"If I don't come out, do you rush in and help me wash, then I'll wait for you inside." Yan Yijun laughed evilly, and when he saw the shy little villain, he walked to the bathroom in a big mood.

Zhou Qiyin heard the footsteps and had already entered the bathroom, so he breathed a sigh of relief and opened the quilt, but fortunately there was not much wet on his body, and it would dry after a while.

Unexpectedly, in less than five minutes, Yan Yijun poked his head out of it, "Little villain, where is the bathrobe?" ”

"Inside, on the third floor." When Zhou Qiyin heard his voice, he was sleepy, but he instantly sobered up and roared angrily.

Yan Yijun closed the door, and after a while, he continued to probe out and ask. "I didn't find it, is there no bathrobe?"

Zhou Qiyin glanced at Yan Yijun, and said viciously, "You look for it again." ”

"I can't find it."

Yan Yijun said innocently.

"Then don't wear it."

"Okay, then I'm out." Yan Yijun nodded seriously, it sounded like a good idea, and after speaking, he opened the door, as if he could snatch the door out in the next second.

Zhou Qiyin hurriedly stopped, "Don't, don't." ”

Hurriedly took out a new bathrobe from the closet.

When he walked over quickly and handed it to Yan Yijun, he didn't expect that he didn't take it, but he grabbed her, pulled her closer to the bathroom, and pressed her against the door.

The world was spinning, and she didn't have time to react, so she came to a sultry door.

Zhou Qiyin saw the handsome face close at hand, with a wicked smile on his face, and his eyes moved to the bottom of his body,

At this time, he was not wearing an inch, obviously he had already put on a bathrobe, and the muscles on his chest were loosely exposed.

"Yan Yijun, you dare to lie to me." Zhou Qiyin pushed him away, but like Mount Tai, he couldn't push him.

"How can this be called deception?" Yan Yijun looked at the angry red-faced little villain, more and more sexy, and a little more cute.

"What's that called?" Zhou Qiyin blurted out.

"Seduce." Yan Yijun replied seriously.

"......" Zhou Qiyin was speechless.

To treat a hooligan is to be a rogue even more than he is.

Shui Dexiang's truth doesn't work in front of Yan Yijun.

He seemed to be getting more and more excited about him as he became more and more hooligan.

"After taking a shower, you can go." Zhou Qiyin frowned in disgust.

"Okay, then I'll swagger past the housekeeper's room in a bathrobe, and I'll wake her up later, I don't know what she'll misunderstand." Yan Yijun lowered her head and said in her ear, and kissed her earlobe wickedly.

"Then go back from where you came from." Zhou Qiyin dodged and slipped through his arm, causing him to pounce.

"It's raining outside, and I've finally finished taking a shower, and I'm getting wet again after a while." Yan Yijun saw the little villain break free, and she was not in a hurry, and looked at her with a smile.

"And what do you want?" Zhou Qiyin was compromised by his scoundrels.

grinded until his temper was gone.

"Blow my hair first." Yan Yijun turned his head and took out the hair dryer from the cabinet, and after turning on the electricity, he handed it to the little villain and motioned for her to take it.

Zhou Qiyin took a deep breath and slandered in his heart, I will bear with you for a while.

"You go low, I can't blow it." Zhou Qiyin picked up the hair dryer, raised his head to look at Yan Yijun, who was more than one meter eight, and said with disgust.

Yan Yijun hugged the little villain face to face and let her legs be forked. On his waist, just the height is enough to help him blow his hair.

Zhou Qiyin was already hugged by him before he could react, and his legs were unnaturally wrapped around his waist, her pajamas tonight were skirts, and why was this posture so ambiguous. Dark?