Chapter Twenty-Five: Alone in a Room

It's tempting

Damn

The thighs are all out

Ip Man was sitting on pins and needles, and he was reluctant to blink his eyes, the little skirt, the pantyhose, and finally even the underwear were all faded off by the diva, but this thing was unfortunately blocked by the bath towel attached to the glass, Ip Man just glanced at it, and barely saw the color of the thing - it was coffee-colored, the pattern and the like were not seen clearly, and the movement was too fast.

But it seems to be a more transparent material and style, because the light on the washstand is aimed at Ip Man, and when the queen takes off her underwear and hangs it, she is hit by the light, and the underwear is obviously penetrated by the light, so it must not be thick, and it may even be hollowed out.

Behind the glass.

Zhao Ying is still changing.

This time I may be taking off my shirt and bra, but the angle is too hidden, this time it is really blocked, I can't see anything, I can only see the shadow under the glass, a delicate shadow is twisting, it is hit by the light overhead, there is a bulging ball shadow also shakes from time to time, trembling, I don't know if it is the thing that Ye Man guessed, anyway, it is very big.

Suddenly, a strand of hair poked out

Ip Man has actually been tense all over his body, always vigilant, as soon as he saw that his hair was thrown out a little, it was not far from his head, Ip Man was afraid that Zhao Ying was "checking the post", so he turned around quickly, pretending to look at the window curtain in a daze, this guy has been running and exercising every day these days, and push-ups and sit-ups are done countless times, anyway, he is idle with his family, so his physical fitness has also improved a little bit, and he reacts quickly.

Five seconds......

Ten seconds......

There was a boom, and the sound of the water was ringing.

Ye Man had the courage to turn around again, he couldn't see the hair of the queen anymore, but he could see two beautiful legs standing behind the glass, and the bath towel blocking the glass only covered Zhao Ying's upper body, at most plus interrupted position, but the thighs couldn't cover it, and the bath towel was not long enough.

That leg, don't mention it

The diva is not so thin, but her figure is very well-proportioned, standard B type.

Ye Man stared at his eyes without blinking, and even the sweat pores on the thighs of the queen of heaven could be clearly seen, this picture was undoubtedly too blood-pumping for him

Wash your hair and apply bath gel.

The foam of the white flowers flowed down her thighs, passed through her knees, calves, ankles, and finally fell into the sink, the picture was too beautiful to look at

Forget it, let's take another look.

Ip Man is called a pleasing to the eye

Half an hour passed.

The sound of the water stopped, and the queen began to wipe herself with a second bath towel.

Ye Man didn't dare to take risks at this time, he had seen almost everything he should see, and turned around one by one, still looking at the curtain in the posture he had just seen.

After another moment.

Slippers came out with the sound of water.

"You're done?" Ip Man didn't turn back.

"Hmm." Zhao Ying gave him such a word.

Ye Man dared to look back at it, originally he thought that the queen of heaven would not wear clothes, just wear underwear and a bath towel, who would have thought that people would still wear them all, except for the stockings that were not worn, the others were no different from before she took a bath, the red shirt and the little black dress were all on her body.

But when he thought about it, he understood that the words wrapped in a bath towel were too revealing, and the words of a bathrobe and yukata ......

This little broken express hotel doesn't have this equipment

Ip Man stood up, "You sleep, then I'll take a shower too." "He didn't bother to take a shower when he was tired yesterday, and he must have washed today, otherwise it wouldn't be like that.

Zhao Ying ignored him and got on the bed by herself.

Ip Man always felt a little nervous, the small hotel, the lonely man and the widow, always made him want to deviate.

After taking off his clothes, he quietly looked into the house through the temporary curtain made of a bath towel, and saw that the queen of heaven was facing away from him, holding Ip Man's and looking at it, obviously, he didn't pay attention to Ip Man's bath at all.

Ye Man was relieved, too, the queen of heaven must not be able to help but watch it when she takes a bath, but when she takes a bath by herself, how can the queen of heaven watch it

Wash it.

Ip Man let go, washed his hair, and applied bath gel.

After washing, Ip Man found a problem, there were two bath towels in the house, one was hung on the baffle, and the other was used by Zhao Ying, after hesitating for a long time, Ip Man still grabbed the used bath towel thrown by the queen of heaven on the sink and wiped his body for himself.

It is fragrant and very light.

The scent of a mature woman on the body of a diva.

Ye Man wiped it a little confused, and then went out in his autumn coat and pants, without a coat, "No towel, I used the one you just used." ”

Zhao Ying didn't reply, still reading.

Ip Man looked at his watch, "It's past ten o'clock, you don't sleep?" ”

"Not sleepy." Zhao Ying said indifferently.

