The Boss is Very Busy

Kapok was completely stunned, and the slender and tall young man leaned very close, his bright eyes gradually darkened, and because he just woke up, his curly and smooth hair was still a little messy, but it still didn't affect the beauty.

His slightly cool fingers touched the girl's small face, then moved down slowly, and touched her chin. He closed his eyes and approached quietly.

Just at the moment when the breath was about to merge, Kapok quickly raised her little hand, and gently pressed her fingers on the opponent's shoulder.

An Yin paused, he lowered his slender and thick eyelashes, and glanced at the little hand blocking his approach in an unclear manner.

Then he raised his fair and tender face slightly, bit his slightly pale lips lightly, and said with an aggrieved look, "Your sister won't let you?"

"..."

Kapok coughed, and looked away in embarrassment. The child looked at him with an aggrieved face, and was really a little overwhelmed.

But Kapok couldn't tell how guilt was slowly rising in his heart.

After a few seconds, I had to clear my throat, "I promised you, but you also said...don't move me."

Obviously, he should have suppressed the urge to strike at the white and tender little brother.

Kapok tried her best to ignore the strangeness and awkwardness in her heart, and added: "So, you have to keep your promise."

The girl's voice fell, and the room seemed extremely quiet.

Kapok raised his eyes to look at him, there was no expression on the young man's delicate white face, he silently pursed the corners of his beautiful lips, looking straight and cold.

After a while, he hoarse his pleasant voice, and said flatly: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't come closer, and agreed readily, so Kapok stared at him.

The clothes on the extremely beautiful young man were a little uneven, with slightly chaotic folds. The white and delicate collarbone was exposed at the white collar, and the straight shoulder line was hidden in the shirt, which looked alluring.

Tut tut.

The roots of troubles.

Kapok silently cursed in his heart.

As if sensing the girl's gaze, An Yin's snow-white cheeks paused, his eyelashes drooped slightly, he raised his arms calmly, his bony fingers lightly grasped the curtain, and pulled it.

Kapok opened his eyes.

This action allowed the young man to reveal more of his white skin like jade. The lines were exquisite and beautiful. Along the collarbone, the extremely attractive lines were slowly hidden.

An Yin looked over with a blank face.

The sun was still hanging high in the sky, emitting faint dazzling and eye-catching light, pouring on the tall and straight boy like a tree. The white shirt was dazzlingly white because it was covered with a layer of sunlight.

His slender and beautiful fingers lightly pressed against the window sill, suddenly lowered his eyes, and met the girl's eyes.

Slowly, the milky-white and sunny-eyed young man raised his well-shaped lips and smiled, then quickly put them away, looking straight at the other side.

His delicate eyebrows and eyes already have a hint of mature charm, but his cheeks are slightly pouted, serious and quiet, like a good-looking child.

Then the child's voice lingered in a low voice.

"I'll listen to whatever my sister says now."

Mu Mian blinked her eyes, nodded very satisfied, just when she was about to reach out her hand to caress the other party's cute and furry head lovingly, the Adam's apple on the delicate collarbone of the fair-skinned young man was abrupt and sexy, faintly rolling.

"At least until adulthood."

"..."

He laughed again, exuding a slight breath. He smiled cutely and cutely, but said: "After I grow up... my sister can't control me like this."

"At that time, he was already an adult."