High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 561
Lin Zhaoxia blinked again, and asked instead, "What do you know?"

She was eager to know.

Yang Moyan knew something.

just.

Can Yang Moyan fail to see the little thoughts of the young man?
He hooked his lips.

It happened to be the curiosity of a teenager.

Then I asked again, "Where do you want to go?"

The boy knew that the other party must have done it on purpose.

Be curious about this kind of thing.

Sometimes it is really troublesome.

Lin Zhaoxia frowned irritably.

"go your place."

Otherwise, what else can we do?
The appetite is lifted by you.

It's not fun to talk about half of it!

And Yang Moyan was waiting for the young man to take the initiative to say this sentence.

Raise your hand.

Put it on top of the boy's head.

I touched it twice.

The arc of the corner of the lips hooked up again.

This can be regarded as the completion of the itchy hands just now.

At the same time, he glanced sideways, and glanced at the driver in front of him through the rearview mirror, "Did you hear that?"

The driver quickly started the car and drove out.

The car is on the way.

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't bear to ask the other party, "What do you know?"

"I'll tell you later, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask someone to make it in advance."

Avoiding the important and talking lightly, Yang Moyan avoided the young man's inquiries in various ways along the way.

No matter how much the boy pestered him, he just didn't answer directly.

Lin Zhaoxia's face puffed up.

The original depression was because of Yang Moyan's actions.

Now it's all about curiosity.

It felt like a kitten's paws were scratching in my heart.

The itchy Lin Zhaoxia felt extremely uncomfortable.

But it happened to be the mastermind who caused these.

Just don't answer.

Lin Zhaoxia propped her chin and looked out the window.

Along the way, Yang Moyan was still teasing him, but he just ignored him.

until the car stops.

It's under Yang Moyan's personal small apartment.

The driver got down and opened the rear door.

Yang Moyan did not get out of the car.

Instead, he stretched out his hand and pulled the boy's wrist, "We're here, won't you get out of the car?"

Lin Zhaoxia shook her hand, still maintaining the posture of propping her chin and looking out of the window, without turning her head, "No more."

"Really not getting out of the car?"

"No."

That look.

He looked like a kid who was having trouble getting candy.

Or more figuratively it could be.

A little kitty who can't eat fish and has a little temper.

"Okay, then I won't tell you what I know."

But Young Master Yang has a way to deal with the little awkwardness of the young man.

really.

Just after his words fell.

The young man turned his head abruptly, and grabbed the other's wrist instead, his twinkling peach blossom eyes opened a little bit, "Yang Moyan, you can't keep your promises, words don't count!"

"Have it?"

Young Master Yang raised his eyebrows when he heard the young man's words.

Lin Zhaoxia snorted, "I don't know who it is, just told me in the car, tell me later. It's been a while now, and I haven't said anything yet."

Yang Moyan patted her head, completely accustomed to pet pets, "Get out of the car, and I will tell you everything when I get in."

"seriously."

But Lin Zhaoxia didn't like Young Master Yang's habit at all.

He stretched out his hand bluntly and clapped.

He directly slapped off the opponent's hand that fell on his head, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

"Seriously, don't lie."

Lin Zhaoxia hesitated for a moment.

Here, Yang Moyan stepped forward with his long legs, got out of the car, stood still beside the car, slightly bent down to look at the young man who was still in the car, and stretched out his hand, "Then now, this little brother, little boyfriend, what do you want?" come out?"

(End of this chapter)