High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 658

He pressed the boy to the side of the bed, turned around and walked back to the bathroom.

The boy blinked, not understanding what was going on with the young master.

But it is impossible for the teenager to wait peacefully.

Just when Lin Zhaoxia was about to stand up to see what was wrong, Yang Moyan came back from the bathroom.

of course.

Still holding a handful of things in his hand.

Seeing what it was, Lin Zhaoxia paused with her fingertips.

Looking up at Young Master Yang, his eyes are still sparkling, but there is a lot more refinement in those eyes...

And the juvenile this.

Yang Moyan didn't notice it.

He just wanted to straighten the boy's fluffy hair now.

Also.

The stupid hair on the top of the boy's head was a bit unpleasant to him.

And Yang Moyan went to the bathroom and came back with nothing surprising.

It's just a comb.

He had found it on the rack where the towels were kept.

Now walking to the side of the boy, he directly raised his hand and took the wooden comb to comb the boy's hair.

this move.

Then the other boy paused.

And this time.

Yang Moyan was aware of the boy's meal.

The movement of the hands with raised eyebrows stopped slightly, and the faint voice slowly floated down from the top of the head: "What?"

Lin Zhaoxia pursed her lips, trying to act nonchalantly: "I'm a boy, do I still need that wooden comb to comb my hair?"

"Then you still want to go out with a mess of hair?"

This is interesting.

In a corner that the boy couldn't see, Young Master Yang stared meaningfully at the fluffy guy in front of him.

"Round hair? Young master, this is called messy beauty, let's talk about it with some connotation."

Yang Moyan pulled the corner of his lower lip, and laughed, "Oh, connotation."

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled, his lips curved full of sensuality, and said in a daily manner, "Yes, connotation, come, read with me, connotation~"

Of course.

The consequence of this is the skin.

The head was slapped.

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."

In the end, the boy's fluffy hair was combed obediently by Young Master Yang and stood at attention.

But Young Master Yang was still not pleasing to the eye.

The reason is.

The stupid hair on the top of the boy's head had obviously been combed out just now.

Results now.

It stood up again.

Perseveringly, he occupied a place above the young man's head, facing Young Master Yang's gaze, and even swayed there arrogantly, full of provocation.

Of course.

It's just that the boy was photographed.

This shot of Lin Zhaoxia is a bit inexplicable.

Just in case she was beaten again, she hugged her head and fled aside, "Hey, little wife, it's not good to be so violent in the early morning. If your little boyfriend, a peerless genius, keeps beating him But it's not that smart."

"Very well, then go on being silly."

"...!????"

What the fuck?

Young Master Yang's words are serious.

Lin Zhaoxia's eyes widened, obviously in a daze.

After two or three seconds, he came back to his senses, and the corners of his lips twitched involuntarily, before he could speak.

The indifferent voice rang in my ears casually, "Anyway, I raised it, and it's mine if I'm not smart."

"..."

This wave of God's manipulation is [-]%.

The corners of the young man's lips were raised, the curve was very sinister, and his eyes were shining brightly, "So you like me? Sure enough, I am very charming, but I still need to be smart. If I am stupid, how can I turn back to you Young Master Yang. "

(End of this chapter)