"Give me another try?" Sun Zhenzhen got up and slapped the table.
Yang Yilin was not afraid at all. He teased her as he ran away. "I can't live without what you said. Am I helpless?"
Sun Zhenzhen is not willing to listen to such words. Everyone who leaves sun Zhenzhen is still alive and well.
So he continued to say that he didn't want to die. She got up and ran after him all over the room, shouting: "stop for me, I can't tear your broken mouth today."
Yang Yilin is not afraid of her. She is childish like a three-year-old child, running and making faces at her.
The more it is like this, the more angry Sun Zhen is. He runs to the sofa and picks up the pillow from the sofa and flies to Yang Yilin, who is running in front of him.
"Stop for me!"
Yang Yilin catches the pillow and continues, "Hey, I can't beat you."
Sun Zhen was so angry that he vomited blood, turned around and fell on the sofa. He no longer tried to chase him.
Yang Yilin saw that she sat down and was even more unbridled. He approached her tentatively. "Why, I'm tired after running these laps. It seems that I lack of exercise?"
He said nothing at all, but his charming peach blossom eyes looked sun Zhenzhen up and down, which made sun Zhenzhen very upset. What did he mean?
It can remind sun Zhenzhen that exercise is what Yang Yilin usually said about bed exercise... Br >
scum!
Sun Zhenzhen's eyes glared at him. When he didn't pay attention, he suddenly stood up and grabbed Yang Yilin's collar.
Yang Yilin was unprepared for her sudden attack, so the two men fell down to the sofa.
Such close contact seems to be the first time in sun Zhenzhen's impression.
She could hear his heart beating clearly, and she could feel the sudden rise of his temperature.
And her arms are in front of her chest, making a good defensive state, and her eyes are complicated to look at the person who is pressing on her.
Yang Yilin, on the other hand, looks at her in a languid manner, with a smile on his eyebrow, just like the affectionate hero in an idol play.
Those eyes that look at her are more bright and profound than jewels, which are full of different emotions.
Sun Zhenzhen tried hard to read, but still didn't understand the meaning of his eyes.
The tip of her heart shook fiercely. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously. Her breathing was not smooth. She stammered for a long time: "get up for me."
The beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at her, and didn't mean to get up at all. Instead, the sexy lips kept approaching her. Sun Zhen was really scared to be careful of the liver shaking, and subconsciously reached out to push him. "Go away!"
But unexpectedly, his sexy lips rubbed from her cheek, pasted into her ear, spitting hot air and whispered: "I seem to hear your heartbeat, plop and plop ~"
SUN Zhenzhen thought he would say something, but he said such a sentence for a long time, and could not help but Rage: "nervous disease, get up and let me go!"
When she said this, her cheeks turned red involuntarily. She was seldom shy, but today she was really out of control.
Looking at her red face, Yang Yilin smiled and said in a low voice, "so you will be shy, too?"
Sun Zhenzhen was enraged by this sentence and pushed him hard. "You are shy. Your family are shy. Get out of the way."