"I'm going out first." Ye Ming was about to leave.
But He Bing's little hand reached over and grabbed his sleeve.
Ye Ming paused and looked back at her.
"Didn't you say you wanted to see the wounds on my body? Don't you want to see them?" He Bing blinked and Yu Jie looked at him innocently.
Ye Ming pursed her thin lips and said, "I want to see."
He Bing took his big hand and put it on the button of her clothes. There was a frivolous and slow-twisted coquettishness in her voice, which was particularly soft and charming, "Then why are you standing there, hurry up.
Unbutton my shirt."
Ye Ming didn't know if she did it on purpose. He was a mature and normal man. She seemed to have given him various hints, but he had no evidence.
Ye Ming's fingers fell on her buttons and unbuttoned them one by one.
After taking off her coat, she was wearing a black vest underneath. What formed a strong visual impact with the black was her white and greasy skin. Now her skin was covered with wounds.
"Why are there so many injuries?" Ye Ming frowned, his eyes full of distress. As long as he thought that these injuries were all for him, his heart ached. "Have you applied any ointment?"
"Well, Sister Wanwan fucked me up, but I have more serious injuries. Do you want to see them?"
"Of course I want to see it, where is it?"
"Here it is~" He Bing held his big hand and pulled his hand to her skirt.
Ye Ming paused and quickly looked up at her, only to see He Bing smiling at him with curved eyebrows.
She did it on purpose!
Definitely intentional!
She keeps flirting with him!
"Be honest and take a shower quickly!" Ye Ming withdrew his hand, turned around and went out.
…
Ye Ming opened his long legs and entered the room, closing the sliding glass door there.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of undressing inside, and then the sound of running water sounded. The girl must have entered the barrel to take a bath.
Ye Ming rolled his Adam's apple up and down, feeling like he had a high fever again.
Ten minutes later, a girl's soft voice came from inside, "Ye Ming, I don't have a change of clothes, can you lend me a shirt?"
Ye Ming looked at his clothes, they were all worn and there were no brand new ones.
He casually picked up a white shirt and walked over, knocking on the sliding glass door, "There are only shirts I have worn here."
His voice was hoarse.
The sliding glass door opened a crack, and a small hand stretched out, "Give it to me."
Ye Ming handed over the white shirt.
At this time, I saw her stretched out little hand. Her delicate skin was covered with crystal water droplets, like dewdrops rolling over rose petals. It was so beautiful that it made people's hearts flutter.
He withdrew his gaze and handed over the shirt.
But for a long time, she didn't answer.
Ye Ming was surprised and looked up.
I saw He Bing sticking out his little head, with a palm-sized oval face looking at him cutely.
Ye Ming's voice was completely hoarse, "What's wrong?"
"Ye Ming, would you like to...come in and take a bath with me? It's so comfortable to take a bath." She laughed softly.
Ye Ming, "..."
"I think you shouldn't waste this full bucket of hot water. You have to take a shower anyway, so why not let's take a shower together? This seems to be called...a mandarin duck bath..."
Her kind invitation made Ye Ming's eyes burn with fire, but he still held back and gave her the shirt in his hand. He criticized seriously, "Wash it quickly, don't catch a cold."
He closed the glass door again.
…
After a while, He Bing wiped off all the water droplets on his body, and then walked out wearing his white shirt. The man's shirt was too wide and covered her knees. The loose lining made her more delicate.
She walked to the bed, lifted his quilt and lay down in it.
The fragrant masculinity of his body was all over the quilt.
"Ye Ming, I've finished washing, you can go and wash."
Ye Ming watched her naturally climb into his quilt, put her big hands into her trouser pockets, and turned around to enter the bathing area.
He closed the sliding glass door with a "swipe" and dug into his trouser pockets with his big palm, but found no cigarette. He closed his handsome eyes and stretched out his long tongue to lick his dry thin lips.
Over the years, he has seen many women, all kinds of women throwing themselves at him, giving various hints. He would not be so stupid that he could not see her hints. She was here to seduce him.
She wants to sleep with him.
This little fox was almost too passionate for him to bear.
Only then did Ye Ming feel that he was getting older. A 35-year-old uncle dated a lively young girlfriend. It was really... a blessing.
…
Ye Ming took a cold shower, then came out wearing a black vest and trousers. He took out another quilt from the cabinet and made it on the floor.
He Bing didn't sleep. She supported her little head with a strong arm and looked at him with full eyes. "Ye Ming, tonight is probably the time when you are the most upright gentleman in your life."
Ye Ming lay down and closed his eyes, "Bingbing, go to bed early."
He Bing sat up and sat on the edge of the bed. She stretched out her snow-white feet and lifted the quilt covering the man's body.
He was wearing a black vest, and his two strong arms were exposed, with thick shoulders and strong chest muscles. He Bing looked directly at him, "Ye Ming, you have become a coward."
Ye Ming didn't open his eyes. He hooked his cold lips and said, "Aren't you afraid of sleeping?"
"..." He Bing kicked him.
Ye Ming felt that her little feet were causing trouble, so he reached out and grabbed her delicate ankles.
But when his vision went dark, a soft girl's body fragrance hit his nostrils, and He Bing fell directly from the bed into his arms.
Because the quilt on her body was kicked off by her, now she was completely buried in his strong chest.
"Giggle", He Bing laughed as she lay in his arms.
Ye Ming lowered his eyes and looked at the young, palm-sized face in his arms, "You did it on purpose, huh?"
He Bing raised his little head and looked at the handsome face of Chi Chi in front of him, and said with a smile, "Ye Ming, you sit still and don't want anything anymore. It's so cute. I really want to move to a chaste husband."
Award to you."
Ye Ming rolled his Adam's apple up and down, knowing that she was making fun of him.
He Bing stretched out her soft fingertips and touched his beard. She seemed to particularly love touching his beard.
Ye Ming quickly held down her flailing little hands, then took the quilt and stuffed her into the quilt. It was cold at night and she was wearing thin clothes. He was afraid that she would catch a cold.
"Ye Ming, do you really don't want to?" He Bing asked him. Now he has become weird, and he has really become Liu Xiahui, who is still pregnant.
Ye Ming held her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and then whispered softly, "Bingbing, let's get married."