The posture of Dongfang Yunhe tying Nalan Xin'er's hair is very elegant and slow.

Between Liushen Wuzhu, Nalan Xin'er thought in confusion, why did the uncle suddenly come? He didn't speak, just pressed her on the sink and combed her hair. What does this mean?

Besides, uncle, a teacher, how come there is an invitation card here?

Did he see that he was betting on rocks just now? Wouldn't he even see that he had pitted those stinky men? Whoa, have a bad feeling for Mao?

But it was too late to think about it. The next second, she couldn't help but yell again.

"Ah...uncle..."

Don't get behind the earlobe!

Dongfang Yunhe seemed to have spotted it, obviously tying her hair braids, but using a fingertip, Ruoyoruowu where he kept pressing.

It seemed that he was afraid of pressing his finger on a certain point, but when his finger suddenly left, he felt a little lost...

But the uncle seemed to be done well, when she just felt a little bit of loss, she pressed it slightly again! It made her feel a little unspeakable...

This feeling is too unfamiliar, she dare not be immersed in it!

"Uncle, let go!..."

Nalan Xin'er was agitated and began to twist her body to break free.

He really let go.

But the next second, but it's closer!

Dongfang Yunhe lowered his head slightly, attached it to her ear, pressed against her earlobe, opened his mouth gently, and teased the little earball.

A stronger current surpassed the most addictive poison in the world, and hit Nalan Xin'er's mind. She felt that she became unable to think for a moment, and her whole brain was blank!

There is a feeling of floating all over.

And the man's low voice finally faintly sounded, in this dark space, especially clear:

"Little thing, it turns out that your sharp point is your ear beads."

Suddenly, Nalan Xin'er's face turned red.

Second Austria, be sharp!

No matter how young she is, she knows what those three words mean.

Uncle! You are too bad.

How can you say such things to others and do such things! Ah woo.

"Uncle, let go!" She was slightly annoyed.

"Oh? Why should I let go? I'm here to collect debts." A certain man said calmly. Unfortunately, it was dark in the bathroom, and he couldn't see his shameless face.

"Debt collection?" Nalan Xiner frowned, startled.

She owes a lot to the uncle, yes, but that's not a day or two. She didn't owe him anything tonight, did she? Isn't it just sneaking out to bet on rocks? Did he mean that she didn't go home and finish the 30,000-word essay?

That can't be so strong her little ears.

"I will finish the paper on time..." she muttered.

"I'll talk about the thesis tomorrow. Your royal purple tonight has half of my shares." Dongfang Yunhe's lips are still pressed to her ears, and between her breath, there is a fresh and cold masculine smell, if there is any Rubbed her cheek seemingly.

Nalan Xin'er blushed even more, and she was surprised: "What? You mean... the guest who funded the gambling for me tonight in Yajian, is it you?"

In the next second, she couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, don't tease, how can you get a million dollars? Your salary card is with me..."

[Master Yun: Thank you "Baby, dear" for the 10,000 great rewards and protections, and Master will add 1 more! And last night, "Moshang Lishou" silently rewarded the head, and the Lord owes you one more, and will double it in the future! 】

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