After dinner, Yan Xiaomo was still depressed because she felt that her name was ruined by the beast Yang Suhang!&1t;/p>

Yan Xiaomo angrily threw the Winnie bear in her hand towards the bed, walked out of bed angrily and opened the door to the kitchen to find snacks.&1t;/p>

For this relatively unfamiliar environment, Yan Xiaomo really couldn't find the switch to turn on the lights. She just vaguely remembered that it should be at a certain location, so she could only carefully grop.&1t;/p>

Strange, is there something very smooth in the living room? Yan Xiaomo frowned and was very curious about what she touched. She touched up and down, touched left and right. She always felt like something, but she was not sure.&1t;/p>

It seems that the touch is quite good. What exactly is it? Yan Xiaomo continued to explore, and his hand seemed to have grabbed something. Through the fabric, he could only feel a hard and hot thing...&1t;/p>

Clothing?! Clothing?! Yan Xiaomo opened her eyes wide, maybe, she knew what she was touching.&1t;/p>

"Have you touched enough?" A low and magnetic voice came from above.&1t;/p>

"Old...Old Teacher"&1t;/p>

In the darkness, he couldn't see her face clearly, but she could tell from her voice that she was nervous, afraid and panic.&1t;/p>

"I didn't mean it...I just encountered it accidentally..."&1t;/p>

Yang Suhang turned on the light, and the living room finally returned to light, and Yan Xiaomo happened to see what she was touching.&1t;/p>

Perhaps Yang Suhang had just walked out after taking a shower, his strong body was visible at a glance. A drop of water flowed down his narrow eyebrows and eyes, whirling down at the collarbone, and slipped unwillingly. It was a kind of evil temptation, a suffocation that penetrated the soul. The half-long head was wet on the sharpened arms, and it dissipated with an attractive luster like black gold. It was the charming look of any man and the gorgeousness that seemed to drag a person into a whirlpool.&1t;/p>

Looking at Yang Suhang who had just walked out of the shower, Yan Xiaomo swallowed again, and once again the trouble came out: "Teacher... are you really O years old?" Mother, no wonder she said that a man is a flower and a woman is thirty years old. This famous saying is true!&1t;/p>

Yang Suhang smiled at the corner of his mouth. It is really admirable that a woman was able to answer her questions so well and could still answer her questions so calmly.&1t;/p>

"Well, why are you coming out for so late?"&1t;/p>

Yan Xiaomo [31 Novel Network] grinned: "Hehe...I'm hungry"&1t;/p>

Yang Suhang held his forehead and walked to the kitchen to open the refrigerator. He asked, "There are no ingredients, only noodles, do you want to eat it?"&1t;/p>

Yan Xiaomo was curious: "Teacher, do you want to make it for me to eat?"&1t;/p>

Yang Suhang responded faintly and then started to go down.&1t;/p>

Looking at Yang Suhang's serious appearance, a warm current suddenly surged out of Yan Xiaomo's heart.&1t;/p>

When she and Ye Ziyang were together, Ye Ziyang had never set up a kitchen for her, and he, Yang Suhang, and her teacher, actually stayed behind for the third update in the middle of the night.&1t;/p>

"Teacher, why do you want to be at me?" When Yan Xiaomo said this, she wanted to slap herself in the mouth. Damn it! I'm dying!&1t;/p>

Yang Suhang's back stiffened for a moment, and after about ten seconds, he slowly spoke: "Because I'm hungry too"&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!