The demon was smiling at her, and his muscular body covered her body.

"Uh......" Yin Yifan was almost distracted by him, "Wait a minute, no!" ”

"Why not?" His hand went down......

"My aunt is here!" Yin Yifan almost roared, for fear that he wouldn't hear it.

"Woman, I'm not deaf!" Long Jingteng's tone was a little angry.

Yin Yifan felt that the demon's hand was not moving, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard a faint voice sound, puzzled, "What are you doing with your eldest aunt to the villa?" ”

“……”

Yin Yifan was struck like thunder, staring at him in disbelief, sensing that the demonic hand continued to move, she spoke again: "Hey! Do you really not understand or do you not understand? ”

The meaning of the great aunt that the young master of the emotional demon didn't understand?

"Hmm......"

Her little mouth was staked, and Yin Yifan clearly felt his urgency, and hurriedly pushed him away, eagerly reiterating.

"Long Jingteng, do you have humanity, you still don't let me go when I have a period?! Menstrual period! Menstruation! Do you understand?! ”

The atmosphere immediately became eerie.

Long Jingteng's dark eyes fixed on her face tightly, and her eyes were full of exploration and confusion.

Yin Yifan suddenly felt a cool feeling at the base of his legs, "Hey! I said I'm coming to ...... month."

"Spoiled!"

The man's eyes were staring at the redness of the place, and his voice was mixed with a hint of displeasure.

Long Jingteng got up from her and walked into the bathroom shirtless, Yin Yifan looked at the tall back and breathed a sigh of relief.

This devil is still a bit human, and he didn't force her to run the red light.

An hour later, Long Jingteng came out of the bathroom, with short undried hair and dripping water, wrapped in a black bathrobe, with a half-open neckline, revealing a large area of toned chest muscles.

And Yin Yifan had already wrapped himself tightly, shrunk at the head of the bed, and looked at him with small eyes guarded.

The man sat down on the European-style sofa, his two long legs resting on the coffee table, and his lazy sitting posture was all high up.

"Come here." He gave orders to Yin Yifan, who was huddled in a ball on the bed.

"What to do, what to do?"

"Blow my hair!"

Yin Yifan accepted his fate, walked over, turned out the hair dryer, and carefully served the demon.

Her fingers were very soft, gently running through the ends of his hair, the strength was not slow, not urgent, not light or heavy, Long Jingteng's eyes knocked slightly, quietly enjoying.

"Stop blowing, give me a shoulder press!" Long Jingteng's voice was hoarse, with a hint of melancholy anger.

He hurried back with an excited face, but the meat in his mouth was not edible, Shit!

Yin Yifan resisted the urge to smash him to death with a hair dryer, gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and massaged the demon again.

"One point, wrong press!"

"One more point!"

"Arm too!"

"And the arms!"

"Yin Yifan, you haven't eaten? A little harder......"

Yin Yifan has countless grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, ahhhhh I really want to beat Long Jingteng to death!

The devil's body was simply made of steel plates, and when she beat it, her hands turned red, and the hateful thing was that the devil still felt that she didn't use all her strength.

"Don't press it!" Long Jing stopped her with a loud voice.

Damn, he actually reacted, and if he pressed it again, he would light a fire sooner or later.

Long Jingteng stretched out his long arm and scooped Yin Yifan into his arms, his slender fingers grabbed her chin, and asked, "When will it end?" ”

Yin Yifan reacted for a while before realizing what he was asking, and hurriedly replied: "Half a month." ”

"Woman, do you think all men are so easily fooled? I know it's a week. ”