Chapter 213

Wang Yuemei was restless, and she could only hear Han Tingxiang's panting in her ears. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info She was so thirsty that after drinking a glass of ice water, her heart was still on fire.

Wang Yuemei was helpless, turned on the light, and took out a book to read. I just read two pages and I can't read it, what book is not good, the name of this book is: 30-year-old woman, why do you love cheating!

'A woman in her thirties, in the golden age of her body, is beginning to revive her consciousness in all aspects, while men's physical strength is declining, far from satisfying women......

Your sister, why is there such a book in this world, this kind of author should be pulled out and cut off Ding Ding.

In Wang Yuemei's mind, Han Tingxiang called for more than ten minutes, although twenty days, thirty Panasonic, how long could Ye Huan last no matter how good his body was, but this voice lasted for an hour.

Is Ye Huan's body really so good?

Wang Yuemei thought blankly, and recalled the scene after Ye Huan's pants were taken off, and she didn't feel that her face was red, and she even felt a little unsatisfied, and wanted to look at it twice.

Jiao gasped for a while, Wang Yuemei really couldn't bear it, she took a deep breath to calm herself down, and felt that it was necessary to let the little couple restrain a little. At least Han Tingxiang, you give me some restraint!

She spun around the room and finally caught her eye on the glass on the bedside table. Pouring the water in the water cup, Wang Yuemei picked up the water cup and aimed it at the wall to smash it.

She thought about it, she was too close, worried that the broken glass would hurt her, so she took a few steps back and pushed it to the corner of another wall, and then gritted her teeth and slammed the water glass against the wall.

The glass shattered, making a loud noise.

In the bedroom, Ye Huan asked Han Tingxiang to hold his hand on the edge of the bed and bow down. She stretched her hand back, and Ye Huan grabbed her wrist.

"Be quiet, Aunt Mei listen......"

Han listened to the aroma and panted: "Listen to it, what are you afraid of, isn't she called!" ”

"Then you don't need to be so loud......"

"I'm willing to call! You don't want to listen to ......"

Ye Huan was speechless, and suddenly smiled: "Or I'll call Aunt Mei over......"

Han Tingxiang turned her head, looked at Ye Huan angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "You dare!" ”

These words, word for word, passed through the wall and reached Wang Yuemei's ears. Wang Yuemei's face was red and hot, and her heart was hot: "You two are in bed, you can talk about whatever you want, talk about what I do!" ”

She was shocked, Ye Huan was so bold that she wouldn't really come to harass herself. She panicked, hurriedly ran to the door, and locked the door.

Wang Yuemei leaned against the door, her whole body was weak and weak, and her heart was beating like a drum. She was worried in her heart, she really didn't know what Ye Huan would do if she really came to harass her. But faintly, at the same time, there was a small expectation in my heart, as if I really hoped that there would be footsteps behind me.

For a long time, there was no movement outside, and the footsteps that made him nervous did not sound, it seemed that Ye Huan was just talking, and he had no intention of coming over to harass him, and what echoed in his ears was only Han Tingxiang's delicate breath.

Suddenly empty in her heart, stunned, Wang Yuemei let out a gasp in her heart, she turned around, saw the locked door lock, suddenly gritted her teeth, pursed her lower lip, and opened the door lock......

A night of storm, two idiots were daunted to death. After a long time, the wind and rain stopped, and a few water marks were the remnants of the wind and rain.

Han Tingxiang had already fallen asleep after the wind and rain, with a half-tired and half-happy smile on her face, a fine bead of sweat hanging on her chest, two long legs entangled, and the quilt curled up at her feet.

Ye Huan pulled the silk quilt to her shoulder, lowered his head and kissed the beads of sweat on her forehead. The body was wet and uncomfortable, and Ye Huan wanted to go to the bathroom to rinse off.

It was dark in the living room, but there was a small light on, Ye Huan just walked out of the bedroom, and saw a person curled up on the sofa.

"Aunt Mei, what's wrong with you?"

The person curled up on the sofa was none other than Wang Yuemei, she was wearing a bright blue silk suspender nightdress, her pretty face was pale, a layer of fine sweat beads appeared, and she frowned tightly, obviously in pain. When Ye Huan found her, she was wrenching her legs, trying to see the soles of her feet.

As soon as she saw Ye Huan, Wang Yuemei was even more panicked, she had words of suffering. Just now smashed a glass in the bedroom, the glass slag was all over the ground, Wang Yuemei accidentally stepped on the broken glass, and a piece of glass pierced into the center of her foot. She went to the living room to find the medicine box and pulled out the glass on her feet

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me......" Wang Yuemei said in a panic.

Ye Huan saw that Wang Yuemei's feet were oozing blood. hurriedly walked over and saw Wang Yuemei's feet with a piece of glass, which was divided into the flesh.

Ye Huan frowned and said, "It's so serious, I'll help you pull it out......"

"No, don't ......" Wang Yuemei was terrified, realizing that one of her feet had been held in Ye Huan's hand, she was nervous, and she was about to resist, but she didn't know how, her voice lowered: "I can do it myself......"

"The glass is pierced in the center of your foot, it is inconvenient for you to make it bigger, it is easy to make the wound bigger, I will help you clip it out......"

