As soon as Wen Yao entered, he smelled a sweet and creamy smell, and his eyes fell on the coffee table beside him unconsciously.

There was an extremely delicate cake on the coffee table, it was small, but it looked delicious.Wen Yao had never smelled such a delicious creamy smell, and he knew it was definitely not the kind of vegetable cream.

He secretly swallowed, pretended to be very scared, and said to Bai Yuman:

"Sorry... Teacher Bai, I, I was too scared just now, and because you are older than me, I called you brother, do you mind?"

Bai Yuman looked at the child's poor acting skills, but his face was still calm: "Sit down."

Wen Yao sat down on the sofa, but his eyes unconsciously drifted over the delicate little cake, and there were some attractively colored and nicely shaped desserts beside the cake, all of which looked delicious.

Bai Yuman saw that his gaze was on the cake, and the light in his eyes could not be concealed, so she walked over and handed the cake to him:

"Eat this."

"Really?" Wen Yao didn't expect that he would give himself such an exquisite cake, his whole face lit up instantly, he took the cake with both hands, and looked at Bai Yuman in surprise and flattery, "Brother...can I call Brother, right?"

Bai Yuman let out a faint "hmm".

"Did brother really give me the cake?"

"Ah."

Bai Yuman sat on the chair opposite him, with contempt in his eyes—he came to hug his thigh to please him, right?Wu Gehan bullied him so much today, he must be trying to seduce himself so that he can vent his anger on him.

Pretending to be weak and pitiful is not enough in front of me.

Wen Yao sat on the sofa and ate the cake with a spoon—it was really delicious!

Sweet but not greasy, the cream is soft and soft, one mouthful of happiness makes tears come out.

Huh... When will he become a popular actor and eat such a delicious cake?

He was like a little hamster eating. He obviously ate carefully, but because it was so delicious, he finished it quickly. He ate until the bottom of the small plate was empty, and then secretly looked at Bai Yuman who was sitting opposite.

Bai Yuman's legs were crossed in black trousers, his eyelashes were downcast, and the long and thick eyelashes drew a beautiful arc under the outline of his beautiful eyes. His red lips were slightly closed, especially the upward one. Jiao, even when his face is expressionless, seems alienated and indifferent, repelling others thousands of miles away.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart: When will I be as good-looking as him?

Bai Yuman felt the gaze sizing him up. He raised his eyelashes, and saw the boy's fair face, with cream on his nose, cheeks, and lips. The spoon was still in his mouth, and his big black eyes stared at him. Look at yourself, blooming a different kind of light.

His black eyes suddenly became hot.

Sure enough, are you going to seduce yourself with sexual hints while eating the cake?

Oh, let's learn a little "tea art".

"Have you finished eating?"

"Ah, it's over, it's over, hee hee." Wen Yao realized when he heard him call him, and said, "The cake is so delicious, thank you brother!"

Bai Yuman took out a few tissues and handed them to him: "I've scratched my face, wipe it off."

"Ah, is it?" Wen Yao quickly took the tissue, wiped his mouth and nose indiscriminately, his face was a little hot - don't let Bai Yuman see his unseen eating, how embarrassing it is!

While wiping, he looked at Bai Yuman, wondering if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Bai Yuman looked at him with a bit of depth in his eyes.

Maybe you feel that you are too familiar with yourself?

But anyway, they are here, so let's be thick-skinned!

He seemed to remember something, and asked innocently: "Ah, brother, when I took a taxi with you during the day, I smelled your body, and it smelled good. I don't know what you are using. Perfume?"

Bai Yuman lowered his eyelids: "Penhaligon's."

Wen Yao: Pan, what the hell is Pan? ?

Ah, the illiterate + country bumpkin have never heard of it!

He had no choice but to pretend to understand, and said, "Oh, ok, ok."

Bai Yuman knew at a glance that he didn't understand - he did it on purpose, he knew that Wen Yao wanted to seduce him, so he must have asked what perfume he used, the next step was to get close to him and smell it, right?

Hei Mou looked at Wen Yao, but saw the child's big eyes flashing again and asked himself curiously:

"What brand of clothes does my brother usually wear? My brother's clothes are also beautiful!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Bai Yuman's eyes, but she was still very patient, and said a few signs with a calm expression.

Wen Yao was dumbfounded - either it was a brand that he had never heard of, or it was a brand that he couldn't afford at all!

Ah well, if I want to imitate him, there is nowhere to start?

He thought for a while, and asked earnestly: "What style of clothing does my brother usually like? Who is the designer?"

Bai Yuman got impatient with his questioning, and this person's ability to seduce people is too bad, so if he asks this question, do you really think he is a bosom brother?

Wen Yao has this patience, he no longer has the patience to play with others.

He turned cold and was about to drive him away when he heard the doorbell ringing outside:

"Ding dong~ ding dong ding dong~"

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