Jiang Cenran: "It's good that you know."

Wei Yiming stood on tiptoe and tried to raise his height to enhance his aura. He emphasized with a straightforward word: "I am twenty-two years old, not a child."

Her chin was slightly raised, and her delicate face was completely exposed to Jiang Cenran's sight.

The curled black eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a beautiful shadow, and her lips were pink and tender and moist, and she beeped slightly dissatisfied at this moment.

Wei Yiming is not only beautiful, but also so beautiful that it is indefensive that it makes people unable to defend.

Jiang Cenran's eyes were dark and his heart was a little confused.

"Hmm?" Wei Yiming saw his hesitation and couldn't help but lean forward again.

"Okay. Not a kid."

Jiang Cenran set aside his gaze and stepped into the house first.

Wei Yiming's lips were tied up, and he stood up slowly, saying, "Brother Cen Ran, I'm a little thirsty."

When Jiang Cenran returned to the living room with water, Wei Yiming sat upright on the sofa.

But because she sat too well, the hem of the clothes that were not long rose a little further, making her long white legs more obvious.

When Wei Yiming took the water, he raised his eyes and smiled at him, saying something that was so well-behaved: "Thank you, Brother Cen Ran."

Jiang Cenran couldn't help but press his eyebrows, picked up his cell phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and continued to call Jiang Yuyang.

Wei Yiming slowly started drinking water.

No matter how many you hit, it is useless.

After a while, Jiang Cenran finally gave up, hung up the phone, and walked over again.

Wei Yiming immediately stood up with a guilty face, "Brother Cen Ran, am I disturbing you? You seem to want to drive me away quickly."

Although the little girl tried her best to hide her panic, she was too stiff and it was difficult for people not to notice it.

Jiang Cenran was slightly stunned, "I didn't bother you, nor did I want to drive you away, don't think too much."

Wei Yiming immediately let out a sigh of relief, bent his eyebrows and smiled, "I knew that Brother Cen Ran is not such a cold person."

After the words came to her, she sat down again.

Jiang Cenran's afterglow flew over her legs, and simply went back to the room to get a thin quilt, and threw it on her.

Wei Yiming grabbed the thin quilt with her white fingertips and said blankly: "I'm so hot that I'm not cold."

"Covered." His voice was majestic, and Wei Yiming was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!