"Where is the hair dryer?" Rong Huang asked Tang Qian with his wet hair.

Tang Qian took out the hair dryer from the cabinet under the TV, avoided the little paw that Rong Huang stretched out, and pointed to the sofa where he was sitting just now, "I'm coming."

Rong Huang's slender eyelashes trembled lightly, and he felt something was wrong, but he sat down obediently.

The corner of Tang Qian's mouth is light, so good.

Tang Qian's movements were very gentle, fingertips picked up strands of soft lacquer hair, and the hair swayed gently with the warm wind.

Rong Huang almost fell asleep comfortably when he finished blowing.

Tang Qian squeezed Rong Huang's earlobe, his tone was loose, "Okay."

Rong Huang squeezed his back numb, and jumped up from the sofa, picking up a new down jacket and putting it on.

"These clothes all fit well." Rong Huang looked down at the clothes, his tone seemed puzzled.

Tang Qian's eyes flickered, and he said nonchalantly, "I think it's almost this size, so let it be sent."

Rong Huang pursed his lower lip, even the innermost piece of clothing...

Thinking of this, Rong Huang Ergen was a little enthusiastic.

Rong Huang shook his head and patted Tang Qian's shoulder on his tiptoe. He looked like the two brothers, "Thank you, I will ask you to eat sausage next time."

The grilled sausages in the school's small supermarket cost two yuan a piece, which is delicious.

Tang Qian noticed something, and directly reached out his hand to pinch Rong Huang's paw that hadn't taken it back, "Thanks for the great grace? What if I insist on thanking me?"

The hair on Rong Huang's back exploded in an instant. What does this villain want to do? !

Tang Qian's fingers rubbed Rong Huang's delicate skin, his eyes smiled wantonly, "Huh?"

Rong Huang tried his best not to lose his momentum, and straightened his chest, "Isn't it just a thank you gift, it's easy to say." After that, he patted his chest, "Tell me what you want, and wrap it on me."

Tang Qian raised his eyebrows, "Can you give me anything?"

Rong Huang nodded, and there seemed to be two layers of soft flesh looming on his chin.

There is also a lot of small money in her bank card.

Tang Qian stared at Rong Huang's chin. He couldn't help but raised his hand and squeezed it. The touch was very good, and his delicate eyebrows were relaxed. "What if I want you?"

Rong Huang: "......???"

what did you say?

I didn't hear it clearly because the wind was too strong just now.

"I, I, I, I, I'm a good boy from a pure white family...you, you, you, you, you can't do this!" Rong Huang almost bit his tongue, and stepped on Tang Qian's instep in a panic, and Tang Qian hurts. He frowned.

If I had more strength, I might have broken bones.

Tang Qian sighed and said that she was smart, sometimes so stupid and cute.

Tang Qian squeezed the soft flesh of Rong Huang's cheeks, his tall body was long, and a strong sense of aggression rolled towards Rong Huang.

"Zizai, I like you." Tang Qian muttered, his eyes were extremely serious and focused.

"Cub...Cub?" Rong Huang almost uttered a fart and sat on the ground.

Tang Qian tilted his head, his tone was pampered, "No?"

When I saw her for the first time, I felt that this title was very suitable for her.

It's like it was specially built for her.

How cute and well-behaved.

Rong Huang didn't speak, and took two steps forward, his face almost buried in Tang Qian's arms.

Sniff here and smell there.

Tang Qian didn't know, so he smiled and asked, "What are you doing?"

Rong Huang looked up at Tang Qian and hooked his fingers, "Head down."

Tang Qian lowered his head when he heard this, and was pinched by Rong Huang's chin, "Feng Xi?"

The emotions in Tang Qian's eyes suddenly sank, and his tone was filled with rainy and dark birds, "Feng Xi?"

Which wild man?