Chapter 247: Po~

Chen Jingle pouted: "Please, who am you to me? I'm not interested in doing such a boring thing!"

For this little kitten, he didn't deliberately trick her bad taste. As for other evil thoughts, they are not the actions of a righteous gentleman like himself.

I'm not a casual person!

If you really want to, when you're at home, that's it.

Zhong Ying, who carried her clothes into the toilet, her little heart was pounding at this moment, and the two of them were separated by a door, and she couldn't help but tremble in her calves when she thought about it.

Nervous, irritated, shy, ashamed...... All kinds of emotions welled up in my heart.

Seeing Zhong Ying enter the toilet, Chen Jingle finally had the opportunity to take a closer look at the room.

When Zhong Ying was there just now, he was embarrassed to look around, just a cursory glance.

She said she wasn't allowed to flip around, but she didn't say she couldn't read it.

"Wow, there are so many shoes, are there so many shoes for girls?"

"There are traces of frequent use of rice cookers and woks, is it possible that she usually cooks at home?"

"Well, the T cat snack box seems to be a little gluttonous cat too. ā€

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Chen Jingle muttered in his heart while watching, his eyes slowly moved to Zhong Ying's bed, hey, what is attached to the bedside?

When I looked at it, it was a ID photo, a man, obviously not Zhong Ying herself.

Chen Jingle was stunned and rubbed his eyes: "I'll wipe it, isn't this the ID photo of my senior year of high school? How can she have it? I don't pick so many photos, but I just pick one that is not very good, it's too much! Also, what does it mean to stick it on the bedside?

The corners of Chen Jingle's mouth twitched, Mom, Miss Zhong Ying, you want to go to heaven!

Am I pretending not to know, or will I teach her a good lesson later?

Chen Jingle is entangled, if she chooses the latter, what if she gets angry and kicks herself out?

"Forget it, I don't know what to do. Glancing at his ID photo, Chen Jingle was very disgusted.

……

It took more than half an hour for Zhong Ying to come out of the bathroom.

He was wearing kawaii pajamas with panda prints on them, and he was holding a basin with freshly washed clothes in his hands. The wet hair is coiled up with a towel, revealing a slender and good-looking neck.

Ask, "Okay, I'm done, do you want to wash?"

Chen Jingle nodded hurriedly: "Yes, but I didn't bring my clothes, so I won't change them tonight, and I will buy one or two more sets when I go shopping tomorrow." ā€

With his current strength, he can already isolate the dust from the outside world and achieve the point that the surface is dirt-free, but he still needs to wash it on the surface, but he doesn't want to leave her with the impression of not paying attention to hygiene.

"Well, you wash it, I'll blow off my hair. Zhong Ying put the clothes on the bay window and hung them later.

Chen Jingle is not twisted, although he does not sweat on his body, but he always feels strange if he does not take a bath on a hot day.

However, when Chen Jingle entered the bathroom and started to take a bath, Zhong Ying remembered that he had not prepared a towel for him, and he suddenly looked confused.

What to do?

Oh my God, what did I do today, the whole person is stupid, ahh

may have thought too much, but forgot everything that should be done, Zhong Ying looked painful and tangled.

Chen Jingle quickly came out of the shower, his hair was wet, and his upper body T-shirt was a little wet.

Man, the bath is very fast, if you don't come out after taking a bath for more than half an hour, you probably are doing something unsightly inside.

Zhong Ying secretly glanced at him, feeling that this guy had just finished taking a shower, and the thief was attractive.

Seeing that his hair was wet, he couldn't help but say, "Why don't you ...... Can you wipe it with my towel?"

Zhong Ying couldn't help but cover her face, she was too embarrassed.

Chen Jingle thought for a while and shook his head: "No, my hair is short, and it will dry soon." Besides, towels are a daily necessities, and it is best not to mix them with others, which is unhygienic. ā€

"......" Zhong Ying's face stiffened, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she almost died of anger in her heart.

This is even more excessive than secretly using her towel to do some obscene things without your permission, it is too hurtful!

"Do you hate me for being unhygienic?"

