She still remembered that the seventh master said that in the seventh mansion, in addition to the seven heirs, she was the biggest.
The man in black hesitated for two seconds, then made a gesture of please, and helped her open the door by the way, "Little Seventh Steward, please come in." ” Yan Yanqi nodded and smiled and walked in.
The room was dark, with no lights on, and with the help of the light coming in from the hallway behind her, she could see the sound on the bed.
The door was gently slammed shut by the man in black.
Yan Yanqi was holding the porridge, and it was inconvenient to turn on the light, so he had to rely on his intuition and walk to the side of the bed in the dark.
Gently placing the porridge on the bedside table, Yan Yanqi stood up straight, and then planned to turn on the lamp.
Intuitively, the hand felt the outline of the lamp, and then moved down to find the switch.
Suddenly, the wrist of the right hand tightened suddenly, followed by a tug.
Yan Yanqi was caught off guard, and the whole person rushed over with that force.
"Hiss" Yan Yan Qi twisted his eyebrows, and his wrist hurt a little.
With a "snap", the lamp on the side turned on.
Before Yan Yanqi could look over, he heard a voice above his head, "What are you doing here?"
” Bo Qichen looked at someone lying on his chest with a cold face.
Looking at the furry head, he raised his hand and rubbed it fiercely, "Disobedient." ” Speech 7: "Aha To be honest, Yan Yanqi thinks that she has a high IQ and is very smart, but when she meets the seventh master, as long as she meets Bo Qichen, she can't keep up with this master's thinking at all.
"Get up."
Bo Qichen saw her look up and looked at herself a little confused.
That look is like a pet cat, it looks silly, and the pupils are so good-looking, at a glance, people can't help but want to ravage her.
Yan Yanqi got up neatly, and then sorted out his clothes.
Under the light, Bo Qichen looked up at her, and what caught her eye was her white neck, her neck was very thin, the neckline seemed to be a little big, and with the action of her tugging clothes, the delicate collarbone loomed.
I really want to make people commit crimes, but this guy is still a boy.
A boy looks so thin and dull, it's easy for people to misunderstand the gender.
Suddenly, Bo Qichen seemed to remember that on the phone, Yan Yanqi told him that there were a few men who wanted to press her on the bed.
The neck was so thin that it seemed as if he could pinch it off with his hand.
Yan Yanqi raised his head, touched his hair with one hand, and looked at Bo Qichen's deep and complex eyes.
It seems a little scary, with an imperceptible destruction of yug.
Suddenly, Yan Yanqi swallowed his saliva.
Her white neck was a little long, and Bo Qichen could see her throat moving.
"Why don't you have an Adam's apple?"
Bo Qichen raised his eyes and slowly looked away, he was wondering, wondering why he was looking so seriously "Not all boys have an Adam's apple, and I'm probably one of the few."
Yan Yanqi unconsciously touched his neck, wondering if Bo Qichen saw something.
Because she guessed these details, she would find out that the shoes she wore were all the shoe sizes of ordinary boys, and then they were special inside, and there were some things stuffed in the toe position, so that she wore shoes that were no different from ordinary boys.
Hearing her words, Bo Qichen looked over inadvertently, and then frowned: "You have a tattoo":