The young marshal was on guard. His tall and straight body blocked the door. His face was not very good. "Where do you want to go?"

"I'm going back to my bedroom. Young Marshal, get out of the way."

"What if I don't?"

Xiaobai is so anxious that he dares to push him.

He pushed hard for several times and couldn't shake him. Finally, he could only bite his lips and look at him with wronged red eyes.

The Young Marshal doesn't understand. Why doesn't she understand these words?

Elm head is smarter than her!

She has no brain!

"Yun Xiaobai, you'd better take back my tears and don't let me beat you!" He threatened fiercely and waved his iron fist in front of her.

It seems to prove that as long as she dares to shed tears, his fist will really hit her.

Xiaobai flattened his mouth. Tears filled his eyes. He just didn't fall down.

She seems to be afraid, afraid of his anger, or afraid of being beaten?

Raise your head high and want to take back your tears.

That poor spirit, I can't bear to see the young handsome.

"Yun Xiaobai, you will pretend to be poor!" Use a bad tone to cover up your inner reluctance and heartache.

In a choking voice, Xiaobai defended himself, "I didn't... Tears. It didn't obey, so he ran out..."

Young Marshal: "

Innocent girl!

If you don't feel wronged, dare it run out by itself?!

"Really want to go out?" The Young Marshal asked in a gentle manner, like the kindness of the big gray wolf when he wanted to eat the little sheep, with a little guidance.

Xiaobai nodded again and again, "go out."

The Young Marshal put his hands around him and said proudly, "you can think clearly. Now there are people outside. If you go out at this time, everyone will see you go out of my bedroom."

There are indeed several servants cleaning in the corridor. If you go out at this time, you will be seen without doubt.

Xiaobai hesitated and stared at him, "then, what should I do?"

"What else can I do?" The Young Marshal leisurely stepped on his long legs, walked to the sofa and sat down comfortably, "wait. When the others are gone, you can go out."

Xiaobai bit her lip and thought for a while. She thought it made sense.

So he came slowly and sat down at the other end of the sofa.

The Young Marshal stared, "sit so far, afraid I'll eat you?"

"That's not what I mean."

"Then sit down for me."

Xiaobai is embarrassed again. She looks like a abused little daughter-in-law and moves over little by little.

"Leave it so wide, waiting for the train!" Looking at the distance of one arm between the two, the young marshal was not satisfied again.

Xiaobai slowly moved to him again. The Young Marshal scolded, "Yun Xiaobai, are you disgusting me?"

His head immediately shook like a rattle, "how can it!"

"Then come a little more."

Xiaobai puts his hands on his knees and is suffering in his heart. If he goes a little further, he will be next to the Young Marshal

just so so.

Men and women do not give and receive, men and women should keep a distance, men and women

The head is still thinking about these in a mess. Sometimes, the Young Marshal's patience has reached the limit. As soon as he grabbed her and took her to himself, he fastened the back of his head, and the coral red thin lips pressed down

As soon as Xiaobai was pulled by him, he rushed over and was pressed in his arms. The next second, the back of his head was pressed and the lip flap was blocked.

It's his lips.

Warm, soft.

Young Marshal... Kissed her again.

……

After a kiss, the Young Marshal held her, and Xiaobai sat on his legs facing him with his legs apart.