"No, I just don't think it's necessary. I will say it if needed. Chen Jingle said seriously.

Zhong Ying pursed her mouth, not knowing what to say, should she scold him for not understanding the amorous feelings, or should she scold him for elm head?

Forget it, let's give up the treatment, this guy is hopeless.

While Zhong Ying didn't pay attention, Chen Jingle quietly wiped his hair, and nearly half of the water droplets on it disappeared, making it much drier.

For him, drying water stains on his body couldn't be easier.

Sitting on the sofa and playing with her mobile phone, Zhong Ying leaned over: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Jingle glanced at her, a little disgusted, he didn't have fun with himself, why did he come here?

"Anime. ā€

"What's the name?"

"Seventeen again. ā€

"It seems to be very interesting. ā€

"It's ok. ā€

"I'm going to see it too. ā€

Zhong Ying didn't care about her soap opera, so she sat down with Chen Jingle and stretched her neck to lean over. Two people staring at their phones and watching videos together have more sensations than watching them alone.

Chen Jingle was helpless, in order to take care of her perspective, he had to move his phone to her side a little, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Soon, after watching the three episodes, Zhong Ying was still unsatisfied.

But when I looked at the time, I noticed, "Eh, it's half past eleven so soon?"

"Ah, it's half past eleven?" Chen Jingle also came back to his senses, he was too addicted just now, and he really didn't notice that time passed so quickly.

The two stared wide-eyed.

Chen Jingle was a little weak and didn't dare to look at her: "Since it's eleven o'clock, then I won't go out to find a hotel, can I get together on your sofa for a night?"

He doesn't mind, the key is Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying heard it, and her heartbeat began to accelerate, could it be that what was this implying to her?

But I'm not ready yet!

Inexplicably a little flustered.

Lonely men and widows are in the same room, although one is in the bed and the other is on the sofa, but the distance between the two is simply close, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not suddenly become animalistic.

What then?

No experience at all!

Zhong Ying was a little flustered and said, "It's okay to sleep on the sofa, but I warn you, don't approach within 1.5 meters of my bed without permission, otherwise I will ...... I'll hammer you to death with a pillow!"

"......" the corners of Chen Jingle's mouth twitched: "What if I get up at night to go to the toilet?"

"Hold on!" Zhong Ying said viciously.

Chen Jingle was helpless: "If you don't feel at ease, you can tie me up with a rope." ā€

Zhong Ying laughed angrily: "Are you a fool?

Chen Jingle pouted: "I'd rather you tie me up with a rope." ā€

Zhong Ying opened her mouth slightly, wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end she didn't say anything. Well, it's purely self-inflicted, and sometimes I really wonder if this guy is wilting.

"I—I'm turning off the lights. ā€

"Hmm. ā€

There was a snap, and the room was plunged into darkness. The two of them groped for the sleeping position between them, and Chen Jingle had an extra thin quilt on the sofa.

Zhong Ying lay on the bed, couldn't sleep at all, patronized to listen to her own heartbeat, and quietly turned over. saw Chen Jingle lying on the sofa breathing calmly.

Hey, I seem to be asleep.

So fast?

Zhong Ying was a little envious, it was also a skill to be able to fall asleep so quickly.

I don't know how long it took, Zhong Ying, who still couldn't sleep after counting two thousand sheep, got up cautiously, got out of bed, didn't dare to wear slippers, and tiptoed to the sofa.

Bending slightly, leaning a little closer, I looked at the face through the faint light outside the window. In a trance, there was a feeling of unreality.

"Chen Jingle, Chen Jingle...... Are you asleep?" Zhong Ying stared at her sleeping face and whispered, the sound was similar to that of a mosquito buzzing.

Of course Chen Jingle hasn't fallen asleep yet, he hasn't slept all night and it's not in the way, when he heard Zhong Ying's words, he didn't open his eyes or answer, just closed his eyes tightly and breathed evenly.

I want to see what she wants to do.

Looking at this sleeping face, Zhong Ying's heart beat even harder, and the deer in her heart was about to break out of the cage, and her palms were about to sweat.

Can't help but get closer.

"Po~"

It was just printed on the corner of his mouth.