Chapter 211

The meal is served on the table, four dishes and one soup, compared to Han Tingxiang's cooking skills, Wang Yuemei is not too good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoShe untied her apron and put it on the back of the stool, revealing an off-white shirt under the apron.

The three of them sat down, Ye Huan sat on one side, Han Tingxiang sat on Ye Huan's right, and Wang Yuemei sat on Ye Huan's left.

Ye Huan was in a hurry at the moment, and he couldn't wait to strip Han Tingxiang of this dinner table on the spot. But because Wang Yuemei was present, the great flames in Ye Huan's heart had to be suppressed temporarily, and he lowered his head and pulled the rice in the bowl.

Han Tingxiang seemed to deliberately provoke Ye Huan, throwing an eyebrow at him, two thin lips with chopsticks in his mouth, seeing Ye Huan's gaze, he smiled proudly, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the chopsticks. The snow-white teeth bit the chopsticks and sucked gently, making a snorting sound.

Ye Huan gritted his teeth, flames erupted from his eyes, and glared at Han Tingxiang viciously.

Han Tingxiang was even more proud, glanced at Ye Huan provocatively, pointed to a plate of shrimp in front of him and said, "You eat, eat, oh, you can't eat......"

Ye Huan hated so much that his teeth itched, and suddenly his heart was ruthless, and he took off the leather shoes on his feet under the table, and stretched out his feet to Han Tingxiang.

Han Tingxiang was proud, her body suddenly stiffened, and Ye Huan actually put her feet through the short skirt and stretched it between her legs.

Han Tingxiang hurriedly glanced at Wang Yuemei, and saw that her face did not change, eating quietly and not noticing Ye Huan's small movements under the table. Han Tingxiang raised her head and glared at Ye Huan angrily.

A smile bloomed on Ye Huan's face, and he said to Han Tingxiang: "I can't eat, can't you help me clip it?"

Wang Yuemei looked up at Han Tingxiang and said, "Yes, Tingxiang, Ye Huan can't eat it, can't you help him clip it?"

Ye Huan smiled and said, "Hurry up, Aunt Mei will let you help me...... Clipped......"

An accent dragged Han Tingxiang's face red, her chopsticks trembled, and she went to clip the shrimp in front of her, but she couldn't clip it well several times, and the fried shrimp slipped from the middle of the chopsticks.

Ye Huan smiled and said, "Xiangxiang, you have to hold it well......

Han Tingxiang was shy and anxious, her face was flushed, and she put down her chopsticks angrily: "I'm not busy, you clip it!

"This won't be angry, come to Ye Huan, Aunt Mei will help you clip. Wang Yuemei picked up a lobster, put it on Ye Huan's plate, and smiled at Ye Huan.

With this smile, Ye Huan's pores all over his body were released, and he felt that his whole body was normal. Ye Huan and Han Tingxiang took it away, but it meant something, it belonged to the flirtation between young couples. Wang Yuemei interjected an extra sentence to bring Ye Huan extra stimulation.

What Ye Huan could feel, Han Tingxiang naturally felt it. Ye Huan's feet were still stretched out in the middle of his body, and after hearing Wang Yuemei's words, the instep of his feet was straightened. Han Tingxiang glared at Ye Huan with hatred. But seeing that Ye Huan was cheap and behaved, he took a few more glances at Wang Yuemei.

Han listened to the fragrance in a hurry, this flower is big and small, and there is no shame at all. She bit the silver teeth in her mouth and pinched Ye Huan's leg fiercely.

Ye Huan gasped and grinned in pain, Wang Yuemei frowned and said, "Ye Huan, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing ......," Ye Huan stammered.

looked up at Han Tingxiang, but saw Han Tingxiang looking at him provocatively. Ye Huan was ruthless in his heart, pretending to drop a chopstick on the ground, and taking advantage of the opportunity to pick up chopsticks, he picked up one of Han Tingxiang's feet and put it between his legs.

Ye Huan clamped Han Tingxiang's feet with her legs, took off the high heels on her feet with her left hand, and gently put them on the ground. Raising his eyes and looking at Han Tingxiang again, his face was flushed, and his eyes were full of spring water.

Seeing Wang Yuemei lowering her head again, her brows furrowed together, she didn't look up.

Ye Huan breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment he was playing with Han Tingxiang's little feet, one foot was stretched between Han Tingxiang's legs, if Wang Yuemei found out, his chastity archway would no longer exist.

In other words, the chastity archway or something, I have never had it.

On the one hand, he was doing something to Han Tingxiang under the table, but on the other hand, Han Tingxiang's nominal mother was still sitting next to him. In this situation, Ye Huan felt very excited.

He put his left hand on Han Tingxiang's instep, and his fingers rubbed Han Tingxiang's pink jade toes, Han Tingxiang's feet were very smooth, white as jade, and there was no dead skin on them. Ye Huan felt that Han Tingxiang was struggling out, and Ye Huan was feeling excited, how could he let her go.

He glanced down, and suddenly felt that his whole body was hot, Han Tingxiang's white jade feet were pressed between his legs, and the black stockings on her legs were taken off at some point. Revealing smooth white jade feet. Ye Huan was stimulated by this scene, and he was also obsessed, and he had no time to think about it at all, but he felt that his whole body was hot and unstoppable.

Looking up at Han Tingxiang, her face was flushed, obviously emotional, Ye Huan enjoyed the service of Han Tingxiang's little feet under the table, but her face was serious: "Xiangxiang, you move, I can't reach that pot of vegetables......"

Han listened to the fragrant sound and pushed the dishes on the table forward.

Ye Huan felt that the little foot between his legs had not moved, and he couldn't help coughing lightly, and said, "If you move again, I won't be comfortable with it......"

