The actor is actually a milk-flavored Omega [Female A Male O]

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Germination

    ◎I don't want to keep that person waiting. ◎

    Zhou Aiqiao walked slowly, and Ming Xiangfan was by his side as if stepping on ants.

    I happened to meet the screenwriter when I went upstairs, and the screenwriter was shocked: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

    Ming Xiangfan laughed inwardly, and on the surface he was very cooperative: "It seems to be true, it seems that he has low blood sugar depending on the situation."

    Zhou Aiqiao heard the words, With a pale face, he nodded heavily: "It doesn't matter, why don't you go and get busy." The

    screenwriter asked for a few more minutes, Ming Xiangfan and Zhou Aiqiao were talking about each other, and the screenwriter's eyes changed from worry to suspicion.

    "Helping" Zhou Aiqiao to his floor, before he got close, he saw Xiao Luo squatting at the door playing with his mobile phone.

    Zhou Aiqiao cleared his throat: "What are you doing here?"

    Xiao Luo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he stood up suddenly, but his head suddenly froze, and he leaned against the wall and said twice: "I'm so dizzy.

    " Xiao Luo regained his composure, and Ming Xiangfan had no intention of listening to the conversation between the two.

    "Since Assistant Teacher Zhou is here, I won't bother you any more." Ming Xiangfan said, "Let's go first."

    Zhou Aiqiao's arm resting on Ming Xiangfan's shoulder dropped, and he grabbed her wrist: "Don't Go."

    Ming Xiangfan grabbed his hand and brought him to his eyes: "Let go."

    "No." Zhou Aiqiao refused.

    Ming Xiangfan stretched out his other hand to bend, but he didn't move. On the contrary, Zhou Aiqiao intensified his strength, and even his face became serious.

    Xiao Luo didn't dare to speak, and tremblingly said: "Brother...you are..."

    Zhou Aiqiao's eyes were like knives, and he stabbed Xiao Luo's chest straight: "Is it important?"

    Xiao Luo Meng circled: "Ah?"

    Zhou Aiqiao He said patiently, "Is what you want to report to me important?"

    Xiao Luo suddenly realized: "It should...not be very important."

    Zhou Aiqiao nodded, walked around him and scanned the QR code to open the door, "Come find me at night."

    Clap—

    the door was locked and closed.

    With the wind, there was a faint milk fragrance.

    Ming Xiangfan was pinned behind the door by him and couldn't break free.

    "Let go." She pushed Zhou Aiqiao.

    Zhou Aiqiao put his head on her shoulders and neck, and sprayed his scorching breath on her skin.

    After a while, it seemed that the water drops fell again, rolling a certain distance and staining in her clothes.

    Zhou Aiqiao kept his head down all the time, and his voice was also very dull: "Afan..."

    Ming Xiangfan's heart sank inexplicably when he heard his tone.

    She put away the soft thorns on her body, and said: "We can have a good talk. At present, I don't think our relationship is good enough to hug anytime and anywhere."