It's good to be home.

The sight of Gong Ming night has never left her.

For him, it seems that he is not tired of seeing this girl.

Gradually, his eyes fell on her little PP.

Although the girl's chest is not big, small PP is quite warped, should feel very good, want to... Pinch.

Palace night wry smile, when did he become so dirty?

It seems that as long as this girl is around, he has no pure time.

"Ah, I'm going to check the information of the school!" An Yimo suddenly remembers her task. She gets up from the sofa and is about to run upstairs.

"No hurry. It's not too late to go after dinner." Gong MINGYE grabs her wrist and doesn't let her go.

"It seems that you are a little hungry when you say that." Ann to Mo embarrassed smile, "you know, mom lives outside, we can only solve their own food. So, can we order takeout? "

"Of course." How could he not allow, "what would you like to eat, I'll order it for you?"

"You invite me?"

"Sure!"

"..." an Yimo looks at him with doubts. Every time he likes to talk, she thinks it's not good.

Gong MINGYE saw that she had misunderstood again and threw her cell phone to her directly. "What do you want to eat? Call yourself!"

"Wow, that's very kind of you." An Yimo praised him, and then on the mobile phone to see what is better.

She didn't notice that Gong Ming night quietly went to the refrigerator and opened it.

Seeing that the bowl of noodles he put in the refrigerator a few days ago is still there, the corner of his eyes and eyebrows are full of satisfaction.

He didn't do anything, just pacing back to the sofa again, looking at Ann's earnest effort of ordering a meal.

After a while, an Yimo ordered the meal and gave him his mobile phone. "I ordered it. What do you eat?"

"I'll have some later. Don't worry about me. Just pay." Gong Ming night said.

"Yes? What do you want to eat? " An Yimo thought around and thought of a possibility, "do you want to cook by yourself?"

"Well thought! Have you ever seen me cook by myself? " How could he cook with his toes!

"Well, what do you eat? Does anyone do it for you? " An Yi Mo doubts a way.

"It does."

"Who?" An Yimo searched in his mind, "mother is not here, and there is no cook at home. Who else? Is it... Bodyguard? "

An Yimo thought that there are so many bodyguards who can cook.

"Almost." What Gong Ming night said is ambiguous.

Wen Yan, an Yimo is depressed.

Gong Ming night is good or bad. If someone cooks, she doesn't want to take out.

"Can you add me one? I also want to try the craft of elder brother bodyguard! "

"No, you can't. just eat the takeout!" Gong MINGYE said, and directly chose to pay on an Yimo's takeout list. He still joked, "are you a pig? Eat so much

"You don't care about me!" Ann said in a strange breath.

He had to let her take out, and he had to care whether she ate much or not!

She ate so much, she ate him!

My dear!

An Yimo robbed his mobile phone and bought a bunch of delicious food. He was satisfied only after he ordered the payment again.

Seeing his completely laissez faire and indifferent attitude, Ann was angry and poked on his mobile phone.

Sometimes look here, sometimes look there.

Sadly, there are so many software in it that she can't even read it!