I was stunned for a few seconds.
Chen Jinyao, as if her tail had been stepped on like a dun, immediately frowned, lowered her head and hurriedly closed the open bathrobe, but because she was too hasty, she pulled it on one side and then pulled it off, the more Anxious and chaotic, more and more anxious, she protected herself, her cheeks were flushed, she bit her lip and raised her eyes to stare at him: "Get out!"
It sounded like she was becoming angry from embarrassment, but she was limp and non-aggressive. Maybe it was more like a little coquettish after being overwhelmed by embarrassment.
Yan Cheng only felt that his throat was itchy, and he stood motionless at the door.
"Close your eyes and go out." Seeing him like this, Chen Jinyao became even more angry, grabbed the pillow next to him, and threw it very rudely.
However, because of too much movement, the untied loose bathrobe slid down, revealing a round and fair shoulder, which was half covered.
Yan Cheng looked at her and stared at him eagerly, in his innocence he felt that she was as seductive as a little vixen.
Under the bright lights, an awkward atmosphere swept over in an instant.
Chen Jinyao screamed "Ah", and the frightened little vixen simply lay down and buried herself in the quilt, grabbing and grabbing the ground but didn't catch the corners of the quilt. She raised her head, her ears turned red Thoroughly, within Yancheng's line of sight, I saw her unconsciously rubbing the inside of her knee, then parted her red lips slightly, and expelled him again: "Get out, get out."
"..." Yan Cheng lowered his eyes to cover up the dark color rising from it, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Oh."
The next moment, as he said, he turned and left with difficulty.
His ears were also slightly hot, his heart was beating suddenly, and his dark eyes were mixed with other emotions, so he was caught off guard, and the football game that was about to start in the living room could not arouse his interest. Chen Jinyao turned into a fan, half ashamed and half annoyed, but this was enough to kill him. Yan Cheng found that, like other men, he had a kind of inferiority, a kind of food, sex, and sexuality, and he didn't want to be Liu Xiahui. The bad roots, or nature.
This is really about to die, Yan Cheng narrowed his eyes lazily, and said "tsk".
He put Duny in the cat litter, stopped for a while, walked to the sofa, rummaged through it, and found the remote control. After hesitating for two seconds, he firmly turned off the TV.
Young Master Yan thought to himself, watching the replay tomorrow is no big deal.
Chen Jinyao in the bedroom subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the thin white arms stretched out, stroking back and forth, touching the body. The bottle of milk, she still wanted to continue the interrupted skin care activities.
It is too easy to dry in winter, and when the skin is dry, it feels uncomfortable all over.
But before that, just in case, she had better lock the door first.
Chen Jinyao reached for the bottle, put it where he could see it, and then squirmed and slowly tied the bathrobe belt, but just halfway through, Chen Jinyao never expected that Yancheng would go back and forth again broke in.
She didn't even have time to get up and lock the door.
"..."
Chen Jinyao still maintained a prone position.
At this moment, the feeling of "me for the fish and he for the knife" inexplicably emerged in her heart, a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the board.
For a while, she wanted to get up and change from passive to active, at least to open her defense system. She never thought that, with a buckle of her knee, it was buckled to the belt of the bathrobe she had just fastened, and it fell apart again. In an instant, everything All efforts were in vain.
Chen Jinyao's eyes widened with a dazed expression.
In the next second, Sheng Wulian chose the only back path she could take, lay down straight, rolled up the quilt, and covered up the sudden sight.
In the bedroom, with a bang, the bright light suddenly disappeared and changed to a relatively dim orange light, which also had a few traces of inexplicable ambiguity.
The chief culprit, Yan Cheng, walked over slowly, lay down beside Chen Jinyao, turned his face, and stared at her with deep meaning in his dark eyes. pleasure.
"Chen Jinyao." He called her by first and last name, and the second half of the sentence that needed to be considered was stuck between his teeth. After a few seconds, "You are kind of cute."
"I don't think your compliments to me were sincere." Chen Jinyao moved to the side, keeping the distance between the two of them, with a high level of vigilance.
As the saying goes, a weasel has no good intentions in wishing a chicken a new year. When a man picks up nice words to tell a woman on the bed, he should pay special attention to the interest chain behind the rhetoric.
Moreover, Chen Jinyao really doubted the word "cute".
Just because of her extremely keen sixth sense! ! !
The man raised his eyebrows, thought for a while and then said: "Well, your behavior twice in a row just now made me think that you are actually quite stupid."
"..." You might want to die.
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However.
Chen Jinyao didn't know how things suddenly developed to this point.
