i just want to bribe you

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Su Miao opened the grade group with some headaches, and after reading a few messages, she didn't read any more.

Luo Beiqiao could really find something for him.

At present, this situation can only be denied.

Su Miao: I did not send those two messages before, and everything I said was not true. @all members

After sending the message, he threw the phone on the bed, and went out of the room with a cold face to find Luo Beiqiao.

Luo Beiqiao's door was unlocked, Su Miao turned the doorknob and opened it. He walked in and bumped into Luo Beiqiao who had just come out of the bathroom with his hair still dripping.

Luo Beiqiao was wrapped in a bath towel all over his body, and his body was still wet, and the water droplets from his wet hair slowly dripped onto his well-textured body.

"Miaomiao?" Luo Beiqiao raised his eyebrows, he was quite surprised that Su Miao came to his room at this time, "What? What do you want me to do?"

"Luo San, are you still shameless?" Su Miao approached Luo Beiqiao with a frown, and asked him, "Is it you who made my QQ?"

He spoke with absolute certainty.

Since Luo Beiqiao did it openly, he is not afraid of being discovered by Su Miao.

"It's me." He nodded without changing his expression, "Who told me to see them confessing to you collectively."

"I..." Su Miao was so angry that she almost stretched out her paw to scratch Luo Beiqiao, "Then... what does that have to do with you? Who told you to say those words!"

"What does it have to do with me?" Luo Beiqiao threw the towel aside, lowered his head and approached Su Miao, looking at him with dangerous eyes, "You mean to let me watch them confess to you? Do you think I Can you bear it? Huh?"

The tips of their noses almost touched each other, Su Miao took two steps back, her eyes flustered, and she was a little indecisive: "I... that... there are teachers in that group."

Luo Beiqiao chuckled, and kissed Su Miao on his lips while Su Miao was not paying attention, "So the reason you questioned me was not because I disturbed so many people's confession to you, but because there are teachers in the group?"

The water droplets from his wet hair fell on Su Miao's neck, which felt a bit cool, Su Miao blushed, lowered her head and muttered, "Otherwise, you think I..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Beiqiao's lips were sealed.

Luo Beiqiao pecked his lips and said vaguely: "I thought you were angry at me for interrupting your good business. After all, so many girls confessed."

After being kissed many times, Su Miao also calmed down. After struggling a few times, she obediently let Luo Beiqiao kiss her.

Luo Beiqiao had no clothes on, and Su Miao was at a loss for what to do with her hands and dared not put them on him, but Luo Beiqiao seemed to have seen his intentions, and took the initiative to wrap him in his arms, so that the two could stick tightly.

He didn't stop until Su Miao pushed him unsteadily.

Su Miao was so weak that she almost collapsed in his arms.

Luo Beiqiao took Su Miao to sit by the bed, Su Miao's head was a little empty, and it took several minutes for Su Miao to recover.

"I... I'm going back to my room first." Su Miao stood up, the blush on her cheeks still hadn't disappeared, and after saying this, he started to walk away.

Luo Beiqiao grabbed his wrist and rubbed his fingers ambiguously there, "Miaomiao, blow my hair for me."

"Ah?" Su Miao was stunned, Luo Beiqiao had already got up and went to the bathroom, and came out with the hair dryer after a while.

After plugging in the hair dryer and stuffing it into Su Miao's hand, Luo Beiqiao sat on the bed with a grandpa face.

Obviously waiting for Su Miao to serve him.

Su Miao curled her lips, complained silently in her heart, and then turned on the hair dryer to blow dry Luo Beiqiao's hair.

The roar of the hair dryer lingered in the ears of the two of them. Su Miao thought about finishing blowing and returning to her room, so she turned on the maximum wind.

The weather was hot, and Luo Beiqiao's hair was still dripping water when he just came out of the bathroom. At this time, it was only wet, and there was no more water dripping.

Luo Beiqiao sat on the edge of the bed with his legs spread apart. For convenience, Su Miao got a little closer to him, almost reaching between Luo Beiqiao's legs.

Luo Beiqiao's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist calmly. At this moment, Su Miao took a step forward and was completely surrounded by Luo Beiqiao's legs.

Su Miao was frightened by this situation and even turned off the hair dryer.

Luo Beiqiao's long legs encircled him, and the legs were so tight that it was difficult for Su Miao to move.

"Lao Luo, what are you doing?" Su Miao frowned, obviously embarrassed in the small circle formed by Luo Beiqiao's legs.

The space in the circle was limited, and his thigh was almost touching Luo Beiqiao's.

There is any obvious change there, he can clearly feel it at this moment.

"Luo Beiqiao, do you still want to blow your hair?" Su Miao stretched her legs and wanted to step out, but Luo Beiqiao stopped her without any accidents. His brows twitched and he said, "If you don't, I will go back to the room."

"Blow it." Luo Beiqiao obviously had a reaction, but he acted as if nothing happened, "Just blow it to me like this, I was too far away just now."

Su Miao: "..."

Thinking that Luo Beiqiao would not let him go until he finished drying his hair, Su Miao was tired and ready to continue blowing.

This posture is just this posture, the big deal is the feeling in the bathroom, and he runs away as soon as he finishes blowing.

When Su Miao was about to reach out to press the hair dryer switch, Luo Beiqiao said again: "Blow with the smallest wind, it's comfortable, and the hair won't be too fluffy, it looks good."

Does this old man still care about this?I do care about image.

"Young Master Luo, you know a lot." Su Miao complained.

Luo Beiqiao was dissatisfied immediately, pinched Su Miao's waist, and looked at him with his chin up, "Who are you talking about the old man?"

Su Miao's pinched waist softened and she almost fell on Luo Beiqiao's lap. After meeting his eyes, she said unwillingly, "30-year-old man."

Luo Beiqiao: "..."

Luo Laosan, who was called an old man and an old man, felt a little melancholy.

Although Su Miao buried him, she also opened the smallest wind according to his request.

The smallest wind roar is also small, not too noisy.

Su Miao held the hair dryer in one hand, and gently fiddled with Luo Beiqiao's hair with the other.Luo Beiqiao's personality is extremely strong, but her hair is surprisingly soft.

Just like...just like his lips.

Such a thought popped into her mind, and Su Miao shook her hand holding the hair dryer.

After drying his hair in a mess, Su Miao put the hair dryer on the bedside table, and when he moved his legs, Luo Beiqiao still circled him.

"Luo Beiqiao, what the hell are you doing?"

Just as Su Miao said this, Luo Beiqiao pulled him, and he fell unsteadily on the opponent's lap.

What followed immediately was Luo Beiqiao's stormy kiss.

Su Miao also felt that it was easy to go off when wiping the gun.

After the result, Su Miao's face was not very good, "It's getting late, I'm going to bed." He bit his lip and pushed Luo Beiqiao away, ready to escape.

Naturally, it was impossible for Luo Beiqiao to let him go, so she pulled him into her arms from behind, and whispered in his ear, "Miaomiao, I want you."

"Luo Beiqiao, don't be a hooligan!" Su Miao's voice trembled a little.

.........

Then, the two solved each other's problems.