"It's okay, you sleep with yours, I'll just make do with the table." He knew that the queen of heaven might be afraid of inconvenience, so he went to the table at the end of the bed, he had to be a little gentlemanly, ladies first, so he tried to lie down on the table, no, the table immediately creaked, and almost collapsed.

, Because it is a simple table embedded in the wall, the legs under it are not strong, so it can't support Ip Man's weight, and the table is too narrow to lie down, so Ip Man had to sit on the table with his legs on his feet, and then leaned against the wall.

Zhao Ying looked at him and raised his hand to turn off the light.

In the dark, the queen seemed to throw down the book and lay down under the covers.

Ip Man also closed his eyes and tried to sleep, he definitely couldn't get out, so let's stay overnight.

I don't know how long.

The shouting woke Ip Man up.

"Zhao Ying"

"Miss Zhao, I love you"

"Miss Zhao, don't fall in love"

"That bastard, let go of your stinky hands, don't touch my Miss Zhao"

It turned out to be a fan of the queen of heaven, and there were still people who hadn't left in the middle of the night, but Ye Man woke up, and his body balance immediately lost control, and he fell to the ground with a pop, and the pain made him sigh for a long time, "Sizzle"

Zhao Ying also got up, but it seemed that she didn't seem to be asleep, her eyes were very clear, and she didn't care about Ip Man first, but went to the window to open a little curtain to look down, and then went over to Ip Man, "How is it?" ”

Ip Man said in pain: "It's okay, sizzle, it's just a big fall" and slowly got up, "There are so many people outside?" These voices scared me. ”

Zhao Ying said coldly: "There are still thirty or forty people." ”

Seeing what time it was, Ip Man was speechless, "It's one o'clock in the morning."

The fans of the diva can really be said to be fanatical, and Ip Man can't compare.

Seeing that Ye Man was fine, Zhao Ying got into bed and got into the quilt, but this time she was lying very far outside, and then looked at him, "Sleep on the bed." ”

Ip Man said dumbly: "It's not suitable, right?" ”

Zhao Ying said unceremoniously: "Then you can do whatever you want." ”

"Eh, don't, I'll sleep, I'll sleep." Ip Man is polite, it's too uncomfortable to sit and sleep, his back hurts, and he almost fell him, the queen of heaven opened his mouth to let him go to sleep, where would Ip Man refuse, this guy would like to be able to share the bed with Zhao Ying.

With excitement, Ip Man went up with his slippers, pulled open the bed, and got in.

As soon as the quilt was opened, a fragrant breath on the queen's body was pressed, and Ye Man was tired of it, and there was a quilt on the bed, and it was all open under the quilt.

Zhao Ying lay flat on the northernmost side.

Ip Man was lying on the south side, a little distance from her in the middle, but it was not big, after all, the bed was so big, and it was not possible to stay far away.

The night was silent.

No one shouted at the bottom.

Ye Man heard the sound of his own heartbeat, puffing, as if it was louder than the shouts of the fans just now, and then, the sound of even breathing of the queen of heaven also came from his left ear.

"Miss Zhao, have you slept?"

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't sleep? I can't sleep either, I just fell hard. ”

"I'm asleep."

"Khan, then you wait a while, listen to me, I may want your help......"

"Do you want to take the road of filming in the future?"

"That's not it, it's just a temporary cameo, I'll try."

"Oh."

"Okay?"

"Wait for my news."

"Well, I'll thank you first."

Zhao Ying said to wait for her news, but Ye Man knew that it would be no problem for the queen to say this, and others didn't have this energy, but she still had it.

Experience the ...... of acting

As an immortal cultivator, it's the first time...

The atmosphere in the room was silent again.

This is sleeping in the same bed with the queen of heaven and sleeping in a bed

After a long time, Zhao Ying may have fallen asleep, and as soon as she turned over and threw off the quilt, she was already sleeping in clothes, and it must have been hot.

As a result, Ip Man has eyes, his eyes have adapted to the darkness, and he can see very clearly, the queen of heaven turned over and turned towards Ip Man, and he was much closer to him all of a sudden, one of Zhao Ying's beautiful legs was still bent in front of her, her little black dress was not long, her legs were supported, and the skirt was also stretched out for the most part, and a touch of coffee-colored hollow fabric faintly jumped out of the black skirt, and Ye Man's heart was gone, and her eyes frequently entered the skirt of her black dress.

Then, Zhao Ying, who was asleep, adjusted the posture of her body again, and this time, the red shirt on her chest was also squeezed crookedly, the neckline was bulging, the cleavage was bottomless, and where the chest was buttoned, the tight shirt material was also exposed, and a little trace of the coffee-colored bra was thrown out.

For a moment, he remembered a quote from Shakespeare.

Is it touching?

Or don't touch?

That's a problem

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