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Chapter 97
Xiao Yan smiled like a fox, caught Shen Li who suddenly became enthusiastic, and thought to himself, why don't you tense up?
Holding the sweet pear, she was a little puzzled, how did she turn a blind eye to such an interesting person before?
I really have to make an appointment with an ophthalmologist tomorrow for a good checkup. Because no matter how you look at it, juicing is obviously more fun than approving official documents!
The first twenty-five years of my life were simply wasted.
Xiao Yan sighed inwardly, feeling that the transcribing system had opened the door to a new world for her.
Shen Li's skin was hot, his breath was hot, and he was impulsive and daring.
He comforted himself, the "li" was almost stuffed in Xiao Yan's body, what more face would he need?
The two of them couldn't tell who started first, and they couldn't even guess whose wish came true. All in all, it is quite intense, from the living room to the semi-open kitchen where the boiling water is boiling, and finally the bedroom.
The box of tea that Xiao Yan took out was still on the table, and the boiling water cooled down again.
It was only half past nine when came back, and when looked up at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Shen Li looked like he was just taken out of the bathtub, sweating profusely, wet hair sticking to his forehead and temples, even his eyelashes were wet, the end of his eyes were red and watery, and the color was always light and thin. The lips were kissed like a piece of bloodshot jade, shiny and slightly swollen, almost breaking the skin.
The man with black hair, white skin and red lips just refused to change his words, insisting on calling Xiao Yan "Mr. Xiao", his legs trembling softly, but he smiled contentedly.
It's like finally seeking benevolence and benevolence, with the strength to have no regrets in this life.
Xiao Yan felt distressed when he saw it, he made a comb with his fingers to lift up Shen Li's soaked hair, revealing a plump and white forehead, and bowed his head and kissed her preciously.
If he could have known his intentions earlier, maybe the child would be able to make tea for the two of them outside.
Xiao Yan's kiss had the meaning of soothing and distressed, and it softened Shen Li's heart at once. The two have done the most intimate things many times, but the feeling is different from now.
Just now, Shen Li, who was still holding on to make a free and easy appearance, breathed a little, his pupils trembled slightly, and the arc raised by the corner of his mouth slowly fell. The noble and proud temperament of the whole person disappeared instantly, and he raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yan dazedly.
She is, like her, right?
The food has already been handed in, and Shen Li is now in a state where there is no drop left. If it wasn't for the insecurity in his heart, wouldn't he dare to admit defeat and beg for mercy and call her sister softly?
What Shen Li is afraid of is that there is no tomorrow night.
He was too greedy and wanted to ask for twice more.
Shen Li pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, raised his hands, and tentatively wrapped his arms around Xiao Yan's waist, and put his forehead on her shoulder, with a hint of caution, and asked in a low voice, "Can I still come for tea tomorrow?"
The word "drinking tea" seems to have become a code name for driving in Shen Li's place.
Xiao Yan kissed Shen Li's auricle sideways, did not answer directly, but asked, "Then you have to tell me what you should call me?"
"Sister." Shen Li's voice was very soft, her shy toes curled up, her breathing was heavy, "Sister Xiao."
Xiao Yan's scalp was numb from these three words, and she instantly felt that she was okay again!
"Let's have a good talk about whether to drink tea or not." Xiao Yan said solemnly, "Let's get up and eat something, and then we'll talk about this topic in simple terms."
...forgive Shen Li, understood what she meant at a young age.
The reason why Li in the book said that yellow is yellow is not unreasonable, it is really because the original owner's own species is not pure.
Xiao Yan got up and took a shower, then turned on the stove and cooked a bowl of egg noodles for Shen Li.
Xiao Yan rarely eats at home by himself, and the things in the kitchen are just decorations. Now that I suddenly cook late at night, there are only a handful of ingredients I can find, so I can only make do with the next noodles.
The only remaining egg, Xiao Yan, was not willing to beat it into a pot full of egg flowers, but laid a poached egg for Shen Li.
I lost too much protein just now, so need to make up for it.
If conditions permit, Xiao Yan wants to cook a pot of deer antler for Shen Li. Just thinking about it, the familiar scent of shower gel drifted from behind.
