As soon as he pushed the door open, Ye Bihuang saw the purple shirt sleeping with the book on his head and squinting. She is now wearing a lace pure white translucent nightdress wrapped around her delicate jade body, her round buttocks are sitting at the desk, the nightdress is very loose, the neckline is spilled, and the breasts inside can be seen clearly at a glance.

Don't look at Ye Bihuang who is far away from her, but in fact, Ye Bihuang saw at a glance that there was nothing to wear in the purple shirt and silk skirt, and the center of the root of the thigh was dark and hazy, and the delicate valley had already shown the fragrance of small buds.

Ye Bihuang stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed gently, the purple shirt was sleeping, Ye Bihuang didn't want to disturb her, looking at her delicate and concave body, Ye Bihuang stretched out his hand, but in the end he couldn't fall up.

For the purple shirts, for Zhou Yan and them, Ye Bihuang always felt a little indebted, and he made their men, but he didn't go to accompany them a lot from time to time, so he always felt a little guilty in his heart. But he only has so much time, he has to be a purple-shirted fighting opponent in the mission hall during the day, and he has to do tasks at night if he has a long period of time to accumulate victory points.

Recall that some time ago, Ye Bihuang was able to find time to accompany the women during the day, but he couldn't eat them at that time, so he couldn't do a lot of things, knowing that all the women were devoted to him, but he could never break through the last step.

It was only after getting them all into reality that Ye Bihuang ate all of their sisters, and at this time he didn't have much time to accompany them.

Ye Bihuang felt that it was okay for him to spare a little time to accompany the girls during the day, after all, the time period during the day was not suitable for doing tasks, it was too fragmented.

Just as Ye Bihuang was thinking, the purple shirt lying on the bed suddenly moved, turned over, and his face was exposed from under the book. Draw such a thing, if you want to take things to reality, it must be exchanged from the mall or brought in from reality, if you let Ye Zi directly transform the things here, you can't bring them out.

Ye Bihuang directly found some things that had been placed in it before from his sword-shaped imprint, and there was just a piece of paper, so he took it out, according to the appearance of the purple shirt at the moment, Ye Bihuang drew it little by little, because he has the skills of "painting master", Ye Bihuang has used it many times before, and he is also proficient in painting skills, although he is not as easy as when he uses the skills of "painting master", but it is still possible to draw high-quality paintings.

After 20 minutes of application, Ye Bihuang finally drew a picture of Sleeping Beauty in the way of sketching, although it was impossible to use color and other color factors to show the white skin of the purple shirt, ruddy toes, and the black hair and pink lips, but if you look closely, you can also see the demeanor of the sleeping beauty

Ye Bihuang put aside the painting he had finished, and another picture suddenly appeared in his mind, which had impressed him very deeply, and he was still stunned for a moment in his impression.

That's right, that night, when he and Lee Kuan Yew went to punish Tang Xiaoyao, he raised his slap, which scared the eldest lady of the Tang family like a "fertilized" rabbit, bouncing and bounce, rubbing her aching buttocks with one hand and hiding behind the rich and handsome.

That scene, Ye Bihuang clearly remembered the faint blush on Tang Xiaohua's face, it was really wonderful, at that time he really wanted to convert that picture into an image, but now that he thinks about it, this thought in his heart is even more irrepressible, so he quietly walked out of the door, went directly to the mall to exchange a lot of professional painting tools, and began to paint in that hall, at this moment he forgot the main purpose of his coming here.

Ye Bihuang recalled everything that day, remembering that Tang Xiaowu was hiding behind Gao Fushuai, and all the rich and handsome people saw her appearance, and they all let out good-natured laughter, that scene was really funny, because the dignified Tang Gang's eldest lady Tang Xiaohua was treated by a boy who didn't look very big to be so well-behaved, it was really rare to see in a hundred years.

Ye Bihuang's hands turned into phantoms, holding a paintbrush in his hand, painting on the drawing board, he thought about the scene of the day, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Tang Xiaoyu is very beautiful, very moving, this is absolutely undeniable, on weekdays, her eldest sister's demeanor is heroic, but on that day, the style of her covering her ass and hiding away was too moving, so that the surrounding scenery turned black and white in an instant.

Ye Bihuang remembered that scene in his heart, maybe because of the light, or because of the blush on his face, which made Ye Bihuang intoxicated.

