Chapter 100: The White Head Date (7)

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  The two returned upstairs.

  Before it was time to go to bed, Bai Sang suggested that we play games.

  He Xiu then looked at him from the side and raised his eyebrows: "You can also play games?"

  Bai Sang crossed his arms, "Of course."

  After he started playing games, He Xiucai discovered that this person was not only good at playing, but was comparable to some professional players.

  Where is his ability, can he quickly master the game?

  He Xiu's tone fluctuated: "So powerful?"

  Bai Sang didn't turn around, still immersed in the screen, "I will be a game builder."

  He Xiu could see him playing games seriously when he glanced sideways, and his eyes moved down to his slender and fair neck.

  Then the scapula, to the clavicle...

  In particular, this dress is extremely wide, and the snow-white skin can be seen a little further down.

  He Xiu looked away.

  I recited silently twice that I am a saint.

  At eleven o'clock, Bai Sangcai suddenly realized that it was time to go to bed.

  There are no extra rooms in He Xiu's rental house, which puts Bai Sang in trouble.

  Bai Sang tilted his head and asked, "Then I sleep on the sofa? Okay?"

  He Xiu's eyes wandered over him.

  Then he said without any hesitation: "You sleep on the bed."

  Bai Sang felt that the man's eyes just looked at him but did not remind him.

  Don't look at it. Although he looks like this, his physique can no longer be compared with ordinary people.

  Bai Sang crossed his arms and said, "I can sleep on the sofa."

  Seeing his appearance, He Xiu could only think of the rabbit he raised.

  "no."

  Bai Sang wanted to say something else, but He Xiu leaned down and approached him and said:

  "Then let's sleep in bed together?"

  "..."

  A smile flashed across He Xiu's dark pupils, "Which one do you choose?"

  This man has no choice at all.

  The face suddenly enlarged in front of him, and the visual impact it brought was needless to say.

  Bai Sang paused, "Then let's sleep on the bed."

  He Xiu smiled, "Be good."

  It was still raining outside, and the windows were rattling from the heavy rain.

  Bai Sang just checked the weather and realized it was a typhoon.

  A night like this, just like that night.

  Bai Sang raised his eyes and looked out the window, worry flashing across his eyes.

  [With the weather tonight, he might be scared. ]

  After He Xiu heard this voice, his dark pupils gradually became darker.

  Although he didn't speak, Bai Sang had already figured out a lot for him.

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