Xiao Yan turned his head to look, only to feel that the two big white legs were particularly dazzling. The noodles were not yet cooked, so she felt like drinking ginseng soup herself, and she almost got a nosebleed from the irritation.
The white shirt that Shen Li had been wearing on his body when he came, was already wrinkled, he picked it up and glanced at it, resisting inwardly, and he didn't want to put it on.
Xiao Yan pulled out his clothes for him. He picked out a white short-sleeved shirt and put it loosely on his body. He didn't have any pants on. It was so cool!
He just wandered over like this, not knowing whether it was intentional or intentional, and stood obediently watching Xiao Yan cook.
Isn't this a test of her self-control!
If Xiao Yan hadn't been afraid that the only noodles in the pot would be mushy, he would have pressed the person against the floor-to-ceiling window and let him see with his own eyes how the sun rose at four o'clock in the morning!
Xiao Yan reached out and pointed to the dining table, "Sit there."
Shen Li was wearing glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes full of smiles. He was so hungry that he didn't tease him anymore, just sat down and looked at her with his chin up.
It's a bit of a familiar couple now.
"I think the experience of reading through the book is very good, and I can learn something." After the pot was opened, Xiao Yan filled two bowls of noodles, brought them to the table, pushed the bowl with the eggs lying in front of Shen Li, and raised his eyebrows slightly. , "I've never cooked before. I learned this from the book to cook for you. Now it's pretty easy to cook."
What you learn and master in the book is not only the practice, but also the driving skills.
Single for many years and ignorant of love, Mr. Xiao, who was in love, became a veteran driver in the book. This is all thanks to Shen Li.
Xiao Yan felt that this was a little fox, sullen and black-bellied.
Hearing her talk about this, Shen Li felt a little guilty for no apparent reason. He clenched his chopsticks with his fingers and didn't dare to agree. He lowered his head and blew the soup in his bowl.
When he was doing "Crossing the Book", all Shen Li thought about was being hurt by her once, how the plot was stimulated, how the car was wild and how to drive.
Afraid that Xiao Yan would be indifferent and still thinking about starting a career in the book, Shen Li also gave her an "emotional" golden finger.
If he had known that the effect of "Crossing the Book" was so good, he should have had to bite the bullet and add two more novels of Begonia Hunting Literature! Make her completely greedy for herself.
It's just that Shen Li certainly wouldn't tell Xiao Yan, he was like a gentleman, he was focused on eating noodles, and he was able to sleep without saying a word.
What kind of car, he doesn't understand.
How could Mr. Xiao mention those things to the simple and gentle man? What should do if ears are dirty?
Shen Li pretended to be pretentious, Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that his true personality was more interesting.
The two sat facing each other across the table, Xiao Yan imitated the unruly disciple, put his toes on Shen Li's instep, and gently slid up along his calf with obvious purpose.
Shen Li stopped abruptly when he was eating eggs, and with a flick of his wrist, half of the egg sandwiched between the chopsticks fell into the bowl, and the noodle soup splashed on the table. Look at her.
"Mr. Xiao?" Shen Li paused, blinked his eyes, as if he had turned on the play button, his long eyelashes trembled in a panic, like a pure-hearted subordinate who was violently harassed by his boss, his expression was flustered, he wanted to open his mouth and refused again. I didn't dare, I just bit my lip and put my legs together to stop Xiao Yan's movements.
I have to say, this is a movie star.
Xiao Yan's heels were already on Shen Li's chair. Shen Li's action was not to stop her, but as if she was afraid that she would withdraw her legs and leave.
This is a yellow one.
"A house, a car, or a ticket? Spread your legs, and I can give Vice President Shen whatever he wants." Xiao Yan played with him, with a serious face, but his toes on Shen Li's chair were shaking. .
Seeing that Shen Li's white jade-like face was gradually reddening and his breathing was gradually heavy, Xiao Yan smiled, "After eating the eggs, the house you live in today is yours."
Shen Li is not short of money, if he wants, he can live opposite Xiao Yan tomorrow.
But Xiao Yan said, "Including me who lives in the house, all belong to Vice President Shen."
Shen Li was slightly startled, no matter if Xiao Yan was sincere or joking when he said this, he took it seriously.
