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An Zhi curled up under the quilt, distraught, he is not in his room now, but was carried to his room by Shangye.

The bed in the room was huge, and the pure black bedding made An Zhi's skin as white as snow. An Zhi only showed her furry hair and two round eyes, looking at the computer desk in horror businessmen with forms.

He was so miserable, all his clothes were torn up by the furious Shangye and brought here like a puppy, but he had no choice but to hide in Shangye's quilt, but fortunately, he seemed to have a job, and he didn't treat him like a beast Big hair.

The quilt was covered with the smell of red wine on Shang Ye's body, which reminded him of that painful night again.

"I don't dare anymore, give me a dress!" An Zhi's voice sounded like a mosquito, but Shangye didn't even turn his head.

An Zhi had no choice but to stretch out two thin white fingers: "Please! I swear, if I try to run away again, I'll be a puppy, a little bastard!"

Shangye scratched his hair angrily, took a black T-shirt from the cloakroom and threw it on the bed: "Get lost!"

An Zhi hurriedly put on the T-shirt, and didn't dare to ask for pants anymore. This T-shirt should belong to Shangye himself. It was more than a circle on An Zhi's body. Half of her round shoulders were exposed, and the hem hung down. ass there.

Holding down the hem, An Zhi slipped along the wall to the door, opened the door, and got out like a puppy, Shang Ye dared to turn his head to look at the crack in the door, just now he tore An Zhi's hand in a rage As a result, he caused [-] points of damage to himself, and he had nowhere to look. As long as he touched An Zhi's body, an irresistible heat would rise up, even if he was thrown into the quilt to cover him. I can't live, and I don't know whether I am punishing An Zhi or punishing himself...

Shang Ye shook his head irritably, feeling that An Zhi's medicine hadn't worked for him.

An Zhi finally slipped back into the room, digging his shameful toe out of the cellar, he dared not do anything now, it seemed that he could only summon his clothes and his own chip to escape after Shangye had something to do.

"What a horrible beast!"

An Zhi muttered something, and wrapped herself in the quilt again.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Shang Ye opened An Zhi's door and walked in, only to find that the slacker was still sleeping, probably because he had slept in the heat in the middle of the night, and he hugged all the quilts under his body. It was exposed on the outside of the black T-shirt, with an indescribable color, aura.

Shangye felt that this was his new method to seduce him.

"Get up, what time is it and you still don't get up!"

"Hmm..." Maybe it was annoying, An Zhi covered her head with a pillow and continued to sleep.

Shangye's patience was exhausted, he stepped forward and slapped his ass: "If you don't get up again, I'll just throw you out like this!"

"What are you doing, you're so annoying!"

An Zhi rubbed his eyes and sat up. He had the aggravation of getting up, which was very serious, but before he had an attack, he was blindly covered by a pile of clothes.

"Put on and follow me home."

Shang Ye's cold voice finally woke up An Zhi, who was still a little confused when she got up early: "Didn't they all kick you out and why did you go back home?"

An Zhi pulled off the clothes in puzzlement, and what responded to him was the sound of Shangye hurriedly walking out of the room and the door slamming.

"baffling!"

Shangye slammed the door and walked towards his own room. The thumb and index finger of his right hand were unconsciously twiddling. The feeling just now...was so good, round, plump, and full of elasticity!Just like pudding, Q bomb Q bomb!

Shang Ye scratched his hair angrily, feeling that he was getting more and more strange, and when facing An Zhi, he always had some dirty thoughts in his heart.