Chapter 162: The Great God Beauty of the Net Match & Gentle Sick and Delicate Attack (56)

"Actually, I can go on my own." Afraid of falling, Ye Dusheng stretched out his hand to wrap around Gu Mohan's neck, but said on his lips.

"Well, I know, but I like to hold you." Gu Mohan smiled and said dotingly.

Ye Dusheng raised her eyebrows, and when she saw Gu Mohan changing into clean casual clothes, she asked, "Hanhan, are you going back?" ”

Gu Mohan nodded, and explained as he walked towards the guest room: "I can't wear yesterday's clothes, I thought that you should wake up later when you were tired last night, so I made breakfast and went back to change it." But I didn't expect you to wake up so early, Twilight. ”

Seeing Gu Mohan walking towards the guest room, Ye Dusheng rubbed his head into Gu Mohan's arms and said, "My room must be very messy......"

They overplayed last night and made a mess of the room, especially the bed was covered with traces of the love between the two, which should be the reason why Gu Mohan took him to the guest room to sleep.

Gu Mohan lowered his eyes, saw that Ye Dusheng's face was flushed, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and smiled softly: "When I got up in the morning, I had already cleaned up your room, and the sheets were also washed in the washing machine." ”

"When are you ........." Ye Dusheng raised her head when she heard this and wanted to ask Gu Mohan when she would get up, but before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw a faint dark circle under Gu Mohan's eyes: "Hanhan, you ...... last night Didn't sleep? ”

At this time, he had already walked to the bed side of the guest room, Gu Mohan turned around and sat on the bed first, then gently put Ye Dusheng on his lap, wrapped his arm around his shoulder and said, "Hmm...... Twilight, let's not talk about that, I'll give you the medicine first, and then I'll go to breakfast. After eating, I'll take you to another place and tell you about my past. ”

"Your past? You mentioned your sister yesterday, is it about your sister? Ye Dusheng pretended not to know.

"Well, it's about my sister. Come, Twilight, let's rub the medicine first, and you lie on me reflexively. Gu Mohan said.

Thinking of the place behind him, Ye Dusheng was a little embarrassed and said, "No need, Hanhan, you go out, I can rub the medicine myself." ”

Seeing that Ye Dusheng wanted to break free from his embrace, Gu Mohan hurriedly pulled Ye Dusheng, and then reflexively threw Ye Dusheng on the bed and gently pressed it under him: "I've eaten and wiped it clean, Twilight, what are you still shy?" ”

Looking at Gu Mohan's smiling eyebrows, Ye Dusheng turned his head and said, "I'm not shy. ”

Well, Twilight isn't shy. Well, let's rub the medicine first, Twilight you roll over. Gu Mohan glanced at Ye Dusheng's reddened ears with a smile, and then stood up.

"Don't talk to me in a childlike tone." said so, but Ye Dusheng still turned over obediently.

"Okay." Gu Mohan said as he slowly took off Ye Dusheng's pants.

The pants slowly faded, Ye Dusheng's round and white buttocks entered Gu Mohan's sight, when the fingertips touched Ye Dusheng's tender skin, and when his eyes touched Ye Dusheng's red and swollen chrysanthemum acupoint, Gu Mohan's eyes darkened a little, and his gaze became deeper and deeper.

Feeling that his pants were all off, his skin had been in contact with the cold air for a while, but Gu Mohan hadn't started to rub the medicine yet, Ye Dusheng turned his head suspiciously, and saw Gu Mohan staring directly at his back.

"Cold ......" Ye Dusheng pursed his lips and called.

"Twilight, don't worry, I've had enough last night." Gu Mohan came back to his senses, showed a smile like a spring breeze, and then picked up the ointment on the side and opened it.

Applying the ointment evenly to his index finger, Gu Mohan said distressedly: "Twilight, you bear with it, I'm going to apply medicine to you." ”

"Hmm......" Ye Dusheng grabbed the sheets, closed his eyes, and bit his lip.

Gu Mohan glanced at Ye Dusheng, then bent down and slowly probed the index finger of his right hand, which was covered with ointment, into the chrysanthemum hole......