"Haha, do you hate it? That's right, I can go down to sleep. Oh, I'm so sleepy!" Ai Yige pretended to stretch.

However, Jin Kezhu did not let go, but instead hugged Ai Yige tighter. Ai Yige's heart moved slightly. Could it be that this was Jin Kezhu's emotional expression and wanted to hint to him?

However, without thinking too much, Ai Yige felt that at such a moment, he was a little unhappy. The misunderstanding just now had already made Ai Yige feel very uncomfortable. Although he couldn't blame him, he just walked into Jin Kezhu's room. When he saw Margaret's crazy behavior, he thought that Jin Kezhu had finally released the pressure he had been. But how could he think that on the bed, the girl with blue eyes would be Margaret's lying on it?

But no matter what, this cannot be said to be Margaret's fault, right? Should she be so frivolous when she entered the wrong room? So, no matter what, Ai Yige still felt a lot of guilt in her heart. Whether it was Margaret or Jin Kezhu at the moment, Ai Yige had a very indescribable guilt. Under the stimulation of this guilt, Ai Yige would never be able to do something that requires passion.

As long as he is a man with a normal way of thinking, Ai Yige believes that he can't do this.

So Ai Yige just gently stroked Jin Kezhu's back. The little girl's back was extremely smooth and felt as good as before, but Ai Yige had no desire in her heart at this moment.

The two of them didn't talk for a long time, but Jin Kezhu was a little surprised. Why did this guy Ai Yige not react at all? Do you still want me to tell you to hold me to sleep? No matter what you want to do, I won't blame you? How could Jin Kezhu say that?

After a while, Ai Yige took the initiative to push Jin Kezhu away, gently wiped away the tears from her face, and said gently: "Okay, don't cry anymore, go to bed quickly, and crying again will become a little cat." Then he smiled as naturally as possible at Jin Kezhu.

Jin Kezhu looked at Ai Yige with a little confused, not understanding what happened to this man who had always wanted to have something with him tonight. This hint was already very obvious, so how could he remain indifferent?

However, Jin Kezhu's personality determined that she could no longer make any unnecessary hints. She just nodded, but looked a little unwilling. She tiptoed and kissed Ai Yige's lips heavily. Ai Yige only felt a small tongue slippery into her mouth, and then gently touched the tip of her tongue twice, but she shrank back as if she was very timid.

Then Ai Yige saw Jin Kezhu running back to the bed like a frightened little rabbit. After jumping on, he quickly wrapped himself with a quilt, with his head and feet in his head, which looked a bit like an ostrich. His face was obviously aimed at the inside, and he didn't even dare to look at Ai Yige again.

Ai Yige smiled on his face, very sweet. Until now, he really regained the feeling he had with Jin Kezhu. This feeling does not mean that he had to use Jin Kezhu nakedly in his arms, and then after doing the intense piston movement, he could confirm that the other party was his own woman. Whether it was based on Ai Yige's understanding of Jin Kezhu or the stance in Ai Yige's heart, he knew that this little woman was completely his own woman, and she would never belong to others if she could last forever. After having such a feeling, Ai Yige completely let go. At least, after the great time of the world, his greatest mission seemed to have been completed.

Bent over and picked up the quilt on the ground, Ai Yige left Jin Kezhu's door with a smile, then carefully helped her turn off the lights, closed the door, and slowly walked downstairs.

In the room, in the darkness, Jin Kezhu felt that the aura of Ai Yige was gone in the room, so he dared to stretch his head out of the quilt. Looking at the boundless darkness, he thought in his heart very complicated and strangely: Can't this fool, can't I see that I'm ready? Why didn't he take any further action? Even in the end, if he hugged me suddenly, I would still be willing to go to bed with him... Hey, it's so shameful, Kezhu, you have become an impure girl, you will actually think about that kind of thing, and you will actually want to sleep with a man!

Jin Kezhu was so embarrassed that she was overwhelmed by herself. It seemed that only in this ostrich state would make her feel a little better.

After Ai Yige went downstairs with the quilt in his arms, he lay on the sofa, but couldn't sleep anyway. He plunged his hands behind his head, and he kept thinking about everything that had just happened, how he walked out of the room, how he wanted to knock on Wu Qingyang's door with full of sexual desire, but how he walked into Jin Kezhu's room...

Fortunately, at the last moment, Margaret let out that cry. Otherwise, according to Ai Yigo's excitement at the time, he would have been ready to take off the girl's last defense and then disappear.

Fortunately, fortunately! It is really a lucky move!

