Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Meng Yutang was admiring his shriveled appearance, and was working hard, but saw him leaning over suddenly.

A warm palm suddenly touched her cheek.

He leaned over and his whole face appeared in Meng Yutang's line of sight at close range.

His warm breath sprayed in her nostrils.

His cheeks also seemed to be hot from his warm hands.

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Forgot to react for a while.

His thumb gently brushed the corner of her lips with a hot breath, and his eyes were full of aggression.

Meng Yutang's mind went blank for a moment.

Zhou Beicheng's eyes locked on those pink lips, he moved his Adam's apple with difficulty, and finally leaned slightly and kissed Meng Yutang's forehead lightly.

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in her mind.

Zhou Beicheng's low coaxing voice came from next to his ears.

Tangtang, leave it to me.

You don't need to take care of the rest.

Meng Yutang looked at him with a slow reaction, his eyes were astonishingly bright.

Meng Yutang didn't wake up until Zhou Beicheng had retreated, turned around and got off the car.

The co-pilot's door was opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in, and Meng Yutang felt a little relieved.

She stood still with a little wandering footsteps.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her as if nothing happened.

Call me if you need anything, don't be alone.

Also, pay attention to safety, and pay attention to the people around you.

His last sentence seemed to mean something, but Meng Yutang didn't react for a while.

Sending the person to the school gate and watching the person walk in, Zhou Beicheng didn't get back into the car until he disappeared.

He turned his eyes and glanced at the co-pilot's position, it seemed that Meng Yutang's body temperature was still there.

The appearance of Meng Yutang just now appeared in his mind, his face was dazed, his face was still red, it was a look he had never seen before, and it was also a cuteness he had never seen before.

The corners of Zhou Beicheng's lips curled up and couldn't help laughing.

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It is rare for Zhou Beicheng to go to the old house today to pick up something.

It was already late, but the old man was still awake, obviously waiting for him.

The yard is brightly lit.

Zhou Beicheng was stopped when he entered.

Young master, the old man is waiting for you.

Zhou Beicheng didn't speak, and walked over, his face still as cold as ice.

Master, the young master is back.

Zhou Beicheng stepped in.

The old man said with a sullen face, You still know how to come back!

Zhou Beicheng looked at him, his eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and he couldn't see any emotion.

What's up?

He went straight to the point, since the old man is still waiting for him at this time, something must be up.

A stack of photos was thrown over there.

The photo fluttered to the ground.

Scattered everywhere.

Zhou Beicheng originally had a serious face, but after taking a closer look, he slowly bent over and picked up one.

He suddenly couldn't help laughing.

In the photo, she was trying to kiss Meng Yutang in the car not long ago, but the angle was good, it looked like she was really kissing her.

Zhou Beicheng couldn't help laughing, he didn't get to kiss him, so it's good to look at the photos.

The old man was dumbfounded seeing him laughing, and the group of servants behind him who didn't dare to show their air were even more confused at the moment.

Why doesn't the young master confront the master every time, and breaks up unhappy every time. This time, the old man looks so serious, why is the young master still smiling?

What are you laughing laughing!

Zhou Beicheng looked up at the old man with a smile in his eyes.

Thanks.

Then he carefully put the photo in his pocket.

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