C65 (2/2)

I asked, ”Does it matter? ”If you can bear with it a little longer, I'll go and get some water …”

Then, without waiting for an answer, he ran. He was unfamiliar with other places, so it was inconvenient for him to go downstairs. Go on, to my bedroom.

Bring your own big glass and half a glass of water.

Yin Yijie's mouth was dry. It was very important for him to replenish his water.

However, they would have to wait until later.

Furthermore, there was another reason for me to run … He wasn't wearing underwear, he was naked as he wrapped himself in a bath towel …

So fresh! I blushed more and more at the thought.

Since it was a bath towel, he naturally didn't know anything about it …

Ye Zichen picked up a bottle of water from the living room, composed himself, and continued to look at his bedroom.

Sigh … What do you mean you don't have a bottom line? Don't you have to leave it all alone for a while?

I'm not here to be a guest of honor for the awards ceremony, but to give someone a bit of a break.

He passed the water to Yin Yijie and drank it all in one gulp.

However, at that time, I always chose to filter the noise. All I know is that there is only this word, so I don't understand much about it.

Now, if he stuck to it a little bit more,

Perhaps, I … She will let him...

Yin Yijie was smiling again. At this moment, he was still smiling.

Hot lips nipped at my earlobe, and my smile was very peculiar.

”Do you want me to help you sit more comfortably?” I asked him quietly.

Because I was a little uncomfortable lying by myself, and he would have to bear the weight of both of us more than I did.

He probably knows more about posture and posture than I do, and I'd like to remind him.

Yin Yijie's stomach moved and he continued to hold my hand...

I started to shake!

He felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

But I didn't move, shaking and holding on.

Today, I'm going to risk everything except dying for my country.

I was blushing so much I thought it would be many times hotter than Yin Yijie.

Brawler, this bastard really is a f * cking Brawler.

What was wrong with this drug!

Wasn't it because they saw that he, a hooligan, was especially unable to resist this type of attack?

I lost my life.

My hands are burning with the same discomfort, I feel my purity in this kind of corner may never know, little by little …

The learning process was very difficult, and I … It was still somewhat repulsive.

Fortunately, he didn't ask for much, as long as he could get on duty.