However, the girl Margaret's emotions were very dangerous. If this continues, Aiyigo is really not sure that she will not have any trouble under her hot figure. Although the conversation with him before the old king left was actually hinting that they did not mind that there was a beautiful relationship between Aiyigo and Margaret, even beyond the boundaries of men and women, but when Margaret had to return to China, the girl could successfully cut off this relationship that should not have happened. However, as a man and a responsible man, Aiyigo would never allow such a thing to happen.

It’s not that there is a virgin complex, but that Ai Yigo can never convince himself to do something like that with such a simple girl. That is really a bit too beastly. Perhaps Margaret doesn’t care, and Ai Yigo doesn’t care about that kind of thing. However, Ai Yigo is very clear that such things should happen only if there is feelings. When his feelings for Margaret are not enough to support such things, and the ending between the two has long been destined, Ai Yigo will never allow such things to happen.

However, Aiyigo suddenly remembered another point - what if his feelings for Margaret reached that level? Can you let such a thing happen? No, Aiyigo believes that such a thing will hurt Margaret sooner or later. Perhaps the ending will not be what Aiyigo imagined, but Aiyigo will never allow such signs to appear.

"I really have to stay away from this girl! I have to control it, I have to control it! Damn, it would be great if this girl was not the queen of Luo Shizi!" When I thought of the last sentence, Ai Yige suddenly woke up in his heart... No, there seemed to be some dangerous signs in his relationship.

While thinking about it, Ai Yige finally fell asleep. When he woke up, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw three smiling women sitting in front of him.

After rubbing his eyes, Ai Yige certainly saw clearly that the three women in front of him were Wu Qingyang, Jin Kezhu and Margaret! Jin Kezhu still looked like her well-behaved, sitting quietly on the sofa. Wu Qingyang was just a little strange on his smile, and his body was sitting very straight. However, Margaret was like a little monkey, sitting on the armrest of the sofa on Wu Qingyang, leaning obliquely on Wu Qingyang, and then looked at Ai Yige with a strange smile.

Ai Yige wiped his face strangely: "You didn't paint a turtle on my face, right?" The moment I spoke, Ai Yige was still very alert to change it to English.

When Margaret heard this, she looked frustrated: "It's so boring. He can know what we've done!"

Jin Kezhu also frowned, as if she had failed in the conspiracy, but her quiet personality still made her unable to speak.

But Wu Qingyang gently patted Margaret's head beside him: "I told you a long time ago that little Go is more savvy than monkeys. If you pretend to be nothing, he may find out later. Just your strange smiles are facing him. If he can't find out, he is not Ai Yigo!"

"You, you also have a strange smile on your face. Don't mention us?" Margaret immediately curled her lips and said very little.

Ai Yige smiled bitterly and touched his face, but he couldn't feel any trace, but the little turtle on his face must have not run away.

"You are not allowed to wash it off! Sister Qingyang said you can even tell who the three turtles on your face were drawn! Wait a moment, I will bring you a mirror, I don't believe it, you can tell this!" Margaret jumped up and quickly walked towards the bathroom.

Ai Yige smiled bitterly: "You guys don't have to toss me like this, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Margaret's hurried voice came: "Play a game? Ai, don't be so stingy! Wait, I'll bring you a mirror!"

While she was talking, she had already run out of the bathroom, holding a small makeup mirror in her hand, then stuffed it into Ai Yige's hand, holding her chin with her hands, looking at Ai Yige with a very innocent and cute look, her big blue eyes rolled around: "Ai, look, who did the three of us draw these three turtles?"

There was no way, looking at Jin Kezhu with anticipation, Ai Yige could only raise the mirror and look at the three turtles lying on his face with bizarre face.

One on his forehead was so big that the girl Margaret wanted to paint Aiyigo's face with a turtle. This Aiyigo could see at a glance that except for Margaret, the other two women would definitely not draw a turtle that was almost about to climb from Aiyigo's forehead to his eyes.

Then he looked at one on his left cheek and one on his right cheek. Both turtles were painted in a straightforward manner, and they carefully applied the mesh patterns on the turtle shell. Ai Yige looked at it, then looked up at the expressions on Wu Qingyang, Jin Kezhu and Margaret's faces. He probably had a good idea in his heart.

"The one on the forehead must be drawn by Margaret, the little monkey!" Ai Yigo pointed out the easiest to recognize, and then saw Margaret's face full of anger, as if he was reluctant to see through it at first glance.

"Why? Why? Why is this one necessary? "My drawing?" Margaret pulled Aiyigo's arm, maintaining the spirit of breaking the casserole to the end.

