027. Why is it always you
"Sister Ying, why don't you come in yet!" Wang Xiaoyan turned around and walked towards her bedroom without even looking at Zhao Ying. Her round butt twisted and twisted, which made Yang Ming's heart follow suit. Jump by jump.
"I'm so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes..." Wang Xiaoyan still walked forward slowly.
"Xiaoyan, why don't you put on your clothes at home?" Zhao Ying stamped her feet anxiously. This Wang Xiaoyan was too careless. She didn't even see a grown man standing in front of her, and was still showing off in a coquettish way.
"Sister Ying, it's already midnight. I've already fallen asleep. What clothes should I wear? Besides, I'm not afraid of being seen." Wang Xiaoyan continued to stagger forward.
Zhao Ying thought to herself, you are not afraid of being seen by me, but there are others in front of you! "Xiaoyan, my friend is here. If you are not afraid to see it, then that's it!"
"Sister Ying, you are talking nonsense, who could come so late..." Just halfway through her sentence, Wang Xiaoyan seemed to feel that something was wrong, and she woke up a little from her sleep, and quickly turned around: "Ah!!!! How--" why is it you again!"
"It's me, beauty, you should say hoo1dareyou, why is it always you!" Yang Ming smiled and stretched out his right hand to say hello to Wang Xiaoyan, thinking, aren't you just a little girl? Let me see what I can do of! I can't tell how many men I've ridden on a regular basis.
When Zhao Ying heard the conversation between the two, she felt strange and funny at the same time. What she couldn't understand was that Wang Xiaoyan seemed to know Yang Ming. There was no reason. She didn't even come out of the room when Yang Ming came last time.
"Humph!" Wang Xiaoyan snorted, covering her chest with one hand and her lower body with the other, and quickly ran into her bedroom, slamming the door shut.
What are you dragging, Yang Ming thought to himself, if I want to see you, it’s useless to cover you, and it’s even more useless to close the door! Yang Ming has now determined in his heart that Wang Xiaoyan is a little girl, so he can't stand her pure behavior of being a bitch and setting up a memorial arch.
When Zhao Ying saw Wang Xiaoyan running back to the bedroom, she shook her head and thought to herself, how many times have I said this, but this little girl just turned a deaf ear. It's okay this time. Let's see if you learn the lesson next time.
"Sister Ying, you can't blame me. Besides, I didn't see anything." Yang Ming looked at Zhao Ying who seemed angry but not angry, and helplessly spread his hands to explain.
"What else do you want to see!" Zhao Ying stretched out her finger and tapped Yang Ming's forehead: "I'm calling you truthfully, why did Xiaoyan say it's you again? Have you known each other before?"
"How do I know? I'm still wondering?" Yang Ming just pretended to be dumbfounded.
When Zhao Ying heard what Yang Ming said, she didn't doubt him. After all, Wang Xiaoyan and him didn't have much interaction. Zhao Ying thought that maybe when Yang Ming came last time, Wang Xiaoyan peeked into Yang Ming's face through the crack in the door of the room. look.
"Go to the bathroom and wash your face quickly. I'll apply medicine for you. It's already past ten o'clock. You should be worried if you don't go back home!" Zhao Ying looked at her watch and said worriedly.
Yang Ming thought to himself, I have already said hello to my family and said that I would treat you to dinner today. It would be okay to go back a little later, but the key question is, what should I do with my face? If you go back like this, you will inevitably be questioned again.
When Yang Ming came to the bathroom, he couldn't help but have some thoughts when he saw the empty bathroom. The image of Wang Xiaoyan's beautiful figure taking a bath flashed in his mind, and his lower body began to move again. Yang Ming quickly turned on the cold water and washed his face. He picked up a pink towel on the towel rack and wiped his face. The towel still exuded a faint and good-smelling unique fragrance of girls' bodies. Yang Ming couldn't help but smell it more. for a while.
"Yang Ming, are you okay? Why are you so slow...?!" Zhao Ying pointed at the towel Yang Ming wiped his face with her mouth wide open.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhao Ying come in, Yang Ming was embarrassed to hold the towel and smell it again, so he hung the towel back up as if he had just wiped his face.
"Did you use that to wipe your face just now?" Zhao Ying asked with a strange expression.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Yang Ming saw Zhao Ying's expression and asked strangely: "Is this your towel? I'm just using it. Aren't you so stingy?"
"I... not... actually that... oh, forget it, it's nothing." Zhao Ying felt her face was burning, and she began to speak incoherently.
Girls generally pay more attention to personal hygiene. They often divide the towels for wiping their faces, feet and lower body into very fine pieces. This pink towel is what she uses to wipe her lower body. Yang Ming actually used it just now. Wipe your face! Zhao Ying felt shy just thinking about it. Wasn't this the same as putting her own in his face
How did Yang Ming know this? He was so proud of using Zhao Ying's towel just now. If he knew the truth, he didn't know whether he should be happy or helpless.
Zhao Ying applied swelling-reducing medicine on Yang Ming's face. Although the injury looked scary, it was actually not half as serious as last time. Yang Ming wanted to sit there for a while, but when he saw that Zhao Ying was already yawning again and again, he stood up and said goodbye.
Yang Ming's bicycle was gone, and there were few empty bikes passing by here, so Yang Ming had to walk home like last time.
When he passed several wine shops near his home, he heard the deafening howling and singing inside. It was really unethical to keep it so loud at such a late hour. Isn't this disturbing the people? Yang Ming stopped and looked at the wine in disgust. Then he turned his head and was about to continue walking forward when he was suddenly pulled back.
"Brother...you..."
Yang Ming turned around and found that the person holding him was a girl with very pretty features, still wearing a school uniform.
"What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked strangely.
"Brother... you... you want..." The girl hesitated for a long time without saying anything.
"What on earth do you want to tell me?" If Yang Ming hadn't seen her as a beauty, he would have been impatient, and he would still be in a hurry to go home.
"I want to ask you, do you want to... do you want to find me... to spend the night with you..." The girl hesitated, her little face red.
"Stay the night with me?" Yang Ming was stunned. No, this little girl is a paid-dating girl? Looking at her extremely pure appearance, Yang Ming really couldn't believe that she was a young lady! But then he thought of Wang Xiaoyan, that little girl, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: Damn it, these days, the more seemingly innocent things are, the more adulterous they are. \