The boy who ran out of the door ran straight to Qingyin's bedroom.

This is her home, she is the master, her own room is haunted, and she is responsible!

Qingyin's bed was large, enough to sleep three or four people, and she was now lying on it alone, looking small.

The boy stood in front of her bed, just motionless and staring at her.

She was dressed in white pajamas, exactly like the "female ghost" who told her to go back to sleep, but her hair was not draped or obscured from her flawless little face. Sleeping, she pouted her cute little mouth, so she wanted to let people kiss Fangze. As she breathed, her tall breasts fell together, and people couldn't help but want to hold it in their hands and play with it.

But desire is the original sin, and Morrowind doesn't want to see the sun tomorrow.

The gentleman doesn't move his feet, he doesn't move his hands, he can move his feet. As soon as he took off his shoes, he climbed onto the woman's bed, and at the same time smiled in his mouth: "Relying on you, I have a sense of security, you are an S-level powerhouse, and the female ghost should not dare to come." ”

There was no dream all night, and Morrowind slept very well this night.

Sure enough, it is still useful to sleep with an S-level powerhouse, and the female ghost has never come again, whether in a dream or outside a dream.

But there are no female ghosts, why are there ghosts pressing the bed, he feels heavy in his chest.

The boy reached for his chest, and then, he touched a stuffy mass.

“……”

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the woman who was supposed to be sleeping next to him was actually ...... His head was lying on his chest, and a pair of small hands were still wrapped around his waist.

The boy sat up, and he repeatedly confirmed that he had not moved in his sleep, and that she had deviated from her original position.

Yes, she is the one who makes mistakes, and she is not at fault at all!

Since you're inducing sin, wouldn't I do something about it......

The boy thought evilly, and one hand continued to stroke the woman's hair, while raising the other hand to pinch her pretty face. In addition, his eyes were not idle, at this moment the woman's collar happened to be open to him, and the two white masses inside exuded a moving brilliance, and he would not be at a loss if he did not glance at it.

Bang......

Good times are not destined to last long.

"Ah, my head, my old waist, my ......," the boy wailed as he slumped on the ground in the corner of the wall.

Obviously, I didn't make a mistake, why am I so unlucky?

Just now, before his hand touched the woman's face, he was hit out by the woman's fist, although she didn't use the ability, but this punch was not light, if it wasn't for the wall to block it, he estimated that he would fly out of the castle directly and fall into the sea.

"Who made you touch my head?!" The woman stared at a pair of large eyes, and there seemed to be anger burning in them.

"You're on my chest." The boy defended himself.

But here in Qingyin, even if he is reasonable, it is useless.

"And who allowed you to climb into my bed?" The woman said again.

"My house is haunted, and I can only sleep peacefully next to you." The teenager spread his hands and said that he was also helpless.

"That's not going to work, you can make a bunk, but you just can't get into my bed. She is still an innocent woman, even if Ah Yi, I have never let him go to my bed. The woman's voice suddenly cried again, "If you go to my bed again, I will ......"

"What about you?" I have to say that Morrowind didn't have any resistance to her crying, and when he saw that she was about to cry again, his voice immediately became anxious.

"I, I'll move to Ah Yi's side to live, anyway, he is my rightful boyfriend, and it's a matter of time before I sleep with him." The woman rubbed her reddened eyes and muttered in a low voice, "No matter what, I won't let other men tarnish my innocence." ”

“……”

She actually said this, Chenfeng was a little unexpected, and at the same time her heart became sour, it turned out that in her heart, she was no different from other men.

But she is obviously a strong person, the kind of strong person who can turn herself into ashes with a casual breath, why does she have to use the means of pretending to be weak?

If an outsider doesn't know his identity with her, at first glance, he will definitely think that she is a pitiful weak woman, and he is a scumbag who likes to bully women.

Thankfully, thankfully, there's no one else here.

Enduring the pain, the young man comforted her and said, "Okay, okay, I'll do it in the future." ”

Why is he the one who was hurt, he was the one who took the initiative to apologize, and it was he who expressed comfort in a gentle voice.

In the end, is there any heavenly principle, and is there still a royal law???

Well, she's strong, and she's right about everything. No, she is "weak", she is right in everything she says.

Chenfeng was very helpless, but the reality was so cruel, he stood up "strong", looked at the woman, and said, "Get up, didn't you say that you want to guide me in special training today!" ”

"Well, then you go out first, and people have to change their clothes." The woman nodded slightly, looking very well-behaved.

Alas...... You just keep pretending.

If there is no audience, no one who cooperates with you, look at who you pretend to be!

Thinking of this, the boy strode out and closed the door by the way.

If you don't let you look at it, you won't look at it, and Lao Tzu is not the kind of person who has to watch a woman change her clothes.

In the bedroom, looking at the door that slammed shut, the woman's pink lips opened and closed slightly, although there was no sound, but looking at the shape of her mouth, it seemed that she could recognize that she said three words - really boring.

The white brocade pajamas slashed down her jade-like shoulders, revealing a pair of crisp breasts that could intoxicate countless men, and the two dots of pink on them were like budding flower bones, exuding an incomparably attractive atmosphere.

The woman's hand gently stroked along the astonishing streamline, and murmured softly: "Master, if it were you, how good it would be, Yin'er has been waiting for you for ten years, and she will continue to wait...... Yin'er's heart and body will always belong to you, and it will only be yours...... Where the hell are you, Master, I know you won't just die quietly......"

"He looks like you, but he's not you. No matter your age, your strength, or anything else, he's nowhere near as good as you. In him, Yin'er doesn't feel your heroism, he is more ...... The breath of the small people in the market. A hint of regret flashed in the woman's eyes.

When she saw Morrowind for the first time, she also expected him to be him, but after getting along, she was more disappointed.

There was no comparison between him and the person in her impression. For her, that person is the sky, the sky that shelters her from the wind and rain, the sea, the sea that allows her to swim. But Morrowind, in her eyes, he is just a slightly tenacious little grass, only caring about the growth of one person, and there is a possibility of dying at any time.

Even if her appearance is overwhelming, who can she show her?

He Yi? She just wanted to repay him for ten years of kindness, and her love for him was far less deep, so deep that she was willing to sacrifice all her beauty.