Wang Yuemei looked at Ye Huan and saw that he lowered his head and put his left foot on his lap with both hands, and his expression was very focused. Wang Yuemei remembered that just under the dinner table, Ye Huan seemed to be holding this foot.

Ye Huan grabbed Wang Yuemei's three-inch golden lotus, and carefully touched the piece of glass that was stuck in the center of her feet with tweezers.

"Ah...... It hurts ......."

Wang Yuemei gasped, her jade feet curled up, and her beautiful legs involuntarily pulled back. Ye Huan held her feet tightly, and after raising her head, she suddenly shook.

I saw Wang Yuemei lying on her back on the sofa, biting her lower lip tightly, and her plump breasts kept moving. She was wearing a silk suspender nightdress. With such a foot on Ye Huan's leg, the nightdress involuntarily slipped off until the heel of the leg ......

Ye Huan had a dry tongue and said, "Aunt Mei, don't move, you can come out soon......"

"Isn't it that if I move, you will come out faster......"

The coquettish voice sounded in her ears, Ye Huan was stunned, Wang Yuemei was, this was teasing herself.

He glanced up at Wang Yuemei, and saw that Wang Yuemei's face was flushed, and he twisted his head to the side in shame. Wang Yuemei just thought about what she said just now, and she blurted out it in a hurry. When Ye Huan heard it at this moment, what would he think of himself in his heart.

Ye Huan was hot and sweaty, and while lowering his head, he tried to use tweezers to clip out the glass of Wang Yuemei's feet, and said, "Aunt Mei, I'm sorry." ”

Wang Yuemei knew that Ye Huan was talking about what happened under the dinner table at dinner, and at that time, Ye Huan actually asked her to move in front of Wang Yuemei's feet, of course, Ye Huan didn't know that this foot was Wang Yuemei's at that time. But at that moment, how similar it was to this moment. But at that time, Ye Huan asked Wang Yuemei to move, but now Ye Huan asked Wang Yuemei not to move.

"Nothing, I know you didn't mean to." Wang Yuemei tried to calm her tone, covered her ears and pretended that nothing had happened. Ye Huan is only helping himself to clean the wounds on his feet now.

"How long have you known Tingxiang?" Wang Yuemei wanted to say something to relax the atmosphere, but her eyes couldn't help but look at Ye Huan. Ye Huan came out of the room, but he was wearing a pair of shorts and shirtless, and the distance between the two was not far or close, but only a leg apart. Ye Huan's body is not strong, but wisps of muscles are densely covered in his upper body like a linear, and the most conspicuous thing is that there is a long scar on his chest that goes straight to his lower abdomen.

Shocking, a wave of male hormones rushed to her face, and Wang Yuemei was dizzy.

"It won't be long, a month or two." Ye Huan said casually.

"What's the matter with your scar?" Wang Yuemei stretched out her hand and pointed to the scar on Ye Huan's body.

"Oh, I accidentally hurt ......" Speaking of this scar, there are some stories. That time, Ye Huan was slashed from the lower abdomen to the collarbone with a sword, and he almost disemboweled, and almost went to the ghost gate.

Ye Huan let out a sigh of relief, and finally pulled out the glass of Wang Yuemei's feet. He smeared it with a cotton swab dipped in some potion, Wang Yuemei grinned in pain, and her feet twitched unconsciously.

"Okay, as long as you don't get wet in the future, you can get it in a day or two." Ye Huan stood up and said, "Aunt Mei, I'm sorry, I really didn't know it was you when I was eating just now." ”

The foot was let go, Wang Yuemei was stunned, a word turned in a circle in her heart, and suddenly involuntarily, slipped out: "What if you know it's me?" ”

"I ......" Ye Huan's mouth was dry, and when he looked down, he saw Wang Yuemei's white snow skin on the collar of her pajamas. At this moment, Wang Yuemei looked up at him, her beautiful eyes widened, and her reflection appeared in her eyes.

They looked at each other, and a strange emotion spread between them. Ye Huan's heart was beating drums, and Wang Yuemei's heart was pounding at the moment. But her gaze didn't dodge, and she still looked up at Ye Huan.

"Ye Huan, where are you?"

Han Tingxiang woke up in a daze, found that Ye Huan was not around, and walked out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes.

The sudden sound made Ye Huan and Wang Yuemei both startled. If Han Tingxiang finds out, Ye Huan and Wang Yuemei are innocent, and it is not clear. In fact, Ye Huan at this moment is really not innocent.

Wang Yuemei lowered her head and hid behind the sofa. Ye Huan's heart kept drumming, but he pretended to be calm and said, "It's nothing, come out and smoke a cigarette." ”

"What are you smoking...... Han Tingxiang rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Go to bed!" ”

Ye Huan was suddenly startled when he saw Han Tingxiang coming towards the sofa, and hurriedly walked over to hug Han Tingxiang, and said, "Let's go, I'll sleep with you......"

Ye Huan walked into the room with Han Tingxiang in his arms, glanced back at the sofa, there was no movement in the living room late at night, and there was a soft sigh.

Ye Huan closed the door and looked at the back of the sofa through the last crack in the door, still unfinished and stunned.