Ying Lili staggered into the toilet, and the moment she closed the door, the whole person seemed to have been sucked out of the bones from head to toe, her body was weak, she leaned weakly on the back of the door, and her delicate little face was full of burning clouds.

"Bastard ......"

Ying Lili muttered softly, feeling the wet coolness under her skirt, and the urge to find a crack in the ground to get into it was as strong as the thought of killing Yile.

It's a shame that I was massaged to ......

……

After wiping the remaining ointment on his hands, Yi Le threw his hand away, looking at the paper towel that crossed an arc in mid-air and fell into the trash can accurately, he suddenly raised his hand and put it in front of his nose and sniffed.

In an instant, the pungent smell of the ointment poured in, and at the same time, a wonderful smell was also captured by Yile's sense of smell, which smelled good, making him subconsciously increase his breathing.

"Am I a pervert?!"

Yile suddenly reacted and pumped herself! The old man scolded with a red face, a little calm, although he had removed his hand, but the faint fragrance still shrouded his sense of smell.

In order not to let himself be cranky, Ile blew up the balloon again.

After a while, Ying Lili walked back to the living room.

Seeing her coming, Yi Le suddenly felt a little weak, hurriedly knotted the balloon full of air in his hand, and pretended to be calm and said, "That, cough...... Feet, do you still hurt your feet? ”

“…… Much better. ”

Ying Lili sat down beside Yile with her still weak legs, hesitated, blushed, and replied a little sullenly.

In fact, she didn't plan to pay attention to Yile just now, this bastard, hurt her now...... Now the fat ci is still wet, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that he can't blame him, it's his body that is too annoying.

"That's good."

Yi Le suppressed his feelings and quickly changed the topic: "Let's continue." Well, give me these balloons, you blow those letter-shaped aluminum balloons, it's very simple, just blow slowly with a straw. ”

Ile bent down and pulled out a pack of golden-yellow, foiled aluminium balloons that glittered in the light from a bag on the ground. These balloons are in the shape of different letters, and there are about a dozen of them, which are connected to the word "happy birthday".

"Hmm."

Ying Lili took the balloon handed over by Yile, looked at it with a little interest, and then picked up the straw and began to blow.

After the balloon was almost blown up, the two of them began to get busy.

"Stupid! The letter is at the end, aren't you half British? How can this word be wrong? ”

"Less, less verbose! I know! ”

Ying Lili retorted with a blushing face, and shook the dazzling double ponytail on the back of her head weakly, how embarrassed she was to say that she had never failed her English grades.

The two of them glued the letter-shaped aluminum balloons to the wall of the living room in order, and then pasted the colorful ordinary balloons irregularly, and Yile also found a ladder and glued a lot of balloons to the ceiling......

"What do you do with these plastic ribbons?"

"Hmm...... Stick it to the wall in waves. ”

After spending a lot of effort, nearly an hour later, Yile glanced at the decently arranged living room with satisfaction, and said to Ying Lili beside him: "That's it." It's past five o'clock, Kirino should be back soon, I'll go cook, and Yingli will stay here to eat. ”