After cleansing and leaving the house, I am beautiful

"Ye Yifan, can you help me get some clothes?"

Qiu Ying was covered under the quilt, her voice was reassuring, and she only showed her eyes to look at him.

He looked at his watch, turned around, and frowned slightly: "Your luggage is on the opposite side. It's almost 12 o'clock now. They should be asleep."

He got up, walked to his suitcase, squatted down, took out a white shirt from the suitcase, and put it on the bedside: "You wear mine." Then he turned and went into the bathroom.

A moment later, there was the sound of a hair dryer coming from the bathroom.

Qiu Ying put on his white shirt, the length just covered the part that should be covered, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom.

Ye Yifan stood with his back to the door, holding her lace underwear in one hand, and a hair dryer in the other... A tall man was holding a hair dryer and blowing on the lace underwear... In Guancheng, if a man helps a woman wash her underwear will be ridiculed.

Qiuying walked to his side: "I'll do it myself." As she spoke, she reached for her underwear.

Ye Yifan raised his long arms upwards, avoiding her outstretched hand: "It will be fine soon, you go back to bed and lie down."

"Oh." Qiuying replied in a low voice, turned around and took two steps outside, stopped, then turned back, walked behind him, put her hands on his waist gently, and leaned her head against him thick back.

He obviously felt his body stiffen for a moment, he paused for two seconds, and said, "Go back to bed." His voice was stiff, feeling a bit chilly, a bit like this morning...

Qiuying's heart ached, she let go of her hands suddenly, turned around and walked out without hesitation, suddenly had an urge to leave the room, walked to the door, saw her bare legs under her white shirt, and gave up the idea , can only lie back on the bed again.

Hearing the sound of the hair dryer in the bathroom stopped, she turned her face to the side and covered her head with the quilt, followed by the sound of his approaching footsteps, without looking, she knew that he was standing by the bed and looking at her .

"Done, put it on."

Qiu Ying pursed her lips and remained silent.

Ye Yifan lay sideways on the bed in the same direction as her, hugging her waist through the quilt, and pressed his lips to her ear: "Then I'll help you wear it."

Let me see if you really help me dress it! ! !

He sat up, lifted the quilt around her legs, her white and slender legs were folded side by side, he gently lifted the upper leg, and pulled one leg of the underwear to the ankle, and then It's the other one, and then, with each hand holding one side of the trousers, it moves up little by little...

When she was about to move to the buttocks that were just covered by the white shirt, Qiuying subconsciously shrunk her abdomen, her legs tightened towards her chest, her hands were put on her trousers, her face suddenly became hot, and she said anxiously: "Myself Come."

"Aying, it's a bit late." His voice was low and hoarse, and then he heard the rolling sound of his throat.

Her heart skipped a beat instantly, and she knew exactly what he was going to do next...

"Aying...Aying..." He called her twice again in a low voice, the heat wave from his breath penetrated into the cochlea, her heart beat suddenly quickened, it hit her chest one after another, her limbs gradually became weak again, her hands slowly loosen...

After a long time...

"Qiuying, I'm really sorry."

Ye Yifan was sitting on the edge of the bed, his feet were barefoot on the cold floor, his elbows were on his thighs, his head was bowed, and his hands rested on his forehead, which made people feel distressed.