Ai Yige reached out and scraped her nose: "Who else would want to paint a turtle all over my face except you?"

Margaret showed an uproar: "Wow... So that's how it is? I would have painted it as small as those two! Hey, it's so boring, you can guess this! Then guess who did they draw that two?"

Seeing Margaret's eyes flashing with a faint smug light, Ai Yigo even confirmed his conjecture.

But Ai Yigo said in a hurry, just pretending to be a little indistinguishable. He held the mirror in his hand and shook it left and right. Margaret urged him several times in a hurry, but Ai Yigo was not willing to speak. However, from Margaret's impatient expression, Ai Yigo verified his guess step by step, and finally he was basically sure.

He pointed to the Zhou Zheng's little turtle on his left cheek: "I guess, this small and cute turtle is like this, and it's probably like a bamboo painting. She does this way, and she wishes she could take a ruler to measure the grid and draw these things, and it's perfect, and it's never out of line. I guess this is just her!"

"Go! I guessed it again, it's not fun or fun!" Margaret looked annoyed, as if she felt that the game was meaningless, but she still had the last little hope in her heart. However, Wu Qingyang had reminded her before that she must not speak up before Ai Yige announced the end of the game, otherwise with his intelligence, he could guess immediately that the last turtle had a trick.

Seeing that the three women didn't speak, but they all showed boring expressions, Ai Yige slowly spoke confidently: "You must think that I have guessed two and will announce the end of the game. The last one is of course drawn by Sister Qingyang, right? But I don't announce the end of the game, because I know that the last turtle would definitely not be drawn by Sister Qingyang, otherwise, the game will lose its real test. The first two turtles showed your personalities so obviously, it was clearly a trap. Only the last turtle is the real test for you."

When the three women heard Ai Yige's words, they all showed helpless expressions, as if they were once again caught by Ai Yige.

Wu Qingyang smiled and said calmly: "Okay, since you have seen this trick, we won't hold on. Okay, we admit that this turtle is not what I painted, but you still have a failure rate of 50%. You should tell me, is this turtle painted by bamboo or Margaret?"

Ai Yige smiled, waved his hand, picked up the mirror and looked on his right cheek for a long time: "Haha, this turtle is drawn vividly, but it is not difficult to guess. Sister Qingyang, you have grown up watching me. Do you think I can't guess who made this turtle?"

Wu Qingyang curled his lips and showed a helpless expression. Looking around, Jin Kezhu also knew that Ai Yige had guessed it. Only Margaret still grabbed Ai Yige's arm with great pride and shook it back and forth: "Then do you mean, who did we draw it?"

Ai Yigo laughed and shaved Margaret's little nose again. Margaret frowned hard: "Hate, don't scratch my nose!"

It was not until this time that Ai Yige smiled and said, "Old Peng, get out for me! Little girl, do you think I can't see that this is what you guys are drawing? When you were a child, you didn't know anything else. You never passed the art class, but once the teacher asked you to draw a gold turtle, and you kid painted it vividly, and finally got the first full mark in your art in your life! Get out!"

After hearing Ai Yigo's words, Margaret completely showed her defeated expression and said regretfully: "It's so boring that I can't deceive you!"

Ai Yige looked at Peng Lianqing who walked out of the kitchen embarrassedly and said with a smile: "This is your last trap. When I saw that Sister Qingyang was not involved, there were only two people left on the scene. So according to reason, I would only choose one of these two people. However, after a moment of thinking, I found something was wrong. Then I remembered Lao Peng, a guy who liked to post small notes behind girls since he was a child. The small notes were all a little turtle. If you want to talk about Lao Peng, you have been so charming for so many years, and you still like to deal with girls!"

Peng Lianqing shook his head helplessly: "I was forced by Margaret's little monkey! Don't blame me! That's great, hurry up and wash your face. I'm so stupid. Are you very proud of being pressed against three turtles on your face?"

Ai Yige flew up and flew towards Peng Lianqing. Peng Lianqing reached out and grabbed it: "It's really uncreative, it's slippers again! I really don't know why you were so smart just now!"

There were bursts of laughter coming from the room, but amid the laughter, Ai Yigo was a little absent-minded. Looking at Margaret's happy look, he was really unsure whether this girl knew what happened last night. Should she mention this matter to her? Or, a vague hint?

If she had no impression at all, it seemed that she wouldn't mention it, but what if she had an impression? If she didn't say anything, wouldn't she be a villain? This is really difficult to choose!
Chapter completed!