025 A Gentleman Will Become Death
However, as his voice fell, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became serious. The corners of Xiao Moye's originally raised lips curled down, and his dark eyes stared at Du Hai, not even Du Hai on weekdays. I have seen some big scenes, but Xiao Moye's gaze made a cold sweat burst out at this moment.
Du Hai is nervous!
Even though Du Hai looked nothing strange on the surface, Chu Huan could tell from the slight change in the expression on the opponent's face. He was nervous. More precisely, it was a kind of nervousness with fear.
At this moment, Chu Huan suddenly realized that when Xiao Moye smiles gently at people, he can make people feel more cordial, and when he stares sharply at people with those black eyes, it can also make people breathless. Angry.
Fortunately, Fang Ting'er ran out with the signed version in time, which relieved the suffocation in the living room.
"What's wrong?" Fang Ting'er was a little surprised at the weird atmosphere in the living room.
Xiao Moye's eyebrows trembled, and the corners of his lips raised again, and the suffocating atmosphere just now disappeared suddenly, "It's nothing, but Du Hai just asked me a personal question, and I can't answer it."
"Yes." Du Hai took a heavy breath, and the look in Xiao Moye's eyes flashed repeatedly in his mind, which made people feel as if they had died once.
This question turned out to be a "forbidden" question. Once asked, the gentleman will become a god of death!
After signing Fang Ting'er, Xiao Moye walked to Chu Huan's side and asked, "Where is your room?"
"What are you doing?"
"I want to go to your room and have a look."
When Xiao Moye finished this sentence, Chu Huan’s shoes thought of the quilt that hadn’t been folded before she left, the clothes that hadn’t had time to wash, and there was a poster of the comic book "Ice Demon Story" on the wall. , Brad and Ishuka hug each other on the poster. Hugs are not the point, the point is that Brad and Ishuka are two men!
So Chu Huan acted decisively and adopted a roundabout way of rejection, "Didn't you say that there is still a task at night?" The subtext is: Uncle, you can go quickly.
"No hurry." Xiao Moye took Chu Huan's shoulders and looked at the door on the left and right, "Which one is it?"
Subtext: It must be seen.
Fang Ting'er said doglegally, "Huanhuan's room is on the left."
Chu Huan's shoes were sadly reminded, and Xiao Moye unscrewed the doorknob to the door of the left room. The room is about 15 square meters, decorated in light purple color. There are computers on the writing desk, as well as some books and skin care products, the quilt is still lying in disorder, a half-meter-high fluffy bear is on the bedside, and some scattered clothes are piled on the chair beside the bed.
Sitting casually on the edge of the bed, Xiao Moye looked at Chu Huan who followed in, "Like teddy bears?"
Chu Huan wanted to say that it's up to you. But when she met Xiao Moye's eyes, these words were swallowed back into her stomach abruptly, "Yes." She made a nasal sound, hurriedly sorting out her clothes scattered in the room.
However, when Xiao Moye's gaze turned to the poster on the wall, Chu Huan's heart became nervous.