Jian Luo just closed the door and turned around and was stunned. On the soft big bed was a boy who was ignorant of the world, who was as clean and clear as an angel. He looked clean and refreshing without lacking elegance. His slightly open collarbone was faintly visible.

The faint collar at the bottom of his neck occasionally showed a few silver streamers, the shallow, uncatchable beautiful streamers.

I don’t know what sweet dreams I had in my sleep, but the boy raised the corner of his mouth and showed a pure and gentle smile.

"Xiao Luo..." Suddenly, the boy closed his eyes tightly and shouted softly, the voice full of tenderness and nostalgia.

"Eh? Are you awake?" Jian Luo walked over in confusion and was about to reach out his hand, but was suddenly pulled into his arms by the sleeping boy. He was quiet and did not move, because he was afraid of waking up the boy holding him and did not struggle.

"While sleeping while sleeping?" Jian Luo lifted the strand of hair on the corner of the boy's lips with laughter and cry, and quietly looked at the boy's quiet and beautiful sleeping face.

His skin was pink and transparent, tender and tender as if it were a baby, and it was like a sunny elves dancing on it.

"Um" The boy's slender eyelashes were shaking slightly, as if they were waking up. He gradually opened his eyes and looked at the boy who was tightly held in his arms, and the faint natural lavender fragrance on his body, blushing his face.

"Dudu, are you awake?" Looking at the confusion in the boy's eyes and being stunned for a moment, Jian Luo calmly pinched the boy's fair and tender cheeks.

"Are you going to the airport?" Still holding the boy's slender waist tightly, Do Qingshu smiled, his smile as clean and pure as Hae-woohua.

"Yes, get up quickly!" Nodded obediently in Du Qingzhu's arms, and Jane Luo said with a smile with her cute big eyes blinking.

Du Qingzhu quietly stared at the boy smiling in his arms, and the gentle smile on his lips was as warm as the sun.

His fair and delicate face was covered with endless tenderness and love. He just looked at her, and his affectionate eyes were like the pure stream, pure and clear.

"Dudu, put this scarf on it again! It looks so good and won't catch a cold." Sitting on the bed, looking at the boy wearing clothes, Jian Luo picked up a light blue scarf beside him and walked to the boy.

"You, don't just take care of them, and occasionally care about yourself, do you know!" He put the scarf on the young man's graceful neck helplessly, and Jian Luo curled his lips.

"Well" Du Qingzhu stared at the boy in front of him with clear eyes, his eyes full of pampering and beautiful smoothness.

"If, I mean, if, if, would I blame me if I suddenly disappeared in front of you?" The boy looked up at him, his small and delicate face was lingering in the fog, and his eyes were shining with crystal light like stars in the dark room.

"No, never will." Du Qingzhu smiled. He lowered his head slightly, and his soft lips pressed against her white forehead, like petals, mixed with the coldness of the spring water and the faint fragrance of the flowers, stopped on her head.

Because, I won't give you a chance to leave me...

"...I've finally got another one!" He smiled brightly from Du Qingsoo's room. Jian Luo walked towards the next room. The beautifully raised corners of his lips came to an abrupt end when he pulled Park Chanyeol's room open. He looked carefully and there was a tendency to freeze.

"Canyeol, you exposer!" He grabbed a pillow on the soft big bed, threw it hard at the unprepared boy, and then turned around.

"Xiao Luo, what an exposure maniac! I'm changing clothes!" Park Chanyeol took off the pillow that hit his head in aggrievedly, threw it on the bed, and continued to wear clothes that had not been worn yet.

"Anyway, I've seen it, what's so strange about it!" A pair of slender and powerful arms hugged the boy's slender waist, and an exquisite and handsome face caught the boy's eyes.

"I, how could I see it?" The boy unconsciously turned his head to one side, and a suspicious blush appeared on his delicate cheeks.

"Hmph? Anyway, I don't care. I've seen it all. You must be responsible!" Park Chanyeol scoundrelly pulled the boy's arm and said coquettishly.

His dark and thick eyelashes are as charming and cute as an elf. His raised nose bridge is like showing off something. His lips with distinctive outlines are rosy and rosy. His arrogant chin is bright in lines.

"I haven't seen it!" Jian Luo's face suddenly turned red, his bright eyes flashed with a black luster like agate, his pink lips were stubbornly closed, with a childish willfulness, his hair was fine and dazzling like silk.

Suddenly, a clear touch came from his lips. He raised his eyes slightly, and the young man's slender eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Some dim light shone slightly on his delicate face, softly outlining the perfect outline. His high nose stood just right under the delicate skin with almost no pores.

Gently kissing her cool lips, a fragrance and sweet smell spread.

"Then I kissed me, should I be responsible for me?" Park Chanyeol reluctantly left the teenager's lips, who was about to suffocate, raised his eyebrows handsomely, with gentleness and doting on the corners of his graceful lips.

"Go to die!" After coming to his senses, the boy held his breath and pushed Park Chanyeol away with force, and fled like a gust of wind.

"Xiao Luo, you can't escape." The slender fingers stroked across the sweet lips, as if they were still savoring the teenager's easily addictive fragrance.

A pair of clear and clear eyes are bright and vivid, and they shine like diamonds with dazzling luster.

But the colorful light seemed a little confused, mixed with a hint of unpredictable evil.

No matter where you escape, it belongs to me!
Chapter completed!