"Wow… "
Just as Ye Xiaoai was thinking about it because of her uncertainty, Mi'er next to her suddenly opened her mouth wide and exclaimed.
Ye Xiaoai thought what was wrong, and when she followed her gaze, she saw Mi'er holding a long sketch in her hand. And that person... is her Ye Xiaoai!
What does that boy mean? It's not enough to give lemonade, and draw her down
"Xiao Ai, you look like it's so beautiful." Mi'er kept complimenting her, Ye Xiaoai couldn't listen.
Ye Xiaoai brought it over, frowning, "What did he secretly paint?"
"Xiao Ai, is he really talented?"
People are far away, Mi'er is still a nympho, and Ye Xiaoai is also drunk.
"He, who is it?" Ye Xiaoai asked strangely.
Mi'er froze for a moment, made a suicidal move, and shook her head.
How could she not know the man in the school
Ye Xiaoai pouted, can she say that she only knows the people in Yuan Shuo and Tang Yiting's villa
…
After class, Ye Xiaoai ran to the side of the sports car non-stop. When she saw Jesse alone, she was obviously lost.
It's just that Jesse came to pick him up, is Tang Yiting really angry
Jesse looked at Ye Xiaoai's loss of forehead, and suddenly smiled lovingly.
Ye Xiaoai rarely saw Jesse smile, but it was a little inexplicable.
"Where is Tang Yiting?"
Jesse put Ye Xiaoai's schoolbag in, and Ye Xiaoai followed in too.
Hearing Ye Xiaoai's question, Jesse smiled on her face and said, "Miss misses the second master?"
When Jesse saw through, Ye Xiaoai blushed a little, lowered her head, and said dullly: "Who misses him? I don't want to!"
Stingy man!
Jesse didn't expose it, and got into the co-pilot and told the driver to drive.
Upon arriving at the villa, Ye Xiaoai returned to her room, but was stunned as soon as she opened the door.
Tang Yiting!
Ye Xiaoai ran to Tang Yiting's side without any hesitation, staring at Tang Yiting straightly, and stopped moving.
Tang Yiting was flipping through her high school textbook, looking at the things on it, Tang Yiting's face became increasingly ugly.
Ye Xiaoai took a closer look, and the corners of her mouth twitched when she was usually struck by lightning.
When she was bored in class, she drew a little turtle and wrote Tang Yiting's name on it.
Then I drew a Q version of Tang Yiting, with a cartoon of himself next to him.
He was holding a small leather whip and stepped on Tang Yiting's head proudly.
With the word next to it: Tang Yiting, beg grandma for mercy!
Ye Xiaoai only wants to cry so much. She hates why her painting skills are so good!
"That was painted before."
Ye Xiaoai's face turned pale, and she snatched the book away, clinging to her chest tightly.
Finished, why did she put the book on the bed
Tang Yiting stood up with a chill, every time he took a step, Ye Xiaoai stepped back with a guilty conscience.
Until you retreat to the corner, there is no way to retreat? !
"Am I a tortoise?"
Ye Xiaoai shook her head!
"Let me beg you for mercy?" Tang Yiting smiled, not to mention begging for mercy on her knees.
Let Tang Yiting kneel down, the little girl's courage is getting fatter and fatter.
"No, no!" Ye Xiaoai's head shook like a rattle, except for her kneeling to beg for mercy.
Those were when Tang Yiting bullied her before, she vented.
Damn, why can't she control her hands
"Leather whip?" Feeling Ye Xiaoai's resistance, Tang Yiting directly stretched out his hand, hooked Ye Xiaoai's waist, and pulled it in front of his chest.
Head down, his voice is charming.
"So you like this!"