Chapter 633 According to Your Request: I Will Do Nothing

"But what to do?" He slowly took off his glasses and pulled his forehead hair back. "As long as I see you, I can't help but want to do something... um... not serious."

Song Yaoyao: "???"

"So," the man lifted her up with one hand and put her under the bed, "in order to prevent me from doing bad things, I also ask classmate Song Yaoyao to rest alone tonight, okay?"

"Hey--"

Song Yaoyao felt offended, and she fluttered twice.

The little face flushed, "That's your evil thoughts, what does it have to do with me! I don't care! I'm going to sleep here tonight!"

She waved her fist, gave Huo Yunque an arrogant glance, jumped onto the bed, and got into the bed.

Holding the edge of the thin quilt, his dark pupils were full of pride.

"Oh?"

Huo Yunque put down the book, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, and yes!"

Song Yaoyao made a face at him, as if to see what you could do with me.

In fact, Huo Yunque really couldn't do anything to her.

He just smiled vaguely and accepted the reality.

Then--

Under Song Yaoyao's smug gaze, his hand was placed on the neckline.

Song Yaoyao had a bad intuition, "What are you doing?!"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Naturally sleep."

As I said many times before, Song Yaoyao felt that even Huo Yunque's hair was sexy and seductive. Not to mention that there are so many extreme manual controls in the world. The pampered hand put it on the button, and then slowly unbuttoned the buttons one by one.

That picture, that impact—

It made Song Yaoyao almost have a nosebleed!

She tightly wrapped the quilt vigilantly, "If you mess around, it's nothing to talk about!"

Let's see who gets who!

"I used to be like this in your heart-" Huo Yunque said with a light "tsk", "It really makes me sad."

The silk shirt slipped off, Huo Yunque's expression was indifferent, his eyes half-squinted.

A lazy, unintentional look.

Song Yaoyao's gaze fell on him involuntarily, and it immediately stuck on it, unable to move it away.

She looked at him drinking water, his Adam's apple throbbing, and it was sexy.

Silent temptation.

The strings in Song Yaoyao's heart tightened a little bit...

Just a little bit and it will break!

The man's cool fingertips tapped her lips, his tone was already low, but at this moment he deliberately lowered himself beside her, becoming more and more hoarse and restrained—

"Use this instead of a good night kiss, then good night, girlfriend."

The smell lingering in Song Yaoyao's breath was pulled away little by little, like the purest handful of snow on the snow-capped mountains, so clear that there was no trace of impurities.

But the cleaner it is, the more people want to touch it.

He lay down slowly.

The room went dark.

Plop, plop, plop...

The girl's heartbeat sounded like a drum, and it was particularly clear in her ears.

In the darkness, the man turned over, his eyelashes drooping darkly.

All sounds are silent.

It's a good time to do bad things.

Anyway, he couldn't see her expression anyway!

Song Yaoyao licked her lips, sneaked into the quilt, and crawled over with her little hands like a thief.

Before you get close, you are noticed.

The breath of a man is cooler than the moonlight.

"Watch your hands, classmate Song Yaoyao."

This reminder made Song Yaoyao blush. She gritted her teeth, knowing that the man did it on purpose. He probably didn't want to, but who told him that his self-control was far more than hers?

Are not good people, what kind of gentleman!

Yes, at this moment, Song Yaoyao had an epiphany!