At first, he was a little confused. It was just a bathrobe. What was he showing off? But then Qiao Yamu realized... he didn't have any clothes. Although this bathrobe was not a formal dress, it was still
It’s much better than her wearing bedsheets all day long.【26nbsp;】
So, I really felt a little happy...
"Really give it to me? Then...thank you."
Although I really don’t want to thank him and want to curse him to death, but... people are under the eaves, how can I not bow my head.
"I'm so happy to give you a piece of clothing. It seems that you are easily satisfied." Qin Aotian stretched out his hand and touched her soft hair, just like touching a puppy.
"do not do that."
Qiao Yamu hated his actions like this.
"Everything you have is mine."
Qin Aotian became more and more wanton. He said domineeringly... "Don't touch your hair. Even if I do more to you, you have no right to resist..."
"………………"
Qiao Yamomo.
This man started to get mad again.
Forget it, I don't want to be acquainted with him anymore, don't anger him. If he uses the golden finger on her again like last night, she doesn't know if she will really fall...
She became a... slut controlled by him...
"I'm going to get dressed."
Qiao Yamu picked up her bathrobe and walked into the bathroom...
………………
Qin Aotian sat waiting for her to come out.
After a while, Qiao Yamu walked out in a hurry... Her face was still red, and her eyes were shining so hard that she didn't know what she was thinking.
"…………"
Qin Aotian looked at the white bathrobe she was wearing...it was very beautiful and full of temptation...
"Is there anything you want to say to me?"
He noticed that she seemed to have something to say.
"Can you give me some... um, those things?"
"What?"
Sorry, he didn't understand her request.
"That's the one……"
Sanitary napkins! What was she going to say? She was so miserable...
"I don't understand, please don't fool me."
Qin Aotian's patience is not very good. Although he has always been good at guessing other people's psychology, he really can't guess Qiao Yamu's psychology this time...
"It's...the kind of thing that women use every month. Send it to me."
After finishing speaking, Qiao Yamu found that her face was so hot that she didn't dare to meet his eyes.
"So this is it."
Qin Aotian smiled hoarsely... "Okay, ask the maid to bring it to you later."
"Um……"
Qiao Yamu stopped snoring.
The atmosphere between them is a bit strange, rarely so awkward, and a little ambiguous...
"Oh, you are inconvenient, can't I stay?"
Qin Aotian felt a little pity.
"Don't come here for the next few days."
Qiao Yamu took the opportunity to say.
"How many days?"
"One week." It's a day that can last a day...
………………
Qin Aotian left.
After a while, the maid brought sanitary napkins to Qiao Yamu.
Qiao Yamu quickly used it, and then felt... quite depressed. She was already very irritable when she came there, but now that she was trapped, she was even more irritable...
"Miss Qiao, it's time to eat."
It was time to eat again one day, and Mary brought the food.
"Put it down, and then... you can go out. I can eat, so you don't have to stare at me every day." Qiao Yamu said mechanically...
She doesn't want to die yet. If she doesn't eat during her menstrual period, her body will be even weaker. She doesn't want to torture herself.