Xinzezhao back to the old accounts, let Liang Xiaoyu give up the last struggle, determined to nod, then added: "if you want to be a secretary, it is also a serious secretary."
Being amused by Liang Xiaoyu's words, Xin Zezhao restrained his smile and seriously replied, "I'm a serious president."
Liang Xiaoyu is also amused by Xin Zezhao's rare joking. At this moment, the two people who always fight against each other in the past get along with each other very rarely. Even the lights in the room become extremely soft.
But this rare harmonious time was soon broken, because Xin Zezhao suddenly showed a evil smile, his eyes were naked, and his tone was extremely ambiguous. He said to lengliang Xiaoyu, "tonight you are going to do what Xiaomi should do."
Frightened by Xin Zezhao's sudden change, Liang Xiaoyu stepped back and said in a trembling voice, "what are you doing?"
"Sleep with me!" Xinzezhao a pair of natural appearance, a forthright answer.
"Dream of you!" Liang Xiaoyu gnashed his teeth and scolded Xin Zezhao. Just now, he brazenly said that he was a serious president. Bah!
"I'm going to sleep here tonight anyway."
In the face of such a scoundrel and a three-year-old child like childish Xin Zezhao, Liang Xiaoyu can't help but roll his eyes, not angry to leave the words: "only the sofa, love to sleep."
"Do you think your sofa can satisfy me?"
Xin Zezhao doesn't give up. After that, he stands up and automatically walks to the corridor. Just as Xin Zezhao stands at the door of the room, Liang Xiaoyu runs to him and stops him.
It's the room where I sleep with Xiao Yu. If I sleep with him, I feel super invincible and strange.
"You can't sleep here!"
"Where do you sleep?"
Liang Xiaoyu helplessly helps his forehead, but he puts his words in again There's no other way. I have to clean up the guest room for him.
"You go to the living room and wait. I'll clean up the guest room for you."
To achieve the goal, Xin Zezhao didn't insist on entering Liang Xiaoyu's boudoir, and walked back to the living room, as if at home.
Then he ran to the door of the guest room and leisurely went to find Liang Xiaoyu to ask for toiletries. He didn't regard himself as a guest at all. Because of his sudden arrival, Liang Xiaoyu was in a mess tonight.
After finishing cleaning up and making a good bed, he found that Xin Zezhao had already taken a bath consciously and was sitting in the living room watching TV in all sorts of boring ways.
Looking back at myself, because I was busy all night, now I'm sweating, and I feel sticky all over.
How can I feel like I'm a nanny while I'm in xinzezhao's family?! Every time I meet him, I am a slave. Liang Xiaoyu is frustrated by his sudden cognition.
"Don't you go to the bath yet?" Xin Zezhao looks at Liang Xiaoyu giving orders.
Liang Xiaoyu is speechless. In fact, the pathetic, grief stricken and exhausted Xin Zezhao she saw tonight is a fake?! In fact, I am too eager to see such a weak him, and then I can trample him severely, which leads to my hallucination?!
In the end, everything is ready. Liang Xiaoyu is very tired. He has spent a lot of energy in his early study. When Liang Xiaoyu sees that Xin Zezhao is still in the living room, he doesn't pay any attention to him.
Informed Xin Zezhao, let him sleepy himself to go to the guest room to sleep, then he repeatedly yawned and went back to the room to sleep.
No one thought that when Xin Zezhao saw that Liang Xiaoyu was about to close the door when he entered the room, he came to the door with a long, straight leg and a flying stride.
Then he pushed open the door and carried Liang Xiaoyu to the guest room and threw him on the bed.
Liang Xiaoyu looks at Xin Zezhao in horror and thinks, is it hard to be forced at home? So you're not leading a wolf into the house?!
Xin Zezhao didn't do as she imagined. She just closed the door, got into bed, hugged her, and whispered in her ear, "don't move, or it won't be as simple as sleeping."
When he was held by Xin Zezhao, his sleepiness had been scared to the sky for a long time. He was stiff and didn't dare to move. After half a sound, he heard Xin Zezhao's thin and even breathing.
Falling asleep?! Liang Xiaoyu is very surprised, but she still tries to get rid of Xin Zezhao's hand on her waist. As soon as she moves, Xin Zezhao's hand tightens again.