Looking back at him, Tong en frowned and asked, "Why are you here again?"
After receiving the news that he was in Repulse Bay, Tong en came back in a hurry for fear that the master would be upset and come to her company quietly.
Wan Jingting was staring at her with a pair of eyes and a smile. His pet in his eyebrows became deeper and deeper. He still held the magazine in his fingers.
As the words fell, the leaves on his hands were torn off by him.
There was an evergreen tree in the living room. It was green and white. Under the light, it was bright. Wan Jingting wiped the top of the leaf and twisted the weak leaf. He frowned and looked up at her. His face darkened. He was staring at her and humming: "play with me?"
Tong en took a breath and said, "if I say it's just a fever of the brain?"
Wan Jingting gently pulled the corner of his lips, folded his arms to examine her unnatural face: "well, go on."
Tong en looked at him when he was calm, but he was not confident enough to stumble: "that one That message, in fact, is not "It's a smile." she stopped again, her eyebrows locked deep: "it's my hair, it's me, it's me."
How can Wan Jingting not find her strange look, but still calm as water, thought-provoking sight has already fallen on her bow waist, the radian of lips is very shallow.
Tong en wants to cry without tears. He quickly turns around and leans against the wall, tensing his face tightly to calm himself down.
Breathing deeper, the body's underwear become loose, as if the next second will slide out.
Wang Yi, you bastard, you are shameless!
Asshole!
Tong en bites his lower lip and gets angry.
Tong en breathed slowly. When she turned around, she found that her underwear button was loose. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to rush to the opposite bathroom. Unexpectedly, the man stepped out his long legs to directly block her. The voice was elegant and indifferent: "want to pee? Say it clearly, or bear it
Wan Jingting stares at her absent-minded eyes from the side and throws the magazine on the sofa leisurely, leaving her a little distance.
Tong en's brain is covered, and his mind is full of taboo words.
"I've had your things moved out of that damp rental house, upstairs." He slowly raised his eyebrows, malicious voice sounded behind her: "this house is yours, so, in this case, you support me?"
It's time to come.
The man adjusted his pace and stood behind her. The magazine rolled up into a roll in his hand just glided along her waist. With a little depiction, she could not help straightening her waist, but her momentum weakened.
As soon as his trembling ending came down, Tong en was excited.
He looked down at Tong en with a lazy voice: "don't you mean to live with me? Why, I've brought all my luggage here, and you turn around and ask me why, eh? "
The man rippled calmly smile: "hit you because you said the wrong thing."
Inexplicably beaten, Tong en is still at a loss, subconsciously rubbing his forehead, yelling at Wan Jingting: "why hit me?"
Tong en was suddenly knocked on the forehead. His strength was not heavy, but it was memorable.
Tong en's eyes froze and fell on the missing leaf, as if she had been torn.
Psychologically speaking empathy, she instantly understood what it was.
"When you say something, it's water. I don't accept any explanation from you." Wan Jingting stood in front of her, serious: "happy cohabitation."