It was Song Yiyi's blessing that Cen Yue was willing to let her raise him.
Song Yiyi was about to agree.
Anyway, it's his own money to spend.
Suddenly she remembered something and changed her words: "Why should I support you?"
She imitated Cen Yue's tone.
Try to make your expression closer to his.
This is what Cen Yue said to Song Yiyi at the social gathering.
She now returns it to him intact.
The boomerang hit Cen Yue, but he didn't get angry but smiled instead, his eyes falling on Song Yiyi's rosy lips.
"You hit me, I can't just take it, so..."
Without waiting for Song Yiyi to react, Cen Yue leaned over and touched her lips lightly.
Cool and soft touch, disappears in an instant.
Too fast to react.
But it is also very clear.
The air was stagnant for a moment.
Song Yiyi blinked blankly and even forgot to breathe.
he...
No, how did things develop to this point?!
Could Cen Yue be the legendary guy who, if you slap him, he'll think you're flirting with him?!
Before Song Yiyi could react, Cen Yue had already walked to the other side of the bed.
He lay down properly and calmly said something shocking: "I sell myself to you, please consider supporting me."
Song Yiyi's mind was in a mess.
She still responded subconsciously: "Okay, I'll think about it."
It's like this.
Song Yiyi still chose not to let Cen Yue's words fall to the ground.
"come over."
Cen Yue patted his side and said in a lazy and sleepy voice, "Turn off the lights."
Although Song Yiyi was not used to it, she still did it.
Turn off the lights.
She lay down beside Cen Yue with a fearless attitude towards death.
In the darkness, Song Yiyi stared wide-eyed without blinking.
For a moment, the image of a pig waiting to be slaughtered during the Chinese New Year emerged in her mind, and she felt that her current situation was similar to it.
Song Yiyi's mind was full of random thoughts.
She even wanted to ask Cen Yue if he had prepared anything for the Lord.
She thought divergently about how she would convince Cen Yue if he wasn't prepared, how she would tell him to get ready first.
But for a long while, the person next to him did not move.
Song Yiyi mustered up the courage to turn sideways.
Before he could say anything, he heard Cen Yue say coldly, "Don't move. I'm tired after a day and very sleepy."
After he finished speaking, the sound of light and even breathing soon came from his side.
Cen Yue fell asleep.
Fell asleep...
Shui Lingling is asleep...
Song Yiyi didn't dare to move, and just lay there quietly for a while, and the aftereffects of Yi Tian's cycling hit her.
She hadn't done such a lot of exercise for a long time, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
She didn't sleep well that night.
She was often woken up by the heat, and a ball of fire surrounded her in her sleep. She was so hot that she couldn't even wear thin pajamas.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of narrow, deep, dark-colored pupils.
They stared at each other silently for a few seconds.
Song Yiyi was the first to be defeated.
She always felt that Cen Yue's eyes were like a bottomless pool, and she would be sucked in if she wasn't careful.
Just as she turned around, a warm palm touched her back——
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