On the back of her hand, the girl's freshly bathed skin felt slightly cool, and the familiar smell of shampoo lingered in the air.
"ah!"
Ye Qiao suddenly screamed and grabbed his arm.
Feeling her fingers trembling on his arm, Jimo turned his face with concern.
"Otherwise, how about another one?"
Ye Qiao raised his face and smiled back at him, "No, the more you are afraid, the more fun you will have!"
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"It's okay, don't worry!" She moved towards him quietly, "But I need to lend my arm."
Raising her hand to put his arm on her shoulder, she leaned on his shoulder unceremoniously. Ji Mo didn't realize that she was pretending, so he patted her shoulder comfortingly and moved the video to the screen again.
However, when I looked at the screen, I didn't see clearly what was being played.
On the tip of the nose, there is a smell, a fragrance, a bit familiar, that is the smell of his shampoo.
The strange thing was that the shampoo he had been using had never had a scent before. Why did it suddenly change when she used it
Movies and TV shows were flashing on the TV, but his mind was not on it at all.
She put her hands on his knees and leaned into his arms, a rare little bird clinging to someone...
It turned out that this was what he longed for. The two of them cuddled up and watched a movie, which was no different from his arrangement.
but.
He couldn't watch the movie at all now. The more he suppressed himself from thinking about her, the more he couldn't control himself and instinctively looked sideways at her.
I saw her looking at the screen intently, her face that had not been put on makeup after bathing flickered in and out with the light, her half-wet hair was messy, but it had a different charm...
He couldn't help but lower his head and kissed her gently on the forehead.
Brat, I know you can't control it!
Feeling his movements, Ye Qiao secretly smiled, but he remained motionless as if he were watching a movie.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Ji Mo didn't take any further action - she was watching the movie seriously, and he should also watch the movie with her seriously.
Forcing himself to retract his gaze and attention, he moved his gaze back to the TV, but his nerves completely went astray.
The soft body in her arms, her palms on his legs, the softness and warmth could be felt through the clothes, and that damn shampoo...
The lower abdomen is getting hotter and hotter, and the body is already ready to move uncontrollably.
Damn it!
Cursing in his heart, Ji Mo gently patted her on the shoulder.
"I'm going to a restroom."
"good!"
Ye Qiao straightened up, and Jimo immediately stood up and ran away.
I rushed into the bathroom, closed the door, washed my face twice with cold water, and finally calmed down a bit, then I returned to the living room and checked in again.
Ye Qiao turned her face and noticed the water droplets on his cheeks. She raised her hand to wipe his face gently.
"So hot?"
"No, I washed my face."
"No wonder, his face is covered with water."
Ye Qiao raised his palm and wiped the side of his ear. When he felt her fingers brushing against the side of his ear, his finally calm mood was instantly ignited. His eyebrows jumped, and Jimo grabbed a cushion and pressed it on his lap.
"It's okay, let's watch a movie!"
Ye Qiao turned around, got in front of his face seriously, and looked around.
"Well, no more!"
Seeing her turn her face, Ji Mo sighed secretly.
Ye Qiao leaned on his shoulder again to watch the movie. Listening to the man's increasingly rapid breathing next to her ear, her heartbeat also became faster and faster.
However, for a while, Ji Mo made no further move.