Chapter 602: Jun Lost Rose, I Lost Yang (8)

Yang Weiguo also took a shower when he returned to the house, shirtless, and only wore a pair of pants on his lower body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He heard a knock at the door and went to open it unsuspectingly.

When the door opened, it was a cold twilight rain with hot white smoke still rising from his hair.

"You...... What are you doing?"

The man was a little embarrassed, after all, he had no clothes on.

Hearing the cold twilight rain, my ears became a kind of weakness.

"Have I come to see you for dinner?"

Twilight Rain's voice softened, and she concluded that he had a ghost in his heart.

"I ate it. ā€

Yang Weiguo couldn't figure out what this girl was making trouble with.

"Wait!"

Leng Twilight pretended to be surprised, "I just saw a mouse running over there. ā€

"Mouse?"

Yang Weiguo was suspicious.

Leng Duyu squeezed in half of his body, looked around, and walked to the closet, "Maybe there's a rat's nest in the cabinet, I'll show you." ā€

She opened the closet with a sudden, and it was empty, nothing.

Yang Weiguo followed her inexplicably, and it was hard to say anything about her.

The woman finished checking the cabinet, looked around again, and ran to the toilet: "Maybe the rat crawled in from the sewer." ā€

The toilets were empty.

Yang Weiguo clasped his arms in his hands, leaned against the wall, and stared at her playfully with a pair of eyes.

Unwilling, she ran out, glanced at the empty room, and finally fell on the quilt spread out on the bed, "It would be bad if the mouse hid in the futon." ā€

She leaned over and lifted the futon, and before she could see clearly, a blow of gravity behind her pushed her violently, and then tore again, and her outer and inner pants were directly ripped off.

Yang Weiguo smacked his tongue, he just wanted to pull the outer pants, why did the inner one also rip off together?

"Ah......h

The woman emitted an earth-shattering pig horn.

The man pressed her, and a hand touched her mouth, and he blocked it: "Don't bark! ā€

Cold Twilight Rain struggled as she felt her bare ass peek out of the air, and the man's hot breath sprayed onto her skin.

"Are you here to ......?"

Yang Weiguo's brain circuit turned beautifully: "Come to give him a hug?"

Cold twilight rain wants to cry without tears, she is not!

"I ......"

As soon as she struggled away, she wanted to say, "I'm here to catch the adulterer." ā€

The man covered her mouth again, picked up a thin leather belt loose from her outer pants, tied her front hooves like a pig, and stuffed the handkerchief in her pocket into her mouth.

Only then did he turn her over and face him, and this pair, the exposed scenery was even more embarrassing.

The cold twilight rain folded his legs, and he didn't let go.

A pair of big tears looked at him hazy, and the tears fell down in large pieces.

Yang Weiguo was surprised: "Don't cry, I'll be gentle." ā€

The woman shook her head frantically, desperately trying to stop him.

The man reached out and unbuttoned a row of buttons on her shirt like a wind, revealing the edge of her white underwear, pure and seductive.

"It's a bit small. ā€

He reached there to cover the measurement, and subconsciously sighed.

Cold twilight rain suddenly thundered in his brain, and a feeling of shame and humiliation came to the top.

Bastard!

Yang Weiguo was just about to untie his underwear, when suddenly there was a squeak in the room.

His eyes widened, and he met the cold twilight rain, "You ......"

The man shuddered for a moment, and subconsciously quickly untied the belt on her wrist and the handkerchief in her mouth.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Sister, I'm wrong! I'm wrong!

Yang Weiguo kept talking.

Leng Duyu rubbed his wrists, lifted the quilt over himself, and glared at him angrily: "Bastard, you apologize with death, go to death!"

Yang Weiguo was dumbfounded, and looked at her with a pitiful face: "Why didn't you promise each other with your body?"

"!"

The woman kicked him off the bed.

Yang Weiguo was not angry, and turned around to catch the mouse.

Hey, I really never thought that there would be rats in particular.

Look at her at night, she doesn't sleep, and her hair is not dry before she runs to the man's room, and she doesn't go out if she looks left and right, and she has to think crookedly if she is a man.

Leng Duyu sat on the bed and wiped her tears, and after a while, she was no longer sad, but she felt annoyed.

She's obviously here to catch the adulterer, so who knows that there's no one in the house.

Yang Weiguo actually thought she was here to climb the bed.

I have suffered such a great grievance, and I can't reason with it.

She is not an unreasonable person, if she hadn't run to a man's room at night to find faults, people would not have misunderstood.

Yang Weiguo was tinkering everywhere, and he didn't have time to comfort her.

When Leng Duyu was dressed and ready to go out, he suddenly came out of the toilet, carrying two ropes in his hands, and the ropes were tied to three mice.

"Ah......h

Leng Duyu screamed again.

Yang Weiguo frowned unhappily and scolded in a low voice: "Don't bark, you have summoned the wolf!"

"I ......"

The woman looked at the three mice aggrievedly, and the more she looked at them, the more she felt creepy.

"You're throwing it away!"

She pressed one hand to her chest, and she felt breathless.

Yang Weiguo glanced at her in a stinging manner, a dead girl, usually dragged to the sky, and was so frightened that she lost her soul when she saw the mouse.

See how he cleans her up!

He went out and threw away the three mice, and as soon as he entered the door, Leng Duyu was waiting for him with a basin of water and a soapbox: "Hurry up and wash it." ā€

Yang Weiguo had an illusion when he washed his hands, as if he had returned to the time when he lived together in M City, and she took care of him like this.

But I heard her shouting from behind: "You better take a shower again, it's not clean here." ā€

The man wanted to refuse, but he closed his mouth again, obediently obedient, and there was no need to upset her in trivial matters.

When he came out of the shower again, the cold twilight rain was gone.

it!

deliberately asked him to go in to take a shower, and she left in a low-key manner.

He couldn't have let her go so easily.

Leng Duyu hid in his room, turned off the light and prepared to sleep.

There was a knock on the door outside.

"I'm asleep, what's the matter?"

The woman's voice was clear and cold.

It was very uncomfortable to listen to Yang Weiguo's ears, his pants were ripped off by labor and management, and he pretended to be fine, right?

"Twilight, I just spotted another rat, which seems to have crept through the crack in your door. ā€

Leng Duyu's heart skipped a beat, and then suppressed it: "Is it? It's okay, I'll leave tomorrow morning." ā€

"But I'm afraid that in the middle of the night, when you fall asleep, the mouse gnaws your toenails, you don't know how clever the mouse is, and if you don't pay attention, it will burrow into your bed. ā€

The man's voice was faint, like he was telling a ghost story.

Leng Duyu forced himself to calm down, "We will go to the tomb when we are archaeology, I am not afraid of this, thank you, go back to sleep." ā€

Yang Weiguo was bored with himself, so he had to go back.

In the middle of the moon, the man rolled over and heard footsteps outside the door.