Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

Unexpectedly, Beisu said quietly, "Thinking too much, I don't like you..."

Before he finished speaking, Bei Su's calm eyes showed shock.

Tang Yu put her arms around his head, leaned half her waist up, bit his lip, and then pried it open.

Satisfied to see this poisonous male protagonist ruined his calm mask by himself.

Tang Yu's lips were soft.

It was the first time to experience such a feeling, and the innocent Bei Su was tickled.

However, in the next second, Tang Yu was pushed away and kicked out of bed.

Beisu's tangled words: "I don't like you."

Another sentence, "Or, I don't like men."

How could Tang Yu listen to his words, now his mind is full of: What the hell, butt really hurts.

Limping up, Tang Yu walked to the door and gave Bei Su who was still in a daze the middle finger.

After waiting to walk back to her apartment, Tang Yu looked for her clothes and accidentally saw herself in front of the mirror.

The clothes are wide open, the face is red, the ears are red, it really looks like...

nice view……

Tang Yu scratched her hair, annoyed to death.

That damn brat wouldn't think he was seducing him.

Grass--

Tang Yu really couldn't resist the original owner's innate violent temper, but could only adapt.

When the phone rang, Tang Yu looked at another unfamiliar number, but he had a note name.

[Gathering at the self-service barbecue restaurant downstairs.I love you Zhou Langlang. 】

reunion……

When Tang Yu thought of the embarrassment just now, he refused to go in every possible way.

This is an apartment building specially built by the company for artists. It is very large and has everything downstairs, including bars and barbecues.Relax here, and there will be no sneak shots of paparazzi.

The four of them live in the same building on the same floor, and in the words of the company, they cultivate their relationship and temper their temper.

Tang Yu casually put on a sweater, paired it with slacks, and canvas shoes, and got down anyway.

Among the three people sitting around the self-service barbecue machine, Tang Yu saw Beisu in white at a glance.

Wearing white while eating barbecue is amazing.

Just as Tang Yu sat down, Bei Su got up.

It looked like he was going to get the barbecue, but in fact Tang Yu knew that his hatred for him had probably reached the bone marrow.

In this plane, it seems impossible to have a sweet love to the end.

Jiang You sniffed carefully and frowned: "You have the smell of Beisu on your body."

Tang Yu's eyes widened, "Don't talk nonsense, this problem is very serious."

His mind was spinning quickly: No way, no way, a kiss with Beisu can still be smelled by others.

Zhou Langlang obviously heard more important words, and asked with great interest, "How do you know what Beisu smells like?"

Everyone present was taken aback.

Including Beisu who came over with sweet corn.

He frowned tightly again and looked at Jiang You.

"Because of dancing and sweating, everyone must have washed after going back. I came here first, and I know the smell of each of you when you come here." Jiang You explained.

Barely dispelled everyone's doubts.

However, Jiang You's eyes were still staring straight at Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was holding the grilled meat and preparing to swallow it in one gulp.Seeing this sight, he pursed his lips, put down the barbecue, and explained, "I guess the shower gel is heavy."

"What body wash do you use?"

Who would have thought that Jiang You asked so clearly.

Tang Yu gritted her molars: how did he know what Beisu's shower gel was.

"Milk smell." At this moment, Beisu said.

Tang Yu seemed to be rescued by a hero, "Yes, milk."

"How do you know..." Jiang You had another question.

"You said it yourself, the smell on him..." Bei Su looked at Tang Yu, his eyes were faintly red.