Miss x Big Brother [Twenty-one you are sweeter]

The sun was getting colder, and the ground dragon was burning in the house, and the warmth urged people to be lazy.

Suyao was not an active person, but now he is even more lazy, and spends all day reading the script on the soft couch.

I have to say that this folklore is really interesting. In a while, there will be a prince entangled in love with the outer room, and a chivalrous man and a witch will fall in love and kill each other...

Suyao read it with relish, but no one in the room knew about it.

Dongqing hugged Suyao from behind, resting her chin on her thin shoulders, and sniffing a strand of hair with her slender fingers, "What are you looking at every year?"

Dongqing is very busy these days, and Suyao is obsessed with Huaben because he never sees him.

The body trembled and was wrapped in the cool chest, Su Yao was full of joy, turned her head and pecked at Holly, "Aren't you busy?"

"Um."

I haven't seen Su Yao for nearly half a month so that she can live with peace of mind in the future. At this time, Dong Qing's eyes are dark and blue, and her tired mind will disappear as soon as she sees Su Yao, "You haven't said what you are looking at."

"Hey, this book is about an actor who was kidnapped by the county owner and turned back to be a concubine, but before he was kidnapped into an actor, the general at that time took his fancy, and then..."

His shoulders sank, Su Yao paused, and even his breathing slowed down.

Holly's warm breath slowly sprinkled on her ear socket, itching, but she didn't dare to move.

It's so tiring, can fall asleep like this.

Suyao's nose was sour, and she felt extremely distressed.

She was raised in a deep boudoir. As the daughter of the prime minister, she was one of the best. She grew up under the protection of the prime minister when she was young, and now she has Dongqing behind her to keep out the wind and rain.

She had a bad life in her last life, so God sent her back and gave her back this stable life.

Resurrected from the dead, there are people who love her, and no one is happier than her.

Suyao knew that Dongqing was a light sleeper, so sleeping like this was not the way to go. She gently twisted her body to let Dongqing lie down, but Dongqing didn't even open her eyes.

With a sigh from the bottom of her heart, Su Yao nestled beside Dong Qing, and the two of them covered a soft blanket together. Gradually, she also closed her eyes.

It was as warm as spring inside the house, but Su Yao knew that it was going to change outside.

the next day.

Su Yao was feeding Dongqing the shortbread, and he was long-winded like an old mother: "Eat more, eat more, you are hungry and thin these days!"

Dongqing took bite after bite with a smile, but she still couldn't stand it before she said rashly, "Miss, give Young Master Holly a cup of tea."

Su Yao: "...Oh, yes, Dongqing eat tea soon, it will be cooked soon, the tea tastes delicious."

At this moment, Xiong Xi suddenly appeared in the room.

All three did not respond.

Since Xiong Yao was assigned the identity arranged by Su Cheng, Dong Qing simply made a mistake and allowed him to appear in front of Su Yao.

In the beginning, the appearance of Xiong Ou can scare Suyao and Qianlu, but after getting used to it, he can be as calm as Holly.

Dong Qing raised her eyebrows and took a sip of tea to moisten her throat: "What's wrong?"

Xiong Bo lowered his voice, and spoke each word at a very fast rate: "Zhang Yunxin went into the prime minister's study to steal, and he is being tried in the lobby at this time."

Three people: "..."

Su Yao glanced at Dong Qing, saw his expressionless face, guessed that he was probably shooting, and then cleared his throat: "What are the consequences, do we need to see it?"

"Nian didn't send it to the official mansion on Cheng's face, he was beaten with a cane for twenty, and then he was expelled from the mansion and returned to Zhang's house..." Xiong Lu paused and glanced at Dongqing before continuing, "It shouldn't be necessary to look at it, the picture is a little bloody. ."

"It's too cold, so don't go to see the fun, let's kick her out of the house, she's already upset." As he spoke, he stuffed a plum cake into Dong Qing's mouth.

Zhang Yunxin was able to get rid of it so easily, all because she was not valued enough by Qin Hao in this life. She has always had friendship in her past life, but this life is as cold as ice, and useless chess pieces are also useless.

It's just that Zhang Yun's heart is gone, Qin Hao should be more vigilant...

Su Yao looked at Dong Qing with some worry, and Dong Qing gave her a reassuring look, and said softly, "Have another bite," and then said to the two behind her, "You guys go out too."

Qian Lu and Xiong Xi looked at each other with experience, and then both went out of the house to eat snacks in the side room.

The side room was also warm, and her pale face was flushed. She took a bite of the milk cake and said vaguely, "Is it cold in wearing so little?"

Xiong Yan didn't eat, and he felt very relieved just looking at Qianlu eating. He was about to say that he was not cold, and the words came around his mouth: "cold."

Qianlu frowned and didn't eat the milk cake: "Then wear more!"

Xiong Bo lied seriously: "There's nothing to wear."

If Holly heard about it, she would have to deduct his monthly salary.

Qian Lu followed the road and went up: "Then I'll make one for you."

Xiong Yan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay!" His cheeks were tight and tight, and he finally raised his hand to wipe the cake crumbs off his mouth, "It's stuck."

The shallow exposed face became hot, and he turned his face just so that Xiong Yu's rough fingertips ran across a slippery patch.

For a while, the only sound in the room was the crackling and pulling of the charcoal fire.

Qianlu: "I'll make you clothes, so don't be too disrespectful."

Xiong Xi: "No."

...

Go back to the main house.

As soon as Qianlu and Xiong Yu went out, Suyao's fingers and the plum cake on it were taken into their mouths by Dongqing.

His fingertips were licked, and Su Yao suddenly retracted his hand, his face flushed and his voice buzzing like a mosquito: "What are you doing?"

Dongqing didn't turn back, she bowed her head with Suyao's lips, passed the plum blossom smell left by the plum cake she had just eaten to Suyao's tongue, and pulled back her lips: "Sweet or not."

Su Yao bit her lip and didn't want to look at his burning eyes: "Sweet."

Dong Qing picked up Su Yao and walked towards the bed.

"You are sweeter."