"You still watch! I'm so angry you still watch! You're half-hearted and change your mind...you...you scum..." Luo Liyan stuck out her tongue, the more she scolded, the more she didn't know what she wanted to scold.
It's just that sporadic teardrops rolled out of those apricot eyes soaked with moisture.
Yi Shurong was not angry at all, but now she was even more troubled.
But I can't help but feel that her little temper after being drunk is really so delicate that people can't help but want to take a bite.
Raising his hand, he wiped away the tears from the corners of Luo Liyan's eyes little by little, and joked with a smile: "They are all women, how could I have any thoughts about them."
At this time, Yi Shurong didn't know her vest, and it had already been taken off by the drunken girl in front of her.
"Why not? You just like women!" Luo Liyan shook his head vigorously.
The light in Yi Shurong's eyes dimmed, like a deep sea, unable to see a single ray of light.
"Why do you think I like women?" he asked.
"Because you like me!" Luo Liyan's vivid eyes were dizzy because of the smell of alcohol like pearls.
She was clearly staring at you, but it seemed that you hadn't entered her line of sight. It was unbearable to scratch her heart, and she wanted to do everything possible to carve herself into her eyes and heart.
Yi Shurong's chest heaved violently, and she pulled Luo Liyan into her arms.
The long and strong arm around her hurts.
Luo Liyan groaned in dissatisfaction, and pressed the two small hands holding Yi Shurong's face even tighter, so that his thin lips were pursed, completely destroying the heroic temperament.
Yi Shurong lowered her eyes slightly, allowing her to act recklessly on her own, "Yes, since I like you, how could I like other women?"
Luo Liyan tilted her head, as if she was considering whether what he said made sense, and finally her eyes widened angrily, "Because you're a scumbag!"
It turns out that they have been together in so many worlds, he must have never hooked up with other women, otherwise how could he be with him in one world after another.
But now he was sure that he would want to be with him, that's why he went to see other girls so recklessly.
The more she thought about it, the more Luo Liyan felt wronged.
She hammered Yi Shurong's chest hard, trying to break free from his embrace, but she held him tighter.
"Let go of me! I don't want you anymore, I'm going to find another little brother." Luo Liyan buried her small head in Yi Shurong's arms and rubbed hard.
Yi Shurong was so angry and impatient at being teased, she wished to bite her hard, "Little brother? Which young master is Yanyan looking for? Or Wu Yibin?"
"Who?" Luo Liyan tilted her head and looked at Yi Shurong with a puzzled expression, not quite understanding what he was talking about.
I always felt like I was being blamed by someone, so I couldn't help but raised my hand and touched my head.
"Forget it, tell me, which son do you want to find?" Yi Shurong didn't want to talk about Wu Yibin anymore, so she could only ask in another way.
Although she felt that the little girl in her arms should look down on that tall and thick man, but thinking of her curiosity about Wu Yibin, Yi Shurong still felt a sting in her throat.
"As long as they are handsome, I like them." Too many faces appeared in Luo Liyan's head.
She felt very familiar, but couldn't name any of them.