When an Xiaxia returned home, her family found her eyes red with tears. They all thought that her date had failed.

Father an makes a cup of milk tea for his baby daughter in silence. It's hard for Anyi north not to hurt her. He coughs and pours soul Chicken Soup for her: "summer, it doesn't matter. You're still young, and you can meet better ones in the future. Wave, say goodbye to the present dregs male, you are good to study, wait for you to enter the University, there are countless little fresh meat waiting for you! Those bastards who don't cherish you, don't be rare! "

Sheng Yize, who just got back from the taxi and was climbing the stairs, almost fell down when he heard this.

Can the world still have a little love?!

An Xia Xia innocently asks: "elder brother, don't you let me fall in love early?"

Anyi north only when she is really lovelorn, sighs: "it's OK, who didn't love a few scum when she was young, Xia Xia, brother doesn't blame you, darling, go wash your face and have a good sleep..." His brother and sister touched Anxia's hair deeply, but they remembered that Anxia seemed to have been lazy for two days and didn't wash her hair. They hurriedly pretended to take back their hands as if nothing had happened, and took a wet towel and wiped it calmly.

An Xiaxia was hurt: "isn't it two days without shampoo? You are my brother, how can you dislike so obviously! "

"Xia xiagui, brother love you." An Yi North head does not lift, does not have what sincerity coax an Xia.

"Either love me or give me pocket money!" In the Xia and Xia dynasties, the small white and tender claws stretched out from Anyi north.

Anyi North glanced at her, silently took out her wallet, and drew a pile of Grandpa Mao from it and gave it to Anxia Xia.

An Xiaxia got the pocket money, but she didn't feel happy at all.

"Your love for me It's not worth five hundred dollars... " Ansha and xiaxinsai.

Anyi North said slowly, "Oh, half off, that's my deep love for you ~"

he went back to his room with his coffee and a chuckle.

An Xiaxia broke his fingers to calculate, tears eyes.

....

She holds the milk tea cup to go back to the room, just in time to meet Sheng Yize upstairs.

The eyes collided, but there was nothing to say.

Sheng Yize's face is not very nice either.

No matter how much he likes Anxia, he also has his own pride.

As a man's self-esteem and reason tell themselves, since an Xia Xia does not like, barely no sense.

This fool! He decided to fight her!

Hum!

Sheng Yize didn't realize how childish and haughty his idea was. Anxia pouted at him, but he was also full of embarrassment.

Two people back to each other, an Xiaxia plans to return to the house, Sheng Yize is ready to go upstairs.

Suddenly, the light in the room flashed twice, and then went out.

An Xiaxia is shadowed by the ghost house. She screams and thinks it's haunted.

A pair of big hands behind her, almost subconsciously put her in her arms.

PATA -

milk tea sprinkled on him, and he never hid.

Anxia asked nervously: "Sheng Yize Are you haunted? "

Sheng Yize's disgusted cold hum: "it's just a blackout, coward!"

Ansha was embarrassed. She was afraid of the dark, but now she is in Sheng Yize's arms. It seems that she has an unparalleled sense of security.

There is too much height difference between the two men. Ansha Xiagang's good face is on his chest.

A clear and powerful heartbeat fell into her ear.

An Xiaxia's face, inexplicably began to burn.

"That Sheng Yize... "

"Well? What do you want to say to me? " In the dark, his voice began to soften.