When this voice landed, Ye Huan really felt the little feet under him rub gently, Ye Huan was overjoyed in his heart, and he wanted to scream excitedly.

She looked at Wang Yuemei, and saw that Wang Yuemei was still with her head down, her body stiff, and her chest under the off-white shirt kept rising and falling.

Ye Huan enjoyed the service of the little feet, and said, "Aunt Mei, let's have a drink......

"Ah, what......" Wang Yuemei suddenly woke up and saw Ye Huan holding a wine glass and looking at herself with a smile. She hurriedly came back to her senses, picked up her wine glass, and said, "Okay, good ......"

The wine glasses collided in the air, and the glass made a crisp crashing sound, which was pleasant to the ear, and it was no less beautiful than the most beautiful natural sound in Ye Huan's ears at this moment.

Ye Huan took a sip of red wine, stared at Wang Yuemei's rising chest under her shirt, and said, "What kind of work does Aunt Mei do......

Wang Yuemei looked a little flustered, and said: "I used to teach Japanese, and then I sat as a secretary for Lao Han for a while, and now I don't do anything......

"Hello teacher. Ye Huan put down the wine glass, reached under Zhuo and stroked Han Tingxiang's three-inch golden lotus, and said: "Counting us, we are still peers, I am now the principal of Wutong Middle School, but I am only a high school, and I am not as good as a university teacher." ”

Wang Yuemei has some understanding of Ye Huan's identity. She made a special trip to Dragon City this time just for Ye Huan. After Chu Xiangyun knew about Ye Huan and Han Tingxiang, Chu Xiangyun informed her ex-husband, Han Tingxiang's father, of the incident. And Father Han sent Wang Yuemei to visit, which also meant to inspect Ye Huan.

Wang Yuemei's tone was low, and she seemed unwilling to talk more, but Ye Huan wanted to drag out the topic for a longer time, and deliberately found some topics to talk about. However, no matter how much we talked, there was a time to finish talking, and the meal was still close to the end in the end.

Han Tingxiang put down the bowl and said, "I'm full, I'm going to take a bath!"

Ye Huan hurriedly let go of her feet and quickly closed the zipper, he didn't want Wang Yuemei to find out about his small movements under the dinner table.

Han Tingxiang stood up, glared at Ye Huan angrily, and turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Ye Huan leaned on the stool, humming a little song proudly, looking at Han Tingxiang's back.

Suddenly, Ye Huan was frightened into a cold sweat, the chopsticks in his hand snapped and fell to the ground, his throat was tight, he stammered, and he couldn't say a word!

Because he was shocked to find that Han Tingxiang's legs were still covered with black stockings! But which foot he was playing with just now was obviously not wearing stockings!

Obviously, which foot was not Han Tingxiang's just now, and whose foot was it that he played with arbitrarily and even did extremely obscene things?

The answer seems obvious.

Anyway, it's definitely not Ye Huan's own, so it must be ......

Ye Huan's body suddenly stiffened, cold sweat brushed down, his mouth was half open, but he couldn't say a word!

Ye Huan is not a righteous gentleman, and naturally he is not a character who wants to be a female watch or set up an archway. He didn't even deny that when he saw Wang Yuemei for the first time, he imagined what it would be like when Wang Yuemei and Han Tingxiang lay in front of him together.

Even so, even if he gave Ye Huantian a bold son, he didn't dare to flirt with someone who might be his future 'mother-in-law' on the first side!

When in fact, he did, and even to some extent, very thoroughly!

He took what he thought was Han Tingxiang, but it was actually Wang Yuemei's little feet, and played with them for half an hour, and even used Wang Yuemei's feet for himself......

But I really don't know! I always thought that Han Tingxiang's foot belonged to him, in fact, Ye Huan felt that between lovers, this was not too much. But how could he know which foot was copied from the table turned out to be Wang Yuemei's.

Bang!

Ye Huan seemed to hear the sound of his chastity archway falling to the ground.

In fact, there are many clues in the process, which can reveal the truth. For example, since entering the room, Han Tingxiang has not left herself, how can she have the opportunity to take off her stockings. Another example is Wang Yuemei, who kept her head down, blushing and dripping.

These are all obvious clues, but Ye Huan is a ghost, and he is dazed, so he has no time to think about it, and only cares about doing what he wants to do......

But the strange thing is that among them, Ye Huan doesn't know the truth, and Han Tingxiang doesn't know the truth, but Wang Yuemei knows the truth, but why hasn't she resisted?

Ye Huan carefully analyzed and felt that there were two possibilities.

First: Wang Yuemei herself is a Pan Jinlian, she is dissatisfied, sullen and introverted, waiting to be teased by a man at any time, as long as she is gently teased, she wants to let go......

Of course, the probability of this possibility is very small, although Ye Huan also hopes that every beauty around him is waiting to untie her clothes and give her a hug, but this possibility is probably not there. This kind of thing, I fantasize about it when I dream back in the middle of the night.

The second possibility, Ye Huan's analysis, is probably the closest to the truth, probably that Wang Yuemei knew that she didn't intentionally violate her. If Wang Yuemei resisted, she and Han Tingxiang, and even Wang Yuemei would feel embarrassed. Therefore, Wang Yuemei chose to endure it, and after the incident, she pretended that nothing had happened.

This kind of analysis seems to be very close to the truth, but whether it is or not, Ye Huan is not at all sure.

Ye Huan was apprehensive in his heart, looked up at Wang Yuemei, and turned Wang Yuemei's face crimson, her chest rose and fell, and a layer of sweat appeared on her nose.

Ye Huan opened his mouth, feeling that his throat was a little tight, and he said worriedly: "Aunt Mei, are you okay......"