Chapter 633： According to your request: I do nothing

Chapter 633 is in accordance with your request: I do nothing

"But what should I do?" He took off his glasses slowly and moved his forehead to the back of his head. "As long as I see you, I can't help but want to do something...um...not serious."

Song Yaoyao: "???"

"So," the man lifted her up with one hand and put her under the bed, "In order to prevent me from doing bad things, please ask Song Yaoyao to rest alone tonight, okay?"

"Hey--"

Song Yaoya felt offended, so she flopped twice.

The little face flushed red, "That's your evil thinking, what does it have to do with me! I don't care! I'm going to sleep here tonight!"

She shook her fist, gave Huo Yunque an arrogant look, swished onto the bed, and got into the bed.

Clutching the thin quilt, his dark eyes were full of pride.

"Oh?"

Huo Yunque put down the book, "Are you sure?"

"OK, and for sure!"

Song Yaoya made a face at him, looking at what you can do with me.

In fact, Huo Yunque really couldn't do anything to her.

He just smiled obscurely and accepted the reality.

then--

Under Song Yaoya's triumphant gaze, he put his hand on the neckline.

Song Yao's instinct was bad, "What are you doing?!"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Naturally sleep."

As I said many times before, Song Yaoya felt that Huo Yunque's hair is **** and attractive. Not to mention that there are so many extreme manual controls in the world. The pampered hand put a button on the button, and then slowly unbuttoned the buttons one by one.

That picture, that shocking feeling——

It made Song Yaoyao almost bleed!

She tightly wrapped the quilt vigilantly, "If you mess around, you just don't mean anything!"

See who ruled it!

"I turned out to be like this in your heart--" Huo Yunque said lightly, "It really makes me sad."

The silk shirt slipped off, Huo Yunque's expression was dull, half-squinting.

A lazy, careless appearance.

Song Yaoyao's gaze fell on him involuntarily, immediately stuck to it, and could no longer move away.

She watched him drinking water, her apple trembling, sexy.

Silent sense of temptation.

The string in Song Yaoya's heart was a little bit straight and tight...

Only a little bit, it will break!

The man’s cool fingertips touched her lips, the tone was already low, and at this moment, he leaned down beside her, hoarse and restrained——

"Use this instead of a good night kiss, then good night, girlfriend."

The smell that lingered in Song Yaoyao's breath pulled away a little bit, like the purest handful of snow on a snow-capped mountain, so clear that there was no trace of impurities.

But the cleaner, the more people want to get involved.

He lay down slowly.

The room went dark.

Plop, plop, plop...

The girl's heartbeat sounded like beating a drum, especially clear in her ears.

In the darkness, the man rolled over, his eyelashes drooping blackly.

Wan Lai was silent.

It's a good time to do bad things.

Anyway, he couldn't see her expression anyway!

Song Yaoya licked her lips, slipped into the quilt quietly, and crawled over with little hands like a thief.

I was noticed before I got close.

The man's breath is colder than the moonlight.

"Pay attention to your hand, Song Yaoyao classmate."

This reminder made Song Yaoya blush. She gritted her teeth, knowing that the man did it on purpose. He didn't want to, but who told him to have more self-control than her?

None of them are good people, pretending to be a gentleman!

Yes, at this moment, Song Yaoyao had an epiphany!

(End of this chapter)