Don't play with avatars

Teacher, help me. "

Jiang Yin only felt a surge of heat rushing to his forehead, and the great sense of achievement made him feel a little elated. Lin Dongyan, who had always been indifferent and rejected people thousands of miles away, was sitting obediently in front of him at this moment, looking like a good student.

"Okay." Jiang Yin ignored the hoarseness in his voice, and even ignored his arms that were getting tighter and tighter.

He moved a bit, ready to plug in the hair dryer, but Lin Dongyan noticed his movement and thought he was going to escape, so he wrapped his arms tighter.

"Lin Dongyan?" Jiang Yin finally noticed something was wrong, he looked down at Lin Dongyan, and found that Lin Dongyan was buried on his waist, unable to see his face clearly.

"Mr. Jiang, that's it."

Lin Dongyan said in a muffled voice.

Jiang Yin really liked the way he called himself "Teacher Jiang", so he didn't struggle, bent down to plug in the power, then turned the hair dryer to the lowest setting, and blown his hair.

Lin Dongyan was still lying on his waist, and Jiang Yin stroked his soft hair with his palm, inexplicably feeling that he was a bit like a dog begging for love, cute and pitiful.

"Mr. Jiang, I don't want to sleep on the sofa."

Lin Dongyan rubbed his face against his waist, a little itchy.

Jiang Yin didn't fully understand what he meant: "Then I'll sleep."

Lin Dongyan tightened his arms and shook his head lightly: "No."

"Then what do you want?" Jiang Yin rubbed his hair, feeling rarely relaxed.

Facing Lin Dongyan who looked like a puppy, Jiang Yin relaxed his vigilance.

Lin Dongyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, looked up at him, there was a little imperceptible danger in his eyes:

"I can do whatever I want?"

The author has something to say: Yes, please do yourself a favor.

There is a red envelope for the message in this chapter qaqr