As soon as I got out of the embarrassment, an evil thought struck me like a sudden lightning bolt, completely bombarding all the cells in my body.
If Yan Yeyi's underwear were uploaded to Shengye's blog...
"Haha...haha..." As I thought about it, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What's wrong?" Yan Yeyi seemed helpless and turned off the water again.
"Ah? No... no... the mouse ate the cockroach."
That's good, that's good... Actually, there are no mice or cockroaches in my house not because of Ah Fu, but because of... my existence.
Without thinking too much, I came to the dry cleaning machine and couldn't wait to open Yan Yeyi's clothes.
Cool white denim, light gray striped shirt…
"ah!"
When the pair of pants that I had been looking for for a long time came off, I couldn't help but let out a little scream and threw it into the dry cleaning machine with lightning speed.
God, how can I have time to take pictures? As soon as I saw it, my face turned red, my heart beat exaggeratedly, and my heart jumped to my throat.
Good! I will always be the pure woman Mo Yang said. Unlike her, men are afraid of being "indecent" by her.
Standing on the balcony, this is a small apartment with a height of four floors. There are not many lights. The tall buildings look like proud nobles, condescendingly looking down on these small buildings.
Early winter has arrived, and the night wind is a bit cold. Looking at the black night sky, the sky is full of loneliness.
"Beep..." The long beep pulled me back from the black world.
Turning on the dry cleaning machine, Yan Yeyi's clothes were looking brand new, with a faint smell of washing powder.
"Yan Yeyi, okay." Back outside the bathroom door, I wanted to put the washed clothes on the floor, but I saw Yan Yeyi's shadow already walking to the door.
Forget it "take it", I'll give it to you by the way
Who would have known! Just as my bare feet took a step, the ground seemed a little slippery, and the clothes had just been handed to Yan Yeyi's outstretched hand.
"Ah!" I screamed, and my whole body suddenly hit the frosted glass door.
I don’t want it! If you bump into it like this, it won’t necessarily disfigure you.
But...eh?
What is this hot east "wall"?
"Ah!" When I reacted, another ghostly scream sounded.
"Whoosh whoosh..." I darted into the room with a few big steps, and quickly got into bed like I was hiding from a monster.
The atmosphere seemed to be caused by stress. My face was hot and gloomy, and my heart felt like being bitten by a swarm of ants, itching so hot.