Ye Bihuang painted, and soon, after he finished the painting, he directly withdrew it into his sword-shaped imprint space, he wouldn't take it out to see it, he had nothing to take out and recall, after receiving all the brushes and the like into the sword-shaped imprint, Ye Bihuang returned to the purple shirt room again, but found that she was holding a book in her hand, lying on the bed, supporting her chest with both hands, her feet slightly raised, and shaking gently.

There was no doubt that she was reading.

Hearing someone push the door in, Zishan immediately turned her head, and she looked very happy: "Bihuang, you're here!" ”

"Huh? It's like you know. ”

The purple shirt raised the sketch he had just thrown in the room: "I think the person who has this idle time is you, hehe." ”

"If you know I'm coming, why don't you go out and look for me?" Ye Bihuang sat on the bed, took out his hand, and gently patted the buttocks of the purple shirt.

Zi Shirt shrank his hips, and then said: "Since you are gone, there must be a reason, if you want to come again, it is very easy, why should I bother to find you?" In case the two of us just miss it, that's the first time it's funny. ”

Ye Bihuang smiled: "Your analysis is also reasonable. ”

The purple shirt pursed his cherry mouth, and suddenly got up and sat at the head of the bed with his buttocks crossed: "Say, what is the matter with me?" ”

"I'm thinking, your sisters have gone out to live a good life, and you stay here by yourself, aren't you bored?"

"Hee-hee, what kind of work are you going to arrange for me? Say it, promise to complete the task. ”

Ye Bihuang glanced at the purple shirt's delicate lips: "I won't go around the bend, I just came here to tell you, if you can, can you come to my house to take care of me, by the way to take care of my parents, you can read in the morning, afternoon and evening, occasionally clean the room, and cook all day, is it okay?" ”

Zishan's eyes lit up: "Wouldn't you be able to accompany me every day?" ”

Ye Bihuang sneered: "I'm afraid this can't be, because I have to go to school on weekdays, or I have other things to do when I go out, but I am usually at home at night, if you agree, you can help me warm my bed at night." ”

"Warm the bed? Say it lightly. When Ye Zishan heard Ye Bihuang's words, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a mischievous smile, "Do you dare to tell your parents that I am your girlfriend?" As long as you dare, what if I warm your bed? ”

Ye Bihuang's head was full of black lines: "It's not impossible, but I'm waiting for a year or two, purple shirt, I'm not an adult yet!" ”

"You still know that you are not an adult, looking at your women are in their twenties, sometimes I wonder if you have a tendency to be a royal sister." Don't look at the purple shirt who is quiet on weekdays, basically doesn't speak, only likes to read, in fact, it's because there are too many women around Ye Bihuang, she can't even talk if she wants to! Now the women in the mission hall have been called out by him, and finally there is a vacancy, and the two are now meeting alone, and they are also looking at each other, with affection, how can they have nothing to say.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "You just say it, agree or disagree, in fact, it's just a matter of two words." ”

The purple shirt pursed his lips: "How to drop?" You still want to force me to fail? As he spoke, he held the big rag doll beside him in his arms, held the book in his hand, and turned around.

Ye Bihuang smiled: "You know, I never force my own women, in fact, I am asking for your opinion." ”

Zi Shirt didn't speak, Ye Bihuang "snapped" and stroked Zi Shan's buttocks: "I don't agree, I seem to be very aggrieved, I didn't beat you or scold you, don't I discuss this with you." ”

"Take your hands off." The purple shirt was touched by Ye Bihuang's buttocks, and she felt itchy, she bit her lower lip lightly, trying not to laugh out loud, but said seriously.

Ye Bihuang smiled: "What can you do if I don't take it away?" ”

"It's so itchy! Take it away! Zi Shan finally couldn't hold back, giggled, she stretched out her hand to take away Ye Bihuang's big hand that was making a fool of herself on her buttocks, but she didn't expect to be restrained by this guy.

Ye Bihuang gently pressed his body against Zishan's body, blew hot air in her ear, and said softly: "Zishan, will the two of us be together tonight?" ”

Remembering that after taking away her red pill with Zishan last time, he never stayed with her again, and never spent time with her again, Ye Bihuang felt a little guilty, and let the good yellow flower girl let the family guard the empty room by themselves, and the other party only likes to be alone, waiting stupidly, how can I not say it? I can go to Sister Suyan, I can go to Ye Zi, I can go to the sisters, but why can't I come to Zishan?

Ye Bihuang wanted to compensate for the purple shirt, at least give her her own arms and give her her own warmth.

Ye Bihuang gently picked up the purple shirt from the bed with his backhand and gently hugged her in his arms.