The bathroom door opened a gap silently, and Ning Jin hid behind the door, gazing at the woman on the bed.

How to do?

At the end, he quietly closed the door again.

In this effort, the bathroom door has been opened and closed three or four times by him.

You can't see Yange, and you just look at the book with interest.

It was noon when the sun ran and ran from the east to the middle.

Although the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, no one came out.

Yange didn't intend to seduce him by pretending to sleep. She was half-lying on the bed and looked at the book intently.

Ning Jin's phone rang many times during the period.

Yan Ge did not mean to answer the phone for Ning Jin.

Probably it was finally in the bathroom. Ning Jin finally went out of the bathroom in a despondent way, moved to the front of Yange against the wall, and stuttered: "Xinxin, hungry, hungry?"

Yan Ge lifted the quilt and wore cat ears on her head. She rolled up like a cat and lay on her limbs on the bed, and raised her head and asked Ning Jin, "Did you change my clothes?"

Ning Jin: ...

This look, this look ...

As soon as his nose was hot, the nosebleed slowly flowed into his mouth ...

His eyes couldn't bear to leave Yange's body, and the preface in his mouth did not agree with the afterword: "No, no, it was when I went to bed last night, you said it was hot, and I changed the pajamas for you. No, don't you cover it again? "

Yan singer supported her body, like an elegant and proud feline, slowly moved to Ning Jin's body beside the bed.

She reached out and caught five nail marks on his lap, then raised her head again and smiled at him.

Ning Jin's nasal blood flowed faster, her body was swinging, her eyes stared at the song with excitement, her mouth moved several times, and she couldn't organize any words.

It was rather a song, and he put his hands around his neck and threw a wink at him before biting him on his shoulder.

Tooth prints show blood.

Ning Jin finally couldn't help it.

He pushed the song to the bed with one hand, and wrapped the blanket with the words in his hands. The cold voice in his mouth sounded calm: "You take a bath and dress, and we'll see your mother later."

If it weren't for the blood on his nose, or if he was wearing such a suit on his own, Yan Song would have regarded him as a gentleman.

Without waiting for the song to continue to hook him, he had already rushed towards the door after turning around and running.

Words of Song: ...

Is this guy sick?

Why did you run away?

No egg hurts.

Back at Mu's house, Yan Ge realized that Ning Jin had obviously told her too little. Mu's mother not only remarried, but also seized the little tail of childbearing, and gave birth to another child. The child was five years old.

It's a little girl who looks a lot like the host. She always called her sister when she saw Yange.

It's really cute.

Mu Mu didn't expect her daughter to wake up, so although she was very happy, her face was obviously a little unnatural.

When Yange came out of Mu's house, when he got into the car, the smile on his face was put away.

Ning Jin immediately held her in her arms, presumably because of her habit. He helped her massage her hands and feet, and said, "You and me, we will have a few children in the future."

Yan Ge glared at him, and said angrily, "How can I give birth alone? A child you think I can pop out by farting?"

Ning Jin's face flushed, and he didn't dare to read the words, looked at her little white tender hand, and whispered, "You, please me, I will help you."