Does this guy want to ask her to exchange food for sleep?

Yange turned to stare at him.

Gouzi met her gaze, never flickering or hiding, and continued calmly, "My hair has grown."

"Ah?" Just a little hair grows, can it be grown?

Mainly, it has something to do with her!

Gouzi: "It's not bald anymore."

In the end, the voice was dumb, and there was a mix of grievances in the dumb voice.

Yan Song thought he heard it wrong.

However, it is not bald, it is indeed something to be praised.

She didn't seem to congratulate him yet.

Yange: "Congratulations, you finally have your hair back."

Gouzi saw that she was going to flash people again, stepped forward and clasped her wrists, and nibbled the person in front of the wall.

"You said you wouldn't sleep with a bald head. I'm not bald now."

Yan Ge understood that the man was still inviting her to sleep.

And the language model was still inexplicable. She stared at him, and after a while, she curiously asked, "Are you so shy?"

Gouzi felt his face slump and caught fire instantly.

He could calmly meet her, but now she said that he had no courage to face her.

I was about to step back and pull the distance between the two.

She hooked him around his neck and kissed him.

The so-called sleep.

In fact, it is very simple to sleep.

Although Gouzi has grown hair, it is too short.

Yange couldn't get down.

Moreover, she found Gouzi's desires were limited, and as long as she kissed her, she was satisfied.

He didn't take any further action, and Yange naturally wouldn't take the initiative.

So at night, it was really just a nap.

It's so simple. Yange is held in his arms by such a masculine man.

Yange is really a bit uncomfortable.

Although human instincts are less able to affect her.

But at this moment, she really wanted to sleep madly ...

Anyway, hold back.

The hair is too short, and it will suffocate when you touch it. I can't brew more passion!

All night, Gouzi felt that the woman seemed to like his short stubble all the time, and her sleep was touching, she couldn't help it.

The door knocked in the morning.

Banging, banging for a long time.

Yan Song rolled over in dissatisfaction and pushed Gouzi: "Open the door."

With eyes open for a long time, Gouzi Wenyan, who had been holding the Yange posture, stood up and opened the door calmly.

"Boss, aren't you going to Liaodong today? Everyone is waiting for you." What knocked at the door was originally intended to call the boss's sleeping beauty next door.

As soon as the boss opened the door, he noticed that his face was very bad.

It's like being squeezed out of kidney all night.

He was very thirsty for survival and noticed that his voice immediately complimented a lot.

Gouzi has not responded yet, and the people in the room asked curiously, "Going to Liaodong today? What are you going to do? I am going too."

It's the voice of a song.

He's in the boss's room?

How surprised to stare at his boss.

These people are still betting on when the boss can coax the beauty. The boss is good, silent, and has coaxed the beauty into bed.

Why didn't you see the beauties in the room, because the door was shut in a moment.

He touched the nose that was almost hit by the door, and listened for a while next to the door. He heard nothing, and had to leave in silence.