I saw a shoe cabinet at the entrance with a few pairs of slippers on it, followed by the living room in front, an LCD TV opposite the sofa, and a balcony next to it.

Next to the TV is a large three-dimensional air conditioner with a brand name.

There is a kitchen on the left front of the entrance door, there are no walls, just a few cupboards and dining tables, and there is a refrigerator next to it, which is also a brand name.

There is a bedroom on the right front of the entrance. Both bedrooms have their own toilets, but everything is in a bathroom.

Yang Yong suffocated for a minute, this decoration, this style, this home appliance is simply a cozy nest, how could it be a school dormitory!

Lin Qinger went to the cabinet very familiarly, took two pairs of chopsticks, and put the lunch box on the seat.

Until Lin Qinger sat down, Yang Yong was not seen.

Lin Qing'er glanced at Yang Yong who was still knocking at the door, and shouted in disdain: "Hey! Dumplings! After dinner, what are you talking about!"

"Ah ... oh oh." Yang Yong shuddered, then slowly walked to the table and sat down.

"Soil bun!" Lin Qing'er looked at Yang Yong with contempt, and threw chopsticks to Yang Yong's side.

Yang Yong skimmed his lips, didn't return his mouth, took the chopsticks and opened the lunch box.

Suddenly a scent of fragrance came, and the meals of the aristocratic school were indeed not ordinary.

Lin Qinger ate quickly, and Yang Qing had finished eating half of Yang Yong's food, which made Yang Yong look differently.

"Ah ~~" Lin Qinger wiped her mouth, yawned, and threw chopsticks on the table: "Clean up the garbage."

Then without looking at Yang Yong, he got up and went into the room.

"唉 ~~" Yang Yong smiled and shook his head with a bitter smile. Is he still a nanny?

Yang Yong decided that he couldn't get used to this girl, waited for himself to finish up, cleaned up his garbage, and then went into the house himself, and he was going to sleep for a while.

Although not so luxurious in this bedroom, it is still very comfortable, at least more comfortable than the small bed in the private world.

Yang Yonggang wanted to come in. Who knew that Lin Qinger's bedroom suddenly heard screams.

Yang Yong's first thought was that someone came to attack!

Yang Yong reacted instantly, rushing to the door as fast as possible, and rushed in as soon as he twisted the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a pretty figure flew into his arms.

Lin Qinger, wearing a nightgown, lied in Yang Yong's arms and cried, "Cockroaches! There are cockroaches!"

"Uh ..." Yang Yong froze completely, feeling where the softness came from his chest. Yang Yong was like being in a fairyland. Although Lin Qing'er wasn't particularly full, the erect touch was unique.

"Isn't it just cockroaches? It's okay, okay." Yang Yong patted Lin Qinger's shoulders and comforted.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh since I'm ... I'm scared.

"Okay, don't be afraid." Yang Yong patted her back gently.

"Woohoo ~~~" Lin Qinger lay crying on Yang Yong's shoulder.

Yang Yong became more and more cool, and a ** smile appeared on his face.

Lin Qing'er lay in Yang Yong's arms, reached out and wiped his tears, and then hesitated.

"Asshole!"

Lin Qinger yelled and pushed Yang Yong away.

Yang Yong was startled by Lin Qinger.

Looking at the red circles, tears in his eyes, but Lin Qinger's angry face, Yang Yong suddenly turned a little dizzy, which is it?

"Rogue! Who let you in! Get out of here!" Lin Qinger shouted at Yang Yong.

As soon as Yang Yong heard, his face was dark: "I said you were ill? You yelled, I thought there was an enemy to catch you! Can I not come in! As soon as I come in, you will fling me And now let me get out of the way, your tm brain makes the donkey kick! "

"You! You even scolded me!" Lin Qing pointed his fingers at Yang Yong childishly.

Yang Yong was also angry: "I tell you, others are used to you, I am not used to you!"

"You! Get me out of here!" Lin Qing'er yelled at Zhang Yong and clawed at Yang Yong before blasting out.

Yang Yong grabbed her two thin arms.

"I must teach you today!"

After speaking, Yang Yong bit his teeth and bent over and carried Lin Qing'er up.

Two steps forward and Lin Qinger was thrown directly onto the bed.

"Get off!" Lin Qinger shouted.

"I roll a wool! See how I teach you!"

Then, Yang Yong caught Lin Qing'er directly and turned her over.

"Ah!" Lin Qinger shouted, "What !!!! Ah!"

"Call it! See how I can clean up you! I have to change your young lady's temper!"

Yang Yong pressed Lin Qinger to make her lie on the bed.

Yang Yong's hands are very strong. She pressed Lin Qing'er's back, and she couldn't move, she tried to struggle with her legs and legs.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yong smiled, raised his palm, and slammed on Lin Qing'er's ass.

The voice was crisp and loud, and her little butt also played a few times.

"Well, it's quite elastic!" Yang Yong said with a smile.

"Ah! Asshole! Help!" Lin Qinger kept struggling, trying to escape Yang Yong's palm. Unfortunately, Yang Yong's strength was too great, Lin Qinger had no room to resist.

"Shut up! Don't call me, you little girl, can I kill you again? And cry for help."

Yang Yong patted Lin Qinger's fart again. This time, it was very light: "Don't call it, did you hear it?"

"Woohoo ~~" Lin Qinger started to cry.

Turning his head to look at Yang Yong, with tears in his eyes: "I'm sure! I must, let my dad kill you! Ohh ~~"

Yang Yong smiled fiercely, then looked at Lin Qing'er with a sullen expression: "That's the case! Then I'll kill you right now! No! Kill first and kill later! Kill after killing!"

"You! You! Ooo ~~~"

Obviously, Lin Qinger was completely frightened by Yang Yong, and fell on the bed and cried again.

Yang Yong smiled, and said, she was still a kid, so frightened.

"Dad ... daddy ... woohoo ~~"

"Okay, don't cry!"

"Woohoo ~~ oohoo ~~"

"I told you to stop crying and hear nothing!" Yang Yongyang raised his hand and hit again.

"Don't, don't, don't hit ... I was wrong." Lin Qinger called quickly.

Yang Yong smiled and put his hand back, and then pressed Lin Qing's hand back.

"Be obedient later, I won't hit you. Did you hear me?"

Yang Yong stood up and looked at Lin Qinger.

Yang Yong withdrew his hand, Lin Qinger sat up quickly, sitting on the bed with his knees bent.

"Woohoo ~~ oohoo ~~" Lin Qing'er cried again, wiping his tears with his hands, tears like a stream of water.

Lin Qinger was so pitiful and pitiful at this time, her hair was a little messy, her little face was red, she should be mad, her tears kept falling, and her little hands kept wiping tears.

Yang Yong suddenly felt guilty. Did he start heavy? Not heavy! Don't you know your strength? It hurts for a while, it wo n't be red.