Yan Ge did not expect this guy to be incompetent at all.

But because the guy bit her a bit, she wouldn't "pretend to be strong." He didn't recommend it, so she reached out and dragged his arm: "My feet hurt, can I bother you to carry me down."

Gu Yicheng hesitated and asked, "When I carry you, you won't deliberately press me, and then let the two of us roll down and hang up, right?"

Words of Song: ...

Isn't this guy really retarded?

Such a thing that hurts a thousand and hurts a thousand, which silly x will do?

He can think of it!

Yange was expressionless: "You think I'm the one who did that kind of thing?"

She was short of the word "haha" at the end.

Gu Yicheng answered honestly, "Yes."

He felt that the woman hated him for bullying and marrying her, and he remembered that many times she looked at him and wanted to break him up.

Words of Song: ...

She opened her mouth and felt that she was blocked by snacks.

Simply said: "It's normal for you to have such concerns. Then can you call the security guard of the property to come up? Paid service, go down and give me a thousand yuan, I will pay this money."

Gu Yicheng: ...

Her body was soft and small, and her legs were thin and white. How could other men touch it?

So after a short aggressive, he squatted down: "I'll carry you."

Yan Song lifted his feet.

The guy was taken straight down the steps.

There are more than ten steps in total, and a man like Gu Yicheng rolls twice to the end.

Except for the gray-headed face, there was no bruising on the body.

Gu Yicheng stood up and looked up to see the song. The woman saw her hands on her hips and looked up at him with a provocative look at him: "I wouldn't catch myself even if I wanted you to roll the steps. It didn't hang down after rolling down. "

Gu Yicheng: ...

He was a little angry.

But I don't know why, watching her standing there coquettishly, with a look of pride and arrogance, those angers turned into small grievances and small joys.

Anxious to kneel before her feet and shout "Yes, yes, you are right, 666 my wife is mighty".

Fortunately, his shame was still there, and he didn't really do such an unruly thing. He just went up the steps silently and crouched in front of her.

Will she hit him this time?

I'll just let it go, it doesn't seem to hurt anyway, it's better than her screamer to mention divorce.

Besides, he likes her spiciness right now.

If there is a barrage, he must brush countless 666 on it!

Yan Ge didn't hit him again this time, and cleverly climbed onto his back.

Her chest was also firmly pressed on his back.

Although it is a trumpet, Yange is uncomfortable.

She estimated that Gu Yicheng was choked from time to time by these two trumpeters, and she should not be comfortable.

His arms were wrapped around his neck. Although Yange didn't speak, he intentionally sprayed the exhaled breath behind his ears and behind his neck.

Gu Yicheng's whole heart was trembling.

Her breath was slightly hot, and she slammed on his skin, as if it were a current, it hit his limbs.

He felt that his body was soft and soft, as if it were a pool of water stains, and somewhere, it was hard and painful, very uncomfortable.

If she keeps going on like this, he will roll down the stairs.

So after coughing, he decisively looked for the topic: "Does it still hurt?"

Yange: "It doesn't hurt to touch the ankle, but it hurts where you've bitten. It hurts a lot. No one has bitten me since childhood."

After a pause, Yange added: "No dog has bitten me."