Mr. Shan's gaze kept tracing the silent left hand:

The fingers are slender, the joints are strong, the fingertips are a little calloused, and when you press the keyboard, there are faint green tendons on the back of your hand.

This is a pair of special hands, powerful and good-looking.

The more I looked, the more I liked it, and the mountain couldn't help but stretch out his salty pig hand, touching, rubbing, and pinching.

The silent writing program stopped, and looked at him deeply: "What's wrong?" ”

A deep and deep voice, with some deep desire. Hope.

Mr. Shan coughed slightly, and deliberately pinched his left ring finger: "It's nothing, the ice cubes will give you a ten-day vacation, let's go on a trip." ”

Silence: "Okay. ”

Mr. Shan grinned, stretched out his paws, and deliberately clasped with his silent left hand, and grabbed it like a crab, and it felt quite good.

I thought to myself: this ring finger is the size of a large ring.

Buy a ring in platinum, the simplest one, silence definitely doesn't like complicated ring types.

Seeing the young man happily holding his hand, his silent eyes instantly darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Mr. Shan didn't know about this, and continued to hold the silent hand, fantasizing about himself wearing a black suit and marrying Silence in a white wedding dress...

Trembling, it's still a fantasy.

It's hard to imagine what silence looks like in a white wedding dress...

After touching enough hands and eating enough tofu, Mr. Shan let go, and he already had the approximate size range of the ring in his mind.

"I'll go take a shower first, and you get on with your work." Mr. Shan stretched and yawned and walked to the bathroom.

In the eyes of silence, this is undoubtedly a move of "running away after hooking people".

In the cold winter months, taking a warm hot bath is a very happy thing.

The bathtub is full of hot water, seeping into the skin and dispelling the cold, and the mountain always smears it with shower gel, and hums a song to wash and scrub. The bathtub was full of white bubbles, and there was a small yellow duck floating on the water.

Mr. Shan lay in the bathtub, like a child, chasing the little yellow duck with his fingers and floating.

He was fantasizing about wearing a ring in silence when the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Mr. Shan was playing with the little yellow duck and had a lot of fun, and he couldn't help but see the figure in the steaming mist: "Silence? ”

Undresses silently and calmly, revealing a perfectly textured body.

"Wash together."

Mr. Shan: ...

It's all old husbands and old men, and Mr. Shan understands the silent eyes too well... It's not a shared bath in the traditional sense, and something unavoidable happens.

Mr. Shan's face fell, and the bad memories of last night came to his heart, and Lao Tzu still had a backache, so he said angrily: "Wash it, wash it, don't do anything else!"

The silence was crisp and crisp: "Hmm."

Ten minutes later.

Mr. Shan lay softly on the edge of the bathtub, his wet yellow curly hair hanging on his forehead, gritting his teeth to accept the violation, desperately leaning his neck to gasp.

The water splashed around, and the little yellow duck floating on the foamy water staggered.

"Slow down...... Slow down...... "Mr. Shan has a sore back, and he can't say a word.

Master, I won't just touch your hand! As for such a pair of Lao Tzu!

, slow down!

Silence suddenly covered him without warning, and Mr. Shan frowned, numb from the violent impact, and his body boiled.

"You like my hands?"

"No...... Dislike...... Exercise...... Finger out ......"

The movement continued until late at night, and then it slowly fell silent.

In short, Mr. Shan couldn't get up on time the next day.

In short, Mr. Shan knew the size of the silent finger smoothly and with great clarity......