Chapter 1645

Master Chu's voice is deep, and his eyes are familiar with it: "do I agree?"

Yan baozi glared at him with force, and stuck his neck to answer back: "do I need your consent? Who are you! "

Who is she?

Ha ha, good question!

"It seems that you want me to tell you who I am," said Master Chu with a cold smile

The next second, the sound of clothes breaking!

When her skin was exposed to the cold air, Yanyi shivered with cold. She closed her eyes and screamed, "ah..."

A hand of consciousness raised, to his face.

Master Chu accurately grasped her wrist, pulled her back into his arms, bowed his head and bit her on the clavicle.

"Hooligan! Beast! You let go of me, I'm going to scream! "

"No one will save you today, even if you call for a broken throat!"

Yanbaozi takes a deep breath, sinks into Dantian's air, and shouts: "break throat..."

Time, as if at this moment freeze frame.

Master Chu looked down at her eyes, which were more and more moist and bright because of her anger. He was in a trance: "what's your name?"

"Break your throat! Didn't you ask me to do it? "

Master Chu: "..."

Sullen eyes, gradually grasp for sympathy.

Even if I lose my memory, my IQ will decline.

Forget it, he won't care about a fool.

Touching her head, Master Chu sighed, "it's stupid to make people laugh."

"What's that look in your eyes?" Yanbaozi grabbed the collar of his shirt and said, "take it back, take it back!"

"Tell me, why send Chu Wenhuo back?"

Yan baozi's body shrank. It was cold and his brow was slightly wrinkled.

When Master Chu saw her, he sighed, released her, and began to unbutton his shirt.

Step by step, yanbaozi retreated until she was on the back of the door, her arms around her chest, trying to protect herself.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Master Chu took off his shirt, took her wrist in one hand, pulled her to himself, and carefully shook his shirt and put it on her.

The man's voice is hoarse, with a touch of uncontrollable desire. "Buckle up yourself, or I will?"

Yanbaozi immediately pushed his hand away, lowered his head, put on his shirt in a hurry, "I'll do it myself."

The white shirt covered her fire, hot and tempting figure, and Master Chu gave out a murky breath.

Continue the topic just now: "why send Chu Wenhuo back?"

When Yan baozi put on his clothes, he became confident and asked: "didn't you see my little baozi crying? He missed his father. What's wrong with me taking him to see him? "

Young master Chu frowned: "I told you that Chu Wenhuo is not your little bun. There's something wrong with your brain. You've lost most of your memory. It's just a mistake to think of Chu Wenhuo as your little bun. "

Yan baozi is in short of interest and obviously doesn't want to hear from him.

What she thought was Chu Wenhuo, and Chu culture was her little bun.

No one can correct this, no one can change it.

Even if it was Master Chu, it would not work!

"Well, I know you don't like to listen to these words. Then let's talk about something else. "

Yan baozi looked at him doubtfully, and was aroused by his curiosity: "what do you say?"

"Aren't you curious about the past?"