The atmosphere in the cabin was throbbing in intimacy, trust in throbbing, and drowning in trust.

Even the air was filled with sweetness.

Nalan Xin'er was so tired of being so tired of such a sweet breath--for too long, too long, without being loved from the heart, it always didn't feel like it was true, like in a dream.

She pinched her leg lightly and hissed--it hurts, not a dream.

Beautiful eyes blinked, and she tried to destroy the sweet atmosphere: "Uncle, you are all to blame. If you didn't leave the 30,000-character homework, why would anyone come to Tianjin? If you don't come to Tianjin, How can you give the gangster a chance? Blame you, blame you!"

"Nonsense. Are you here to write the paper? I think you came to eat Goubuli buns with your male classmate, right?"

Nalan Xin'er didn't mention it, and Dongfang Yunhe got angry whenever he mentioned this.

The little thing is wearing his cuckold hat on his back. Is it reasonable?

Nalan Xin'er glanced at a certain man's face and wiped it. The atmosphere was successfully destroyed. Why did it seem to have accidentally ignited again?

The uncle is very angry, and the consequences are serious.

Wouldn't you think of something perverted~ Ways to punish her?

Nalan Xin'er hurriedly changed her tone: "What kind of stuffed buns, there is nothing. People are really here to collect data. If you don’t believe me, I will show you the paper... I have written all the 30,000 words, and the data Completed..."

Having said that, I was really struggling, and I had to sit up and show him the electronic file of the paper in the USB flash drive.

Dongfang Yunhe pressed her waist: "Don't move. I will talk about the thesis until you get better."

"Then you believe that I am here to write the paper?" Nalan Xiner took the opportunity to say.

"Yeah." Dongfang Yunhe comforted her so as not to jump up again.

Nalan Xiner suddenly smiled like a little fox: "Uncle, since you believe that I came to Tianjin to write a thesis, then you can't deny that it is because you arranged that pervert... Oh no, yes. It was because of your heavy homework that I encountered this unfortunate incident last night!"

Dongfang Yunhe calmed his face and said in his heart, this little thing was really tricky, and a few words got him in.

Nalan Xiner smiled violently: "Uncle, so you owe me this time! I ask for a compensation!"

"Compensation?" Dongfang Yunhe moved his eyebrows, "said."

He wanted to see what tricks the little things were playing with.

"I haven't figured it out yet. But, let me ask you for a immunity first, okay?" Nalan Xiner said casually.

"What immunity?"

Dongfang Yunhe sank his eyes, feeling uneasy and kind in the little thing's thief smile.

——【“Goubuli” Little Theater No. 32】——

Uncle Dongfang (reprimanding): Going out without telling the master, and eating "dog ignore" with other men? You deserve to be tied up?

Miss (dial): Hello? Concubine Chen Ai, buy me a washboard fertilizer! Don't talk nonsense, go quickly, and you will get rewards for buying back.

After putting down the phone.

Miss (smirk): Uncle, what you said just now, say it again?

Uncle Dongfang (also smirk): I didn't say anything, the dog ignored it, let alone ignored it. Well, my wife, your wrists are so tied, right? Lord help you rub...

Missy: count you acquainted! ...

One second later.

Missy: Hello, your wrists are in your heart? go away! ! !

(Note: This little theater thanks the "Girl" fairy for providing inspiration material.)

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