"I read in novels, it's all written in this way." Seeing that he was not talking, Yi Xiaoling poked his face with a hand, kindly suggesting.

When her words fell, Yan Shuhan's face darkened.

"Yi Xiaoling, read less nutritious novels in the future." He gritted his teeth viciously, and the next second, he turned straight, left her room, and walked towards the bathroom.

The door slammed shut.

Then, in the bathroom, there was a splash of water.

She can guarantee that he is driving cold water.

When Yan Shuhan came out of the bathroom, the culprit was already lying on the bed, sleeping on the pillow.

She looked good when she fell asleep, lying there, her small mouth was still slightly pouted, and she kept a posture unchanged for a long time.

But the eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if they felt uncomfortable.

With a flash of eyes, Yan Shuhan walked into the kitchen, cut the **** and boiled the **** soup, immediately found a warm water bag, charged it, and then walked to her and let her hug her.

"Hmm..." Yi Xiaoling held the warm water bag, turned over, muttered comfortably, and continued to sleep.

It's just that the frowning eyebrows stretched out.

When she woke up, Yan Shuhan had already scooped out the **** soup and put it in front of her, "Drink it while it is hot, and go to the lecture after drinking it."

"..." Yi Xiaoling glanced at him secretly, and found that he was still dark and embarrassed. He picked up the **** soup in front of him and sipped it obediently.

"It's delicious, do you want to taste it?" The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, and Yi Xiaoling subconsciously wanted to relax. Who knows, the atmosphere became even more embarrassing when she spoke.

Is it wrong to let a big man drink **** soup?

"Do you think I need it?" Yan Shuhan raised an eyebrow and gave her a cold look.

Reached out and pulled at the collar of the shirt, as if out of breath from the heat.

In Yi Xiaoling's mind, the scene of him rushing to the bathroom to take a cold shower flashed immediately.

At this time, it is safer to speak less.

The novel says that men who are dissatisfied with desire are more grumpy.

Yi Xiaoling drank all the **** soup in the bowl, then obediently put the empty bowl back into the kitchen, picked up his carry-on bag, and walked in front of him.

"I'm ready."

"Yeah." Yan Shuhan glanced at her up and down, and saw her pale face, slightly less, before leading her out together.

When two people walked into the campus, the combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman quickly attracted the attention of others, especially the hands of two people, which were still tightly held together, which was no different from an open romance.

Yi Xiaoling was watched by the people around him and couldn't help but want to withdraw his hands, but Yan Shuhan refused to let go.

They are not shameful, there is no need to hide.

Yan Shuhan deliberately accompanied her to the lecture, just to take the oath of sovereignty.

Let everyone know that she already has a master, even if he doesn't have time to accompany her to school in the future, no one dares to make her mind.

The two people quickly entered the classroom and chose the last row to sit down.

In Yan Shuhan's statement, others dare not sit in the last row because they don't want to attend the class and worry that the teacher will see that they are good students and have no such worries.

But no matter how Yi Xiaoling looked at his eyes, he felt that he wanted to take advantage of her.

"Yi Xiaoling, don't you guys..."

"Is this going to announce the relationship?"

"I just said that on the first day you came to report, I felt that your relationship was unusual, and I didn't expect it to be true..."