Anyway, she is like a dun now, she is being dragged in a daze, and at the same time, her brain is gradually emptying out, and she starts to dazely think: the feasibility of the behavior of lonely men and widows lying on the bed covered with quilts and purely chatting Definitely up for debate.
And, definitely be wary of sudden courtship from men in bed.
Because of her act of smearing her body just now, Yan Cheng took the initiative to take the initiative, saying that he could smear some body milk on her back. He knew that the area on the back was not easy for her to do by herself. The eloquence of being able to participate in the debate competition that she didn't know succeeded in persuading her.
"I won't take advantage of others' danger." Yan Cheng cleared his throat, his eyes drifted away, "If I really wanted to take advantage of others' dangers, I wouldn't wait until today."
Chen Jinyao looked at him suspiciously, with a full face of wariness.
But no matter how careful he was, he couldn't prevent the glib tongue behind him.
It's a pity that Yan Cheng didn't talk about cross talk, but in the end she got out of bed in a foolish way, slowly unbuttoned her bathrobe, took it off to reveal her entire back, and obediently let her toss on her stomach.
Under the orange light, Chen Jinyao quietly blushed.
The calloused fingers lightly brushed across her back, and the delicate skin felt numb when touched by a little roughness.
Slowly, Yan Cheng obviously did it on purpose.
Chen Jinyao frowned, and said, "You can just paint it twice."
Before the words fell, the man suddenly leaned over to cover her, bit her earlobe, and chuckled with a "huh", and the hot and humid breath brushed against her ears, making Chen Jinyao tremble, and subconsciously moved to the side Hidden.
In the next second, she was as red as a boiled shrimp, completely red and smoking.
"Yancheng, where are you putting your hands!!!" Chen Jinyao was furious.
The development of things seems to have exceeded expectations, and it seems that it will develop like this.
All the delicate kisses landed on the back of her neck, Yan Cheng said in a hoarse voice, "I checked, and there is actually another way to treat dysmenorrhea." After a pause, he asked half-leadingly: "Do you want to try?"
Hearing this, Chen Jinyao didn't even think about it: "I don't want it."
"Hiss." She pushed his arm, "You...you lighten up."
Yan Cheng only felt that he had lost half his life, so he raised his eyebrows, pretending not to hear, he panted slightly, brushed her long hair away, lowered his head and kissed her flushed cheeks, her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were watery. Yingying, his heart trembled when he saw it, he tightened his jaw, pursed his lips, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Honey, let's..." Let's do it.
The last two words were stuck in the throat because of the sudden ringing of the doorbell.
It has to be admitted that there are thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past Yan Cheng's heart at the moment. They not only trample on his heart that is constantly accelerating and beating, but also sing happily, as if mocking his bad luck.
The face of the man dominated by desire was a bit ugly.
He buried his face in Chen Jinyao's neck in frustration, and rubbed it against it. After a few seconds, he planned to classify it as "misheard".
No matter who it is, just treat them as if they are not at home.
Yancheng hoped that the people standing in front of his house would know how to retreat in spite of difficulties.
He kissed Chen Jinyao's earlobe.
Don't let it go, just plan to continue.
Then, the doorbell rang again.
The urgent, uninterrupted ringing of the doorbell.
Panting for breath, Chen Jinyao struggled to push him, but did not push: "The doorbell..."
"You heard it wrong." Yan Cheng said with a sullen face, "I didn't hear it."
"..." Chen Jinyao had a "wake up" expression on his face, "Did you ask your good brother to come over and watch the football game together?"
"But having said that, the sound insulation effect of our house is a bit poor."
This is true, Yan Cheng agreed with a solemn face: "Indeed."
After a moment of silence, Chen Jinyao sighed: "Don't be sure, go and open the door."
"I'm not going, it's inconvenient for me to see people right now." Yan Cheng squinted his eyes at her for a while, stretched out his hand to interlock her fingers, and murmured: "It's not inconvenient for you either."
Probably they dawdled for too long.
After dawdling until the doorbell stopped ringing, there was suddenly no movement outside.
Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows and hooked his eyes.
Haven't had time to be happy yet.
Then, the next second, Chen Jinyao's cell phone rang.
"..." Yan Cheng gritted his teeth, and held Chen Jinyao's hand to keep her from moving.
After a few seconds of stalemate, "Oh."
Sensing the man's emotional fluctuations, and guessing the reason for them, Chen Jinyao bent her eyes to hide her schadenfreude smile, pursed her lips, and patted him comfortingly: "The future will be long."