Chapter 21 Make her cry

Yuan Yu sat on the sofa in a daze. She was holding a black-skinned notebook in her arms, but she couldn't see a word in her eyes.

Hang Yu took a dry towel while wiping his hair and came out of the bathroom. When he passed by the sofa, he pulled away the notebook in her arms. He turned over and jumped down from the back of the sofa. The bath towel tied to his waist was wide open. Yuan Yu was so scared that he covered his eyes, and then heard Hang Yu's smile saying: I've worn it this time.

She let go and glared at him, not robbing the book, but said in a sluggish manner: You can't understand it.

It was unfortunate to run into Hang Yu at the entrance of the hotel, and the most unfortunate thing was that she even brought the person home.

Just because he said he wanted to take a shower.

Yuan Yu was too lazy to argue with him on the road, and just wanted to get home quickly and find a place to quietly heal his wounds.

But Hang Yu's existence made her healing address very uneasy. He snatched her notes, glanced at her and started to laugh. Yuan Yu knew that he was laughing at her words with ugly words, so he opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Don't read my words if you think I'm ugly." He was so tired that he closed his mouth.

She didn't want to speak very much.

Hang Yu took the pen on the table and started writing on her laptop. Yuan Yu frowned and endured it for a few seconds. He couldn't help but get up and rob: Don't draw on my notebook, I'm going to use it.

Hang Yu lay on the sofa with his arms stretched out and his fingers pinching the notebook, which was very provocative. Yuan Yu knelt on the sofa with one knee, bent down, supported one hand on his chest, and the other hand went to grab the notebook.

The touch under the palm was a little hard, the body temperature was hot, and the strong smell of a man was surrounded by her from this moment on.

Yuan Yu realized something and looked down. Hang Yu was not wearing a top, naked, and had a moon-shaped scar on his chest. He should have exercised it. His texture was tight and his arms were very strong. The arm holding the notebook had blue veins, his biceps were well developed, and his shoulder line was very beautiful. He raised his head and rolled his Adam's apple.

A bright male color.

Still very attractive.

After Yuan Yu shook his mind for a second, the scene changed. Hang Yu turned over and pressed on the sofa. His face was pressed too low, and his warm breath was sprinkled on her face, and his thin lips were pressed down, as if he was about to kiss him in the next second.

She was so scared that she reached out to his chest and shouted incoherently: You, what are you doing!You go away!I'm going to go to bed!

Hang Yu put the notebook on her face, took a pen and continued to fill in the words that he had not finished writing.

Yuan Yu: ...

When he finished writing, he put the notebook on her face and raised his eyebrows and asked her: Do you think I want to kiss you?

Yuan Yu was a little embarrassed. She did think so just now, but she didn't dare to admit it, and just coughed and said: No.

You can do it if you want.Hang Yu lowered his back and came over.

Yuan Yu quickly picked up the notebook and blocked it in his mouth, blushed and shouted at him: I don’t want to!

It's a pity for you.He said.

Yuan Yu: ...

She has never seen anyone more shameless than Hang Yu in her life!

Screaming me again?Hang Yu laughed softly, stretched out his index finger and bounced it on her forehead.

When the three of them used to play cards, every time Yuan Yu lost, Hang Yu would flick her forehead. Ji Wenbo was always very light, only Hang Yu, after playing hard, he had to rub her head and said: This forehead is really hard.

Yuan Yu would cry every time and then scold Hang Yu for being a bastard.

She didn't know, so Hang Yu wanted to make her cry.

It's best to be in bed.

You bastard!I was shot so many times by you before!Do you think I am still a child?Yuan Yu stared at him fiercely, and she stretched out her middle finger and bounced it on his forehead several times, saying, "What's wrong with scolding you!"I... Ah hurts so much!

The force was used too much, and she made her fingers hurt.

She was so focused on holding her fingers and blew the air. Hang Yu was amused and smiled and cursed: Little idiot.

Yuan Yu used to hate his scolding her, but now he doesn't know what's going on. He always feels that the three words Hang Yu have some other meanings.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at her even more burningly, leaving her without even the courage to look at each other.