Xiao Yan was deliberately embarrassed, his toes were unreasonably flexible, Shen Li's scalp was numb, his back was slightly arched, and his hands were shaking almost unable to hold chopsticks.
He breathed heavily, and after trying twice with chopsticks without success, he used chopsticks to poke the half poached egg without any image, raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yan with a smile, his eyes were serious, but his tone was a little soft, "I am old. Little sister, if you want to talk, don't lie to me."
Shen Li is three years younger than Xiao Yan, so she should be called elder sister according to her age.
After Shen Li finished speaking, he lowered his head and stuffed the poached egg into his mouth, for fear that Xiao Yan would regret it.
The conversation between the two people just now was all in a small script that Shen Li played casually. When Xiao Yan spoke, he also played according to the character of President Ba, and he didn't care at all.
But now seeing Shen Li's cheeks bulging, Xiao Yan slowly got up and looked at him and said slowly, "I won't lie to you."
"If you want, the house and I are yours."
Shen Li's pupils trembled lightly, the tip of his nose was sour, and his eyes were wet with a sudden surge of emotion. He didn't really want the house, he just wanted her.
After having liked it for so many years, he dreamed of being held in his arms by Xiao Yan, and she said he liked it.
Shen Li lowered his head, moved his nose, and chewed the eggs in his mouth intently, but tears came out of the frame and fell on the table.
Xiao Yan retracted his legs, got up and took the tissue and handed it to him.
Shen Li took off his glasses and raised his head to look at her with red eyes, not planning to do it himself at all.
"Squeamish." Xiao Yan smiled tenderly, holding Shen Li's face to wipe his tears.
Shen Li is also the young master of a wealthy family, and he is also held at home. Only what he wants, no matter how much the Shen family spends, he will find it for him.
Only Xiao Yan was pursued by Shen Li himself.
He started to like it since high school, and started chasing after college. Now he finally got his wish. He heard her say that she was willing to give him the house and everyone.
Shen Li asked softly, "Then can I move in tomorrow?"
"It's useless for me to agree to this." Xiao Yan rubbed Shen Li's face with his thumb and smiled, "I will accompany you to see your parents tomorrow. I slept with their son, so I have to give an account."
Mentioning his parents, Shen Li's eyes flickered, as if he was reluctant, he awkwardly returned to his glasses and lowered his head to put them on.
Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, let go of Shen Li's face and looked at him with a hug, "What's the matter, you didn't intend to give me a name?"
Look, this is called prostitution!
"..." Shen Li raised his eyes faintly to look at Xiao Yan, thinking that it would be too playful for you to play a grudge against you as a boss.
Xiao Yan retracted his clumsy acting skills and said in his heart that he really was not for this bowl of rice.
Shen Li also knows her well. She has never been able to touch the side of the entertainment industry for eight stories. The only time Su Li was, she was still a family member.
Xiao Yan pulled over the chair and sat in front of Shen Li, with a serious expression and a long-talking attitude.
"Do you feel rushed?" Xiao Yan said, "Then let me prepare some gifts and send them over to say hello?"
"It's not a hasty thing." Shen Li bit his lip, his eyes struggling.
Xiao Yan's heart softened, and he smiled helplessly, "Why is that?"
Shen Li was afraid that Xiao Yan would think too much. In the end, he just wanted to break the jar and look up at the glazed chandelier above his head, "Because...you are young, frivolous and ignorant."
Shen Li's scalp tingles when he thinks of the stupid things he has done over the years because he likes Xiao Yan.
This kind of embarrassing thing at the bottom of the box, his parents who don't give face to their son will definitely shake him off in front of Xiao Yan!
At that time, Xiao Yan will not think that he is a pervert after listening to it, right?
For example, buying a pillow the same height as Xiao Yan stubbornly said that it was a gift from a friend. ... Since then, every year on his birthday, his father will give him a pillow of the same style as Xiao Yan.
This kind of shameful loss to grandma's house should wait for the two of them to "deeply" understand a few more times.
But Shen Li dared to swear to the rest of his life that he never did anything strange to those pillows!
I just don't know if Xiao Yan believes it or not...
The author has something to say: Xiao Yan: Then you must not believe it OvO