Han Jing'er stood under the sprayer and turned the water heater switch, but she didn't want to forget to adjust the hot water.

I had just been soaked by the rain, and my whole body was cold. The cold water sprayed down, making Han Jing'er feel cold.

She couldn't help but jump up and screamed unconsciously, as horrified as if she had encountered a ghost: "Ah——"

Mi Jiayu, who was watching TV in the living room, heard Han Jing'er's yelling. He thought something had happened and ran over quickly. The door to the bathroom was closed but not locked. Mi Jiayu banged hard and the door was locked.

Knocked open.

Seeing Mi Jiayu rushing in, Han Jing'er was frightened again, opened her mouth wide, and let out an earth-shattering scream again. This scream was even scarier than meeting a ghost: "Ah——"

At this moment, Han Jing'er was naked.

Although Han Jing'er is thin, with a small frame and a figure as slender as a bamboo pole, she is not without merit. She has delicate and smooth skin, a slender neck, thin shoulders, charming collarbones, and her breasts are not

Big and small, but firm and plump, like a small apple, with a flat belly, slightly tilted buttocks, and full elasticity.

In fact, Han Jing'er's body is also full of life and color.

Mi Jiayu stared at her, stunned.

His eyes fell on her.

Han Jing'er reacted quickly. She couldn't help but blush all over her face. She was ashamed, anxious, embarrassed, and angry. She grabbed the bath towel next to her and wrapped it around the important parts of her body.

Then he used all his strength to push Mi Jiayu out of the door.

"What are you doing? Get out, get out!"

Perhaps Han Jing'er used too much force and Mi Jiayu was in a daze. He pushed her unexpectedly and staggered. He rushed forward a few steps and hit the corner of the door hard, knocking him hard.

Shout out:

"Ouch!"

Han Jing'er didn't care if he said "ouch" or not, and closed the door angrily with a thump. She was in the bathroom, stamping her feet, and said angrily: "Mi Jiayu, you must forget just now

What you see must always be forgotten, do you hear me?"

Mi Jiayu's voice was sarcastic: "I heard it!"

Han Jing'er was in the bathroom, standing under the spray. The hot water washed her body over and over again, and the steam filled the entire bathroom mist. At this time, the mirror was covered with a layer of fog, and Han Jing'er

If you can't clearly see your own expression in the mirror, you must be extremely embarrassed and ashamed.

I don't know how long it took to rinse.

Finally, Han Jing'er gritted her teeth, put her clothes neatly on, and walked out of the bathroom.

Mi Jiayu has disappeared, he left.

On the coffee table, he wrote a few lines with Han Jing'er's lipstick: "Han Jing'er, I didn't mean it! Han Jing'er, if you mind, then I'll be responsible. Really, Han Jing'er, I'm talking

Can count!"

Han Jing'er looked at those words and burst into tears with laughter.

What a brat after all!

She just let him accidentally bump into her without clothes. Han Jing'er thought, what is his responsibility? Who wants him to be responsible? Really!

Han Jinger thought again, if she was responsible for this matter, the person responsible should be Cheng Liang. Because Cheng Liang was the first man to see her body!

Cheng Liang!

For some reason, Han Jing'er became melancholy. It had been 12 years. Twelve years was too long. He was completely silent in her world. Sometimes she also doubted whether he had really appeared in her life.

Such a person? Or is he a figment of her imagination?
Chapter completed!