Then I'm looking forward to it."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Zhu Ya entered the room and closed the door. The reason why he agreed to her invitation was just not to make her feel indebted.

She still doesn't believe that she can't take him down. Such a beautiful man doesn't know what it's like to have a lover in the future. She is looking forward to it.

..............................

In the dark night, someone stood in the living room like an abandoned big dog, aggrieved and afraid to speak, his white shirt was scratched and crumpled, and his face was still bruised and purple.

Standing next to him was a little radish head who dared not speak, with little feet toes to toes, a round face with a scratch on the corner of his mouth and a large bruise.

The woman put on a soft nightgown, her long black hair fell down, and she watched the TV series with no expression on her cold face.

"Nianer."

"Host."

An Yuannian continued to watch the TV series without any reaction.

Qi Yiheng took two steps forward, but was frightened by her look and turned back.

"Nian'er, don't be angry."

An Yuannian turned the TV to pause and looked at him with folded arms: "What do you want me to say about you, how many times, how many times, fight with him every day, he is not human, what are you arguing with him. "

Qi Yiheng was unhappy: "He hugged you."

An Yuannian immediately became impatient and stood up to hit him.

"Would you like to see how old he is? How can such a small person stand so high if I don't hold him down?"

"He jumped off."

An Yuannian was really worried about how he would become a father in the future: "Come on, tell me, what if he jumped down and fell down at such a young age?"

Zhao Cai took two steps back in fear of the flames of war between the two of them.

Qi Yiheng's face became even more gloomy: "I can't die if I fall."

An Yuan read: "..."

Why can't you fall to death?Still want to fall to death?

An Yuannian got up from the sofa to get the medicine box and beckoned to Zhaocai.

"Come here and I'll give you medicine."

Zhao·Little Man Dezhi·Cai was about to go there with his little feet, but the eyes on the top of his head that wanted to kill him violently turned a corner abruptly at his feet.

"I want to go to the toilet."

An Yuannian: "You still go to the toilet with a system?"

Lucky: "..."

What should he do?What should I do?

Qi Yiheng just wants to kill this disgusting system now, don't let it fall into his hands, otherwise he will definitely make him never see Nian'er in his life.

Seeing that he didn't understand, An Yuan ignored him lazily: "Will you be fine if you don't take the medicine?"

Zhaocai nodded madly for a while: "Yes, yes, I can go to the boss for reimbursement and save one part-time job."

An Yuannian quickly put away the medicine box: "That's fine! Hurry up and get reimbursed, but isn't your boss treating you too well?"

Why does she feel that there is some ulterior secret on the side of the road?

Zhaocai scratched his hair: "No way?"

An Yuannian hurriedly began to analyze: "What kind of person does your boss usually look like?"

Zhaocai began to recall: "He is not human! But he is so elusive that few people can see him, even high-level people can rarely see him."

"Crack, ah!"

When she got excited, she subconsciously slapped her thigh, and she gasped in pain.

Qi Yiheng hurried over: "It hurts, I'll get you an ice pack."

He cared so much that An Yuannian felt embarrassed.

Just now she was aggressive towards him and now he comes over in a panic, she really deserves to die!

Qi Yiheng quickly went to the kitchen to find an ice pack and wrapped it in a towel.

"I won't touch you, you apply it slowly."

He wanted to help but also to be mindful of the size, and it would be offensive if she felt uncomfortable.

An Yuannian took it over: "Thank you."

She put an ice pack on her thigh and applied it through her pajamas: "You see that you rarely see it, so why do you see it?"

Zhaocai looked at her legs with concern and then continued, "I'm unlucky!"

An Yuan read: "..."

It was her curiosity that was too strong.

"Go back, go back! I will collapse if I listen to it again."

Zhaocai looked at the time and it was time to go back: "Okay!"

Now it was just the two of them in the living room.

Qi Yiheng still stood still.

"sit down!"

She patted the sofa next to her.

Qi Yiheng walked over and sat down without looking at her.

How could An Yuannian not know that he was playing petty temper.

"What's wrong with Hengheng? Are you angry?"

"Don't call me that."

His voice was sullen, and the ending was also suppressed.

An Yuan thought teasingly: "Why, Hengheng?"

Qi Yiheng looked at her with dark eyes: "Nian'er stop calling like that."

An Yuannian put the ice bag on the table and pinched his face with cold fingers: "No, Heng Heng is not good today."

To him, her non-stop teasing meant that she was constantly seducing him, seducing him bit by bit.

He directly turned his hand and pressed her hand on his chest, and the whole person approached forward and shrouded in a black figure, with messy hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, and the tip of his nose was blowing towards his face with a hormonal breath.

She was startled by this sudden fright and blinked her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering up and down as if gently sweeping towards his heart.

"What is sister going to do?"

An Yuannian was caught out of breath by him, his eyes would always attract her.

"Don't you call me sister?"

Qi Yiheng tapped the corner of her mouth lightly: "Now I want to scream."

An Yuannian put his arms around his waist: "Then I will call you from now on... Ah Heng or Yi Heng or... Brother Heng."

She could clearly feel his muscles tense instantly when he heard the last three words, and his breathing became a lot heavier.

"Haha."

She laughed and trembled, and she fell into his arms.

"Choose one!"

Qi Yiheng's fingertips rubbed against her waist, breathing heavily on her face.

"Heng."

A single word is a heng.

"Heng? I thought you would choose Brother Heng."

An Yuannian was a little puzzled, obviously he preferred the title Brother Heng, why did he change his mind?

Do you still want to hide your preferences and let her guess?

The smile on the corner of Qi Yiheng's mouth was faint, and her eyes were full of her.

"I like it when you call me a word."

The words are few and seem close.

He likes to hear her call Brother Heng, but these three words have been called by disgusting women before, so let's change them to save her from still being disgusted to say them.