Shi Wei's brain is chaotic, she is typical of being strong on the outside and doing it in the middle, and now the man suddenly said such an ambiguous sentence with a high component, which really made her little heart beat wildly, and she was caught off guard for a while.

She couldn't help but lean back, her chest heaving.

"Professor......" The woman bit her lip, her eyes dodged, revealing a crystal light: "I, I'm not good yet, I'm afraid, we're still ......"

"What else?"

The man bent over, his eyes were as black as the deep sea, the white T neckline was empty, her eyes scanned the past very quickly, and she satisfied her visual desire as she wished.

"Yet, I don't know yet, yes, some too fast......"

She stumbled, pressed her hand, and didn't really stretch in to enjoy it.

A dull laugh ran through the eardrums.

"Really?"

As he spoke, the man's well-proportioned and lean hands climbed up her thin white neck, and the fingertips were slightly rough, rubbing against the delicate skin, which aroused a burst of prairie fire.

Shi Wei held his breath, and suddenly lost his breath: "That...... It's not that you can't ......."

After speaking.

She bit the tip of her tongue.

Beauty is wrong!

"Heh......"

The man laughed very lightly and teasingly, and the sound quality was unparalleled, and as each syllable fell on the ears, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his fingertips were numb.

If it weren't for the concentration still there, and a pair of brown-green eyes staring at her coldly next to her, she was afraid that she would have knocked down the man and forced Liang to record as if she were a prostitute.

"Little thing, you really don't feel any pain?"

Wen Nanye snorted lightly, and her fingertips seemed to poke her white and tender face.

Then he rolled over and sat down on his side, no longer teasing the little thing.

Shi Wei was stunned.

Wen Nanye's legs were open, his elbows were propped up on his knees, one hand poked over the cigarette case on the table, and shook it, the cigarette jumped out, and the lighter also slipped out of the box.

"Click"

With a tend, the flames ignited slightly, and the cyan smoke spread between the man's overly thick eyebrows, shrouding a veil of mysterious temptation.

He tilted his head, squinting.

Look at her through the mist.

The posture is casual and wanton, just such a look, Shi Wei's heart began to burn, extending all the way to his cheeks.

It's, it's too sinful.

I really don't want to bow my head to cheap those men.

"Wipe it yourself. ”

The yellow scrap in his head had not yet been skimmed off, and a man's voice came to his ears again.

Before he looked up, a small bottle of iodophor had been thrown on the table in front of him, as well as a pack of medical cotton swabs.

"Huh, where?"

Wen Nanye saw that she was confused, and couldn't help laughing: "The earlobe on the right, the gentle township bit you, don't you feel it?"

The woman raised her hand to touch it.

He squinted and flicked the cigarette ash: "I thought that as its owner, I would take some responsibility and paint it for you personally, since you don't want it, forget it." ”

Shi didn't breathe for a while, and when he raised his eyes to look at him again, he found that there was still a bit of goodness floating in the depths of the man's eyebrows, and it was obvious that he was - teasing her!

She clenched her clenched iodoph: "Is there a mirror?"

"Bathroom. ”

Wen Nanye's chin lifted and pointed in a direction.

Shi Wei was full of regret in his heart, if he didn't coax it just now, could a good thing be far away?

Entering the bathroom with heavy steps, it is not particularly big, the furnishings are simple and clear, black and white, there is a round mirror hanging on the sink, she looked at her earlobe, just a little scratch, but her skin is too white, a little bit looks very serious.