High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 715
He noticed Young Master Yang's gaze.

The boy shrugged again, "Ah... the cups are too difficult to fold, so let's leave it at that, anyway, I have to sleep at night."

"Why don't you say that it's not easy if you don't know how to stack?"

Young Master Yang's daily rancor came out again.

"Well, you care about what those people do, as long as you understand what it means."

The young man shrugged his shoulders again and again, indifferently.

Yang Moyan glanced at her sideways, walked to the bed, took the quilt that was crumpled by the young man, spread it all out, and finally glanced sideways again, and said two words in a very low voice, "Come here. "

Lin Zhaoxia did not resist and walked over.

Besides, she was also curious about what Yang Moyan was going to do.

"Look."

Another faint word fell.

Yang Moyan moved a few times.

Originally, it was just a mess that was crumpled up by the young man, but in a blink of an eye, it was tidied up by Young Master Yang a few times.

And it's still the typical neatness of tofu cubes...

Lin Zhaoxia blinked, blinked again, and finally raised her eyes, the tails of her eyes were raised with surprise, "You can?"

"Why not?"

Young Master Yang asked indifferently.

Then he asked, "Have you learned it?"

This made the boy scratch his hair, touch the bridge of his nose at last, smile innocently with red lips and white teeth, and said two words: "No."

Yang Moyan frowned.

You can tell by looking at the boy's eyes.

"Come here again, I'll teach you."

He said, and reopened the folded ones.

The young man looked anxiously, "Hey, don't open it...the fold is so beautiful."

These words made Young Master Yang raise his eyebrows again, "Even if you don't open it now, you still have to open it tonight."

"No, I don't need to cover the quilt." The boy said this seriously.

But in the next second, he was patted on the head: "...Are you an idiot? Are you willing to catch a cold and continue to take medicine without covering the quilt?"

When it comes to medicine, it is the shadow of a teenager.

Lin Zhaoxia immediately covered her mouth and shook her head there, "Don't mention medicine, I'm afraid I'm going to show you an explosion in place."

Yang Moyan pulled his lips.

Seeing the young man with messy hair, covering his mouth, and a pair of good-looking eyes with big eyes, black and white, and a special cuteness, his eyes finally met, and the four eyes met for a few seconds.

As soon as Yang Moyan stretched out his hand, he took the boy into his arms, reached out from behind and grasped the back of the boy's hand, and finally clasped his fingers together. The deep and pleasant voice whispered in his ear, "Look, I'll just take you to do it once." , come by yourself in a while."

"Oh……"

The young man replied a little absent-mindedly.

The reason is the voice that rings in the ear, the sense of breathing and the extremely powerful heartbeat rhythm coming from behind.

All this distracted Lin Zhaoxia.

The cold fragrance of hundreds of flowers swept up the tip of the nose.

Not very strong flavour.

Very light.

But it is fascinating.

Her side is separated.

Yang Moyan over there was holding her hand and teaching her how to fold the quilt very seriously.

It's a pity that the young man kept his number absent-mindedly throughout the whole process, so how can he pay attention to the first half of it?

Finally, the quilt is folded again.

Yang Moyan also let go of the young man's hand, walked to the side and looked at her sideways, "Are you meeting? Open and fold the quilt for me to see."

Lin Zhaoxia blinked, staring at the neatly folded quilt again,... couldn't bear to make a move.

"Why don't you do it?"

Yang Moyan next to him glanced at the young man.

"En... Xiaojiao wife folds the quilt so beautifully that your little boyfriend can't bear to do it. Why don't we keep it and don't open it? When you sleep at night and wake up tomorrow, are you watching me fold it?"

(End of this chapter)