"It means you..."

Lu Ziyao deliberately extended his tone and deliberately swelled Huo Siyan's appetite: "You are an old hooligan!"

Huo Siyan:...

"Master Huo, don't you say anything about such an explanation? Don't you appeal for yourself?"

Huo Siyan's extremely calm made Lu Ziyao feel a little uncomfortable.

Huo Siyan's expression has not changed. Since Lu Ziyao hopes that he can give him some reaction, then he will react!

"Okay, okay, old gangster, right!"

Huo Siyan accepted it very simply, which made Lu Ziyao a little panicked. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Huo Siyan held her waist with one hand, pulled it into his arms, lowered his head and pecked her red lips.

Huo Siyan's mo-colored eyes also had a hint of cunning: "Well, that's right, the old hooligan has confirmed it."

Lu Ziyao then realized it and covered his mouth, looking at Huo Siyan angrily, feeling like he was shooting himself in the foot.

I'm really going to be fooled by myself.

Even at home, Huo Siyan was dressed neatly and meticulously, with a white shirt and black trousers, and a look of asceticism.

Huo Siyan held her in his arms, looked down at her, laughed softly, and his voice was sexy:

"Old hooligans can do more hooligan things. Be good, do you want to try it?"

With Huo Siyan's inappropriate appearance, Lu Ziyao calmed down, put down his hand, looked at him, his beautiful eyes circling, and his lips curled:

"Then... do you want to try to hold your back and fall down?"

Huo Siyan:...

I just tried Lu Ziyao's shoulder-to-shoulder fall, are you going to unlock a new position now?

It's too fast, so don't want it!

"Forget it, I'm afraid you will dodge."

Huo Siyan suddenly restrained his seductive appearance just now and said seriously.

"I am old and my waist is OK, it doesn't make it that easy to flash." Lu Ziyao twisted his neck and moved his wrists, and glanced at his injured hand: "It doesn't seem to have much impact. At most, the wound will be cracked and then bandaged."

What I said is really cool!

"Forget it." Before Huo Siyan could speak, Lu Ziyao had already given up this idea himself.

"I think about it, you are old and I have been thrown by my back and waist. If your waist is not good, you are easily injured. It is not good." Lu Ziyao said thoughtfully while touching his chin, and even looking at him and shook his head.

Can Huo Siyan bear this way?

This must be impossible to bear!

Huo Siyan had no intention of retreating, and he was determined without hesitation, and said in a firm tone: "Stop me!"

"quick!"

"Puff, I haven't seen anyone with such a request before." Lu Ziyao couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and sighed: "Forget it, I'm still a patient, so I won't do such violent things."

"After you feel it, you will know if my waist is good."

Since Lu Ziyao doesn't throw him, just let her feel it in another way.

Huo Siyan has really loved driving recently, but she doesn't want to be a girl in seconds. She doesn't accept Huo Siyan's words, and comes out of Huo Siyan's arms and walks ahead.

The desk in Lu Ziyao's study is L-shaped, so the desk is very large and you can sit and work together for several people.

There is an all-in-one computer, a laptop, a 22-inch LCD hand-drawn screen, and a hand-drawn board on the table.
Chapter completed!