Devil's Body Temperature (MTL) [COMPLETED]

77. Gentle Township

If he had to make a choice, he could only pull Beiyao into the water, not to mention... Huo Xu thought for a while, Beiyao was not necessarily in danger, right? He will try his best to protect her, and Jiang Huaqiong may not think that he killed Huo Nanshan.

He irritatedly smoked a cigarette, remembering that he would be able to settle down with Bei Yao tomorrow, in addition to boundless worries, faintly, and a little bit of anticipation.

A lightning flashed across the sky, and then the thunder thundered.

Lightning flashed for a moment and was blocked by the red curtains.

When Pei Yao came out after taking a shower, he saw Pei Chuan playing on the floor. The man silently paved the quilt found in the closet and sorted the corners of the quilt.

Hearing the noise of Beiyao, he paused, and tightened the fingers of the corner, not only did not smooth the wrinkles, but also made it a little messier.

She asked: "Pei Chuan, what are you doing?"

Pei Chuan looked down: "I promised you before, even after getting married, I still respect your freedom and get along like before. You can go to school, I won't do anything to you."

Beiyao lost her shyness all at once, and was replaced by anger and anger.

Before marriage, he didn't feel safe and didn't believe her, even after he married!

Could it be that she will divorce him later and marry someone else, what does he think of himself? Did she ride the dangerous springboard? Can she throw it away?

She's not without a little temper, she won't be able to get up without people touching her?

Beiyao sulked: "Why are you laying on the floor next to the bed? There is a sofa outside."

His lips paled: "If you..." His voice was hoarse, and it seemed difficult. "If I don't want me to be here, I'm going to sleep."

She was so angry that she wanted to thwart him, and the newlyweds would sleep on the bed, but he could come up with it.

Her character is not easy to be angry, and she is really angry and not easy to coax. She said: "Just whatever you want."

Bei Yao did not bring her pajamas, but Dahong's veil brought a few. She walked around the bed to get the veil. When passing by the man, Pei Chuan raised his eyes.

A pair of slender ** white, she did not wear that summer pants.

His eyes were burned, but remembered she asked why not go to the sofa? Isn't it even close to her? He pursed his lips, feeling bitter and sad, and he didn't want to go against her and walked out slowly.

Before Pei Chuan left the room, she couldn't help turning her back. She sat on the small sofa and wiped her hair. Her long hair wet the shirt. The outline of her chest was looming. She didn't look at him. Angry.

She was obedient and well-behaved since childhood, and she rarely got angry and did not remember her hatred. However, she does not look at him now. Pei Chuan clenched her fists, fearing that he would stay here and she would be more angry and could only go out.

Beiyao was amused, okay, okay, if you don't sleep together, you won't sleep together.

The living room is not as warm as the bedroom, and you can feel the cold of spring night almost at once.

He was sitting on the sofa, thundering and thundering outside, and obviously he didn't think there was anything alone, but for a moment, the warmth in that room was nostalgic.