why the middle and lower

In the middle of the night, a body possessed him and slowly squirmed toward the center of the bed.

The person on the bed grabbed the intruder's hand that was lighting the fire, and murmured, "Be quiet."

"Brother, I admit defeat, I can't give up on you, what should I do?"

This was expected by He Xu, he wanted to make a condition first: "Help me find Lu Yu back."

"Okay," he didn't expect Congratulations to readily agree. If brother didn't mention it, he would almost forget about it.His useless subordinates let the poor boy escape by mistake, but they never found him again.

"Oh? You were more than happy to agree."

"Brother, I promise I won't touch him again," he leaned closer, "Give it to me, touch me, you are my antidote, only if you touch me, I can relax."

He Xu grabbed his neck with both hands, teasingly said: "Look at you, when did you fall to this point?"

He Yan struggled in his hand, and said vaguely: "Just push harder." His thin neck would be crushed if he tried harder.

This action instantly seemed to pluck a rusty string deep in He Xu's heart, making him unable to tell whether the person he was pinching in his hands was He Yan or Lu Yu.He let go abruptly, letting the other party take advantage of it, pressed his lips heavily, and then took advantage of the fire...

Zheng Yijun strode into Wenyi's cafe with several bodyguards.But after a while, I was afraid that the scene and the situation would scare the girls in the store, so I whispered to let the men wait outside the store.With such a big fanfare, I don't know who it is for.

"Boss Wen," he pulled Wen Yi to a more secluded corner, and pushed Yan Xiaokun in front of him, "Apologize to my Xiaokun."

Yan Xiaokun blushed a lot when he heard the young master say "my Xiaokun".

"Okay, I want to talk to him alone," Wen Yi began to put on airs, "there is less trouble and wait outside."

Zheng Yijun clenched his fists, he didn't dare to be rude here, so he endured it for Xiaokun's sake, and walked straight to the door.

Wen Yi gently grabbed Xiao Kun's arm, like a lover who has done something wrong, and said ambiguously: "Xiao Kun, you are not angry with me, are you?"

Yan Xiaokun pulled his hand away, shook his head and said, "Mr. Wen, I'm not angry, but don't let something like that happen again, okay?"

"Call me Wen Yi," Wen Yi demanded.

Yan Xiaokun just looked straight at him.

"If you call, I promise you."

Yan Xiaokun thought for a while, and had no choice but to compromise: "Wen Yi."

Unexpectedly, Wen Yi got carried away with complacency and stepped forward to hug him.

Yan Xiaokun immediately pulled the person away, and said while tugging: "Mr. Wen, what you want is my body, but what I want is the young master's heart."

"What did you say?" Wen Yi let go of him with disbelief on his face, but quickly restrained his emotions.

"He can't be in love with you, you know that very well."

"I know, but Mr. Wen, it's impossible for me to fall in love with someone else."

With inexplicable emotions, Wen Yi watched Xiao Kun disappear from his sight.

At night, Zheng Yijun was going to sleep, when he heard the knock on the door, he dragged his sleepy pace to open the door.

"Say something quickly, I'm so sleepy," he half-closed his eyes.

"Master," Yan Xiaokun cut straight to the point, "Can I give you a hug?"

"Why are you so busy? Hurry up, just a second."

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Xiaokun hugged the young master almost at the same time.

In the next second, he slapped him on the shoulder, "Okay, one second is up."

"Not enough, not enough," Yan Xiaokun was a little excited, afraid that the young master would push him away, and the young master would not stand still, and the two of them fell on the carpet one after another with a "bang".

"Have you hugged Yan Xiaokun enough?"

Yan Xiaokun was full of joy: "Master, you are the only one who loves me the most, and you can decide everything for me."

"Don't make it sound like you're easy to bully, don't look at your muscles."

"Master, I love you, good night," after saying that, he pouted on the young master's face, got up and left quickly.

"Yan Xiaokun!" Zheng Yijun roared behind him: "You rascal who pushes every inch!"

Now it's all right, someone's heartbeat speeded up, and he lost all sleepiness.