Han Ye had a long dream.

He dreamed of his childhood sweetheart's playmate when he was a child.

It was a girl named Charlene.

With a pair of bright and cunning big eyes, a red face, and a delicate little nose, she is like a delicate porcelain doll, and everyone loves it.

Before they were born, they were already neighbors, living in the same compound, and their fathers also worked in the city government, and they had a good personal relationship.

In Han Ye's memory, she always wore two pigtails, like a little yellow duck that only needed protection, swaying closely behind her, wherever he went, Charlene followed, inseparable.

The adults of the two families sometimes joke that when the two grow up, they will get married.

At this time, Xia Lin would always raise her head, blink her big sparkling eyes, and ask a little shy and expectant: "Brother Han Ye, will you marry me as a bride when you grow up?"

If she gets an affirmative answer, she will smile sweetly, and her big watery eyes will bloom with joy.

If the answer was no, she would pout, hang her head in disappointment, grasp the corner of Han Ye's clothes with her little hand, and silently follow behind him, not saying a word for a long time.

Jokes are just jokes after all.

Han Ye's father, because his personality was not smooth enough, his career did not improve, and he was relegated to the dilapidated city library for retirement in his prime.

Xia Lin's father was born in a family of Nanling Bank in the provincial capital, and his career was smooth, and he was later transferred back to Nanling to work.

Charlene also went to Nanling with her parents, and the two gradually broke off contact.

After a long time, Han Ye happened to hear several children in the compound talking about her news in an envious tone.

Charlene's father returned to the provincial capital, although there was still an upward channel, but he was unwilling to follow the steps to improve his qualifications, and soon resigned to go to the sea, with the help of the family strength, established a real estate company, in just a few years, his personal wealth has been close to one billion.

And Charlene is also as slim as a flower, known as one of the four beauties of the provincial capital, and has become the object of many officials' children and wealthy descendants.

One is the son of a librarian in a small town, and the other is the daughter of a wealthy man in a provincial town.

On that day, Han Ye suddenly discovered that before Xia Lin knew it, she was already in a high cloud, so far away from herself, as far away as two parallel worlds, it was impossible to have any intersection.

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"Why do you dream of this?" Han Ye held his head and sat up slowly, this was the last thing he wanted to recall, he hoped to be dusty forever,

"This is ......," he looked around in a daze.

He was in a small room of more than ten square meters, and there were four white-painted multi-functional apartment beds against the wall, the beds were covered with flowery bedding, pink mosquito nets, and small bits and pieces, which were crowded into the computer desks under the iron beds.

Although the sun is scorching outside the window and the sun is dazzling, the cold air from the air conditioner in the house does not make people feel how hot and dry.

"Didn't I die in the Scarlet Heavenly Palace, how did I get here?"

Han Ye rubbed the corners of his forehead, trying to sober himself up, and a girl's version of "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" floated out of the bathroom.

The girl's voice is very beautiful, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, crisp and moving, but the tune is too strong, obviously it is a sad and tactful Chinese style, and she sings the feeling of punk rock.

Han Ye finally reacted: he was in a dormitory, and it was a girls' dormitory!

He made a decisive decision to leave quickly.

If the girl in the bathroom finds out about his existence, she will probably treat him as a pervert.

Han Ye was just about to get out of bed, when there was a "squeak", and the bathroom door opened.

A girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, humming a little song and wrapping herself in a bath towel, walked out.

Tiny droplets of water dripped from her wavy hair, slid across her slender white neck, and over her half-exposed breasts, leaving a few wet marks on the edges of the bath towel.

The delicate skin like white porcelain is dragged out by these water droplets, reflecting the brilliance of the sun and blooming with colorful colors, which is so beautiful that it is intoxicating.

Han Ye only felt that his mouth was dry, and his throat kept rolling up and down.

Although he has secretly watched a few love action movies, it is the first time he has seen a beauty out of the bath.

For a nineteen-year-old boy, the scene was a little too exciting.

The girl seemed to sense his presence, and her movements abruptly paused and she raised her head.

Immediately, she pressed the bath towel with her hand in a panic, opened her mouth, and was about to scream.

Han Ye secretly screamed that it was not good, and quickly jumped out of bed, rushed to the girl, and reached out to cover her mouth.

In the corridor outside the dormitory, girls pass by the door from time to time, and the room is not soundproofed, and if the girls scream, it will definitely alarm them, and then it will be a big trouble.

The girl was so frightened that she hurriedly retreated, wanting to continue calling for help.

Han Ye hugged her slender waist and covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming loudly.

Thinking that she was about to be violated, the girl couldn't help but panic even more, she made a "whine" sound in her throat, kicked her legs wildly, and struggled more intensely.

In the midst of the struggle, the girl's bath towel slipped to the ground.

In an instant, the spring is shining, the jade body is horizontal, and the eyes are full of boundless spring.

Han Ye's mouth was dry and his heart was beating hard.

Without the barrier of the bath towel, his body was close to the girl's smooth and delicate back and rounded buttocks.

He could clearly feel the burning body temperature of the other party, through the skin it touched, into his body.

He hugged the girl's hot **, feeling like a slippery beauty snake, writhing violently in his arms.

Han Ye had to hug the girl tighter so that the girl would escape from his arms if he was not careful.

It's just that the tighter he hugs, the more the girl struggles, and the more intense the friction between the skins.

Han Ye only felt that a flame was burning in his chest, and it might rush out at any time.

If he continued to entangle, he was not sure if he could hold it.

So, he comforted the girl in as soft a voice as possible: "Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you, as long as you don't shout or scream, I'll let go of my hand and let you speak." If you agree, just nod. ”

When the girl heard this, she immediately stopped struggling and nodded meekly.

Han Ye breathed a sigh of relief, tightened the hand that covered the girl's small mouth, and let go a little.

As soon as he let go, the girl bit his index finger, then opened her mouth to scream again.

Han Ye was prepared, quickly covered the girl's mouth again, and asked with some annoyance, "Why don't you be trustworthy?"

The girl was covered and said vaguely: "For you, a pervert, you don't need to be credited." ”

"I'm not a pervert. ”

The girl interrupted his self-defense: "If you are not a pervert, how can you appear naked in our dormitory?"

"Naked**?!!"

Han Ye was stunned for a moment, and then an extremely ominous premonition rose in his heart.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at his body, and ten thousand grass and mud horses suddenly rushed past his chest.

I'll it!

No wonder his touch is so sensitive, no wonder he feels that the entanglement of the two will be so **.

It turned out that he had no strands of body, and his whole body was naked!

Didn't he get dressed before he died? How did he get here, and even his underwear was gone?

What a hell!

Han Ye finally understood why the girl was so frightened and resisted so desperately.

Whoever encounters this situation will think that they have encountered a perverted pervert!

It's normal to resist, it's not normal not to resist!

"This ...... It was an accident!"

Han Ye was very unconfident when she said this, and the girl also used high-level white eyes to fully show that she didn't trust.

Han Ye's heart suddenly moved, and the girl's action made him feel as if he had seen it somewhere.

Not only her demeanor, but even her appearance, and the breath on her body seem to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It's just that he can't remember where he has seen it for a while.

Han Ye quickly put this thought behind him, and what he had to think about now was how to convince the girl that he was not a pervert, give up resisting and screaming, and cooperate with him obediently.

Then, he had to find a few well-fitting men's clothes in the girls' dormitory, and then left the girls' building intact under the gaze of many girls.

It's a tall order.

Han Ye was racking his brains thinking about how to deal with the trouble in front of him, when a "bang" knock suddenly sounded outside the house:

"Charlene, I went out to buy something, why did you lock the door?"