"Little Shadow, you are here!" Han Ye called out in surprise, no longer caring about Xuanji.
One jumped over, "I didn't sense your spiritual fluctuations, I thought you were hidden by this guy! Little shadow, how are you, no... no..."
The sound of the cold night was cut off suddenly like a rushing waterfall.
His facial expression also completely froze.
His eyes were straight, staring at the girl struggling to get up on the bed for a moment, unable to move away.
yes girl.
No matter how stupid Han Ye is, he can be sure that the person who got up from the bed is a woman.
Her long black hair fell like a waterfall on her snow-white shoulders.
The clothes on her body were torn to pieces, and even the red bellyband was half down.
The snow-white Jade Rabbit, undulating waves, and the pink cornel are looming.
Straight long legs, hanging softly on the edge of the bed.
Han Ye's stiff gaze slowly moved up along the smooth and slender calf.
Then, there was a whoosh, and my mind went blank.
A thin hot stream rushed to his nose.
Han Ye suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his nose, his voice was so stuttering that he couldn't make a sound, "Little...Little Shadow, you you...how are you a girl...you...you are a girl...a girl?"
"Shut up!" Ying Mei glared at him, "Hurry up and put on my clothes for me!!"
It's a pity that she didn't know how attractive it was when her cheeks were flushed and her winking eyes glared at her.
Han Ye was in a trance.
Almost walking towards her with hands and feet.
When he reached the edge of the bed, he tripped over the bed pedal under his feet, and he threw himself forward.
"oops!"
"Well!!"
A soft, joyful, pain-like moan came into his ears.
Han Ye was worried about whether he hurt the little shadow.
Suddenly, belatedly, I realized that my face seemed to be immersed in a soft and fragrant fragrance.
He had never felt such a touch before.
Han Ye stretched out his hand in a daze, and couldn't help touching it.
The creamy, soft and elastic touch made him feel stupid.
This is this... this is...
"Bastard! You still dare to touch, believe it or not, I will kill you!!"
Han Ye suddenly sat up, "No, no, little shadow, you believe me, I... I didn't do it on purpose!"
Slap-click!
A few drops of bright red liquid fell from Han Ye's nostrils onto Ying Mei's fair chest.
And when he got up, his hands were just propped up in that indescribable position.
"Han!! Ye!! Do you want to die!!"
Han Ye was kicked off the bed almost rolling and crawling.
He quickly wiped off the nosebleed, took out a piece of clothing from the interspatial ring, and put it on for Yingmei.
Because Yingmei almost didn't even have any strength on her body.
Therefore, it is inevitable to rely on Han Ye to help with dressing.
However, Han Ye was already clumsy, and at this time, he was so panicked that his mind was full of water.
"Bastard, where are you touching!!"
"Yes, yes, sorry, I didn't mean to!"
Han Ye has exhausted all her will, not to touch Ying Mei's smooth skin.
However, in the process of putting on clothes, it is inevitable to touch them.
"Hmm!" The effects of the medicine remaining in her body made Yingmei moan hoarsely.
That voice is so soft and charming, even a stone can be teased to make it hot.
But Han Ye thought she was in pain, so he forgot everything and hugged her.