"We are in a relationship. Do you understand?" Fu Yan hammered the hammer man's chest, a little shy. That made his goose bumps.

The distance between them is very close. Fu Yan successfully sees a Yi with a red face.

A Yi pestle was at a loss and surprised: "but shouldn't a couple be a woman and a man? My setting is not a woman... "

"Does Ayi like me?" Fu Yanxun induced. Male owners are easy to cheat and bully. Then, Fu Yan is not welcome.

Yi nodded, "I like it."

Fu Yan distorts the fact: "since a Yi likes me, I just like a Yi too. If I like each other, I'm naturally a couple."

The program is running fast, but Yi doesn't want to wait for the answer. Straight nod a way: "Yi understood."

Fu Yan turned, opened the door and went out.

The door closed, Yi turned and went back to the house.

Busy almost, Yi for a clean clothes, sitting at the door, eyes staring at the lock that position.

Even though he knew that the host would not come back so soon, he was willing to be in the nearest position to the host. I'm looking forward to the door lock turning twice to open, and then his figure will appear.

For a long time

Soon

The door lock finally turned.

Yi immediately got up, small eyes full of expectation. The point of expectation is whether there is a sweet kiss.

After the door opened, ah Yi's eyes suddenly widened, the pupil color instantly cooled down, and then deeply frowned, the words were cold: "let him go!"

The colleague who sent the drunk Fu Yan home immediately released his hand obediently. The key is that the man in his family who doesn't know whether he is a friend or a relationship, his voice and eyes are too terrible.

Without a support point, Fu Yanzhi fell forward. Wang Zhizhu "wow" a, conditional reflex want to catch people. Fu Yan's waist has a pair of hands.

Wang Zhizhu slowly raised his head and just wanted to boast that his hand was good. As soon as he looked up, he saw the man staring at him with poor eyes. Wang Zhizhu counseled.

"I'm a colleague of lawyer Fu. Today, he won the lawsuit, so he was happy to drink too much. " Wang Zhizhu doesn't seem to want to chat with a man. So he said slowly, "since I have already delivered the people, I will go first."

"Well." A Yi sinks a voice. He put his arms around Fu Yan who didn't know how much he had drunk, and one hand immediately grasped the doorknob.

The door slammed shut.

Wang Zhizhu's mouth is flat. He has a good temper.

But it's really handsome.

"Master, you smell of wine and don't sleep well. I'll help you take off your clothes and take a bath." Yi asked.

His nose was close to Fu Yan, smelling the wine and fragrant water on him, and his brow was more and more wrinkled.

Fu Yan was in a trance. He put up his index finger, and then fixed his body shaking from left to right, staring at ah Yi in front of him.

"Which little brother is quite handsome. He has the style of my family." Fu Yan said and patted ah Yi's shoulder very skillfully.

Husband?

It's a couple relationship

It's a closer relationship than a couple

Ah Yi's face turned red unconsciously, and his voice was very gentle: "master, shall we take a bath first?"

"Why take a bath?" Fu Yan collapsed on a Yi.

Although there is no smell on the man, Fu Yan feels that it smells good. It's so nice to smell that he wants to smell it all the time and never leave.

ah hide away from his shoulders, and some plaintive voice: "the owner has perfume, and... Just now the master was helped back by a stranger... "

"Oh..." Fu Yan gave a feeble answer.

When the lawyer is too hard to fight a lawsuit, drink to be brave, and drink to celebrate when he wins the lawsuit.

It's the so-called drinking before a lawsuit and drinking after a lawsuit. Fu Yan can't refuse yet. Once rejected these big guys, his lovely male owner will have no batteries and no oil to eat.

Fu Yan sniffed himself, then frowned deeply and agreed: "it's stinky."

At this time, a Yi helped Fu Yan to the washroom, holding him in his left hand and helping him take off his clothes one by one with his right hand.

All of a sudden, Fu Yan's white body, as well as straight and slender legs are no doubt.

A Yi stares at Fu Yan for a long time without moving. Why is it that Mingming has the same physiological structure? He feels inexplicably that the master's is very attractive

Appetite?

It wasn't until a night breeze came from the window, Fu Yan shivered and hummed twice, that ah Yi came back to himself.

"Come on, master, sit down. Ah Yi will release water for you."

Fu Yan is completely hanging on a Yi, his legs on the ground across one after another water stains. When ah Yi said to sit down, he sat down without lifting his feet twice."Ah..."

"Well..."

Fu Yan sat down directly, holding a Yi and stroking his hand. That "ah" is a Yi surprised under the voice. The sound of "Oh" was made by Fu Yan after he hit the bottom of the bathtub.

Hearing Fu Yan's hum, a Yi immediately stretched out his hand nervously and stroked the place Fu Yan hit.

A Yi cares a way: "host, very painful?"

"Mmm..." Fu Yan looked lax and nodded.

Aware of something wrong with ah Yi, Fu Yan said with a vicious smile: "I thought the robot would not react..."

Ah Yi swallowed his saliva. He stared at his abnormal body in the water and was at a loss: "master, ah Yi, is this, is this sick?"

"Yes, ah Yi is ill..." Fu Yan's ending sounds like a long thing.

Putting his lips close to ah Yi's ear, Fu Yan exhaled: "so, master, help ah Yi?"

"Isn't the master a lawyer?" A Yi asked naively: "can a lawyer still cure a disease?"

Fu Yanmei gently picked out: "you can see later whether I can cure."

The surface of the bathtub rose again and again, and Fu Yan's hands were sour. Ah Yi was still so energetic.

"Stop playing, I'm powerless..." He banged his chin directly on the edge of the bathtub, and he was all in a daze. This is called molestation. Instead of digging a hole, you jump in and bury yourself.

The master's smooth back appeared in front of him, and a Yi approached Fu Yan.

"Master?"

"Well?"

"I think..." Man's instinct.

Yi suddenly, Fu Yan frowned.

"I'll talk to you." Ah Yi is smiling.

Fu Yan: are you talking?

System: "host strategy total

integration with male body: 15%

host strategy process: 20%."

In his confusion, Fu Yan felt indulged. When he thought he had a simple dream, a pair of big hands caressed his body.