Chapter 777

Hair, really can be a lifetime?

"Baozi."

Yan Yiren closed his eyes and yawned gracefully. When he heard his voice, it was only a gentle hum.

"Where are the scissors?"

"In the penultimate drawer of the dresser."

Chu Huaijin is thoughtful. Let go of her, put her head on the pillow and get out of bed.

Yanyi people put up their heads and looked at him: "what do you want scissors for?"

From the penultimate drawer of the dressing table, I found the scissors. Master Chu took the scissors and tried them twice.

It sounds sharp.

Satisfactory to hook up the lip angle, holding scissors, toward her.

Yan baozi was frightened, and moved back for a few minutes to see that his steps still did not stop. He picked up the pillow and blocked it in front of him. "What are you going to do? Don't come here, stop! "

"Baozi, don't move." Master Chu's tone was like coaxing the Little Red Riding Hood's big gray wolf.

I still have a pair of scissors in my hand. How to look at them? How evil they are.

Yan baozi is a ghost when he doesn't move. His body is very numb and slippery, just like a loach. He rolls to the other side of the bed and jumps out of the bed.

Against him in bed.

Master Chu's smile broke down. The scissors on his hand made a crisp metal "click" sound in the air. His voice was Yin measured, "Yan baozi, don't move!"

"Don't move!" Yanbaozi angrily threw the pillow on his body, "put down the scissors and talk!"

Put it down?

Why put it down?

Young master Chu's lips were slightly pursed, and he was in some mood. "Yan baozi, come here obediently."

"Think well." The unique backbone of the hum, Yang Yang delicate chin, Yan baozi turn around, will leave the bedroom.

Want to go?

With a thud, the scissors were thrown on the bedside table.

With his long legs, Master Chu easily brought back the little lady who had slipped to the door.

He carried it shamefully. Yan baozi refused to accept it. He reached out to hit him. Master Chu held her head in a slow hand and separated her with a distance of one arm.

Yan baozi uses both hands and feet, kicks and kicks, just like a child who has played at home. He can't touch a hair at all!

I'm so angry!

Yan baozi breathed out a breath, "if I don't play, I'll go to sleep."

"Who played with you?" Master Chu looked down at her, idiot!

Intelligence was despised, Yan baozi was very angry, "Chu Huaijin, you apologize to me, I will forgive you."

"Why should I apologize to you?" Young master Chu is still painless, bending down slightly and reaching for the scissors on the bedside table.

"Did you just despise me? Do you despise my intelligence? Hum, just take advantage of now and praise me for being smart, beautiful and kind-hearted. I'll forgive you. "

After a while, the apology didn't wait. When it came, Master Chu pressed her to the bed.

On the body, it's the heavy body of a man. Yanbaozi tries to wriggle and struggle twice, and then merges the eggs No effect.

"Don't move. I'll be fine in a moment."

"You What are you going to do? " Yanbaozi watched as he held the scissors to her head.

Young master Chu stopped and looked down at her helplessly. "It's so noisy."

What?

How dare you dislike her quarrel?

Wet and moist kisses, then oppress

Lingering, sentimental and intimate.

"Be good, don't move, understand?"