Chapter 27 is always how you are

"Ying sister, why don't you come in!" Wang Xiaoying looked at Zhao Ying without looking at it. He turned and walked to his bedroom. The rounded buttocks twisted and twisted, and Yang Ming’s heart followed. Jumping and jumping.

"Sleepy, people can't open their eyes..." Wang Xiaoying still walked slowly.

"Smile, why don't you wear clothes at home?" Zhao Ying was so anxious that this smile was too great. A big man stood in front of his eyes and didn't see it. He still screamed and twisted.

"Ying sister, this is midnight, I have already slept, what clothes to wear, and I am not afraid to be seen." Wang Xiaoyu continued to sway forward.

Zhao Ying thought, you are not afraid to be seen by me, but there are others in front of you! "Smile, my friend is here. If you are not afraid to watch, then you can!"

"Ying sister, you do everything to say, who will come so late..." Just said a little sentence, Wang Xiaoyu seems to feel wrong, sleepiness is also a little clear, and quickly turned back: "ah!!!! How? -why is it you again!"

"I am, beauty, you should say howoldareyou, how are you always!" Yang Ming smiled and extended his right hand and Wang Xiaoyan said hello, thinking, you are not a little girl, let me see how of! Usually, how many men have been riding?

Zhao Ying heard the dialogue between the two people. It was strange and funny. What she didn't understand was that Wang Xiaoxuan seemed to know Yang Ming. There is no reason. She didn't come out in the room when Yang Ming came last time.

"Hey!" Wang Xiaoyu snorted, rubbing his chest with one hand, and ran into his bedroom with his hand on his lower body. He slammed the door to death.

What are you doing, Yang Ming thought, if Laozi wants to see you, you are useless and it is useless to close the door! Yang Ming has now decided that Wang Xiaoxuan is a little girl, so she is very accustomed to her purity as a plaque.

Zhao Ying saw Wang Xiaoyu ran back to the bedroom, shook his head, thought, how many times have been said, this Xiao Nizi is the wind, this time is good, see you do not learn the next lesson.

"Ying sister, this can not blame me, then I have not seen anything." Yang Ming looked like anger and anger, Zhao Ying, helplessly spread his hands and explained.

"What else do you want to see!" Zhao Ying extended her finger and clicked on Yang Ming's forehead: "When it comes to the truth, smile why she said that it is you? Have you known before?"

"How do I know? I am still weird?" Yang Ming came directly to the stupid.

Zhao Ying listened to Yang Ming and said that he did not doubt him. After all, Wang Xiaoyu and his usual no match, Zhao Ying thought, maybe when Yang Ming came last time, Wang Xiaoyan saw Yang Ming from the door of the room. Look like.

"You go to the bathroom and wash your face. I will give you medicine. It's more than ten o'clock. You should worry about not going back to your home!" Zhao Ying looked at her watch and said something worried.

Yang Ming thought, I have already said hello to my family, saying that I would like to have dinner today, and it would be fine to go back later, but the key question is, what should I do with my face? Going back like this is inevitably subject to cross-examination.

Yang Ming came to the bathroom and saw that the empty bath room could not help but feel a little fuss. In the mind, Wang Xiaoying’s beautiful figure was bathing, and the lower body began to move. Yang Ming quickly opened the cold water and washed his face. He picked up a pink towel on the towel rack and wiped his face. The towel also exuded the unique smell of the girl body, and Yang Ming could not help but sniff. For a while.

"Yang Ming, no, how is it so slow... ah?!" Zhao Ying pointed at Yang Ming's towel and opened his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ming saw Zhao Ying coming in, and I was too embarrassed to smell it with a towel. I hung it back with the look of my face.

"You - just used that face?" Zhao Ying asked a little weird.

"Yeah, what happened?" Yang Ming saw Zhao Ying's expression and asked strangely: "Is this your towel? I just use it, you should not be so stingy?"

"I...not... actually that...hey, forget it, nothing." Zhao Ying felt that her face had a fever and she began to speak incoherently.

Girls generally pay more attention to personal hygiene. They often divide the face, the feet and the towel that is wiped down. The pink towel is used to wipe the body. Yang Ming just took it. Wipe your face! Zhao Ying feels shy when thinking about it!

Where did Yang Ming know this, just smug in order to use Zhao Ying's towel, if he knew the truth, I don't know if it should be happy, or it should be helpless.

Zhao Ying applied the swelling medicine to Yang Ming's face. Although it seems that the injury is scary, it is not the last half. Yang Ming wanted to sit for a while, but he saw that Zhao Ying had been yawning again and he got up and said goodbye.

Yang Ming’s bicycle is gone, and there are very few empty cars passing by. Yang Ming has to walk home like last time.

When he passed through several bars near his home, he heard the deafening sings inside. There was no social morality. It was so loud after so late. Isn’t this disturbing the people? Yang Ming stopped and looked at the bar in disgust. Then I turned my head and was about to move on. I was suddenly pulled.

"Big brother...you..."

Yang Ming turned around and found that she was pulling a girl with a very delicate face and wearing a school uniform.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"Big brother...you...you want to..." The girl said that she hadn’t said anything for a long time.

"What do you want to say to me?" If Yang Ming didn't think she was a beautiful woman, she would have been impatient. He was still anxious to go home.

"I want to ask you, I don't want to... I don't want to find me... I will accompany you and spend the night with you..." The girl is swaying, and her face is red and transparent.

"With me for the night?" Yang Ming stunned, no, this little girl is a support girl? Looking at her pure and can't be pure again, Yang Ming can't believe she is a lady! However, I immediately thought of Wang Xiaoxiao’s little girl, and couldn’t help but scream in her heart: his mother’s, the more the seemingly pure things are, the more lascivious.