Chapter 889: Ink
This trick definitely didn't work for me.
We're all here!
I showed an extraordinary ability to deal with it.
It's like the kind of fight and wrestling he had when he was a kid.
The material of the skirt was very smooth when it was wet, and I flicked my tail like a fish to dodge.
He pressed his back against the glass door that I locked when I came in, and wouldn't let him open it.
After a stalemate of two or three minutes, I knew that I was far from being an opponent, and Meng Qin only dared not make a heavy hand because of my tricks.
Sensing that his patience was about to run out, I immediately took out the killer weapon of pretending to cry, "If you don't go out, my stomach hurts, I hurt everywhere......
Meng Qin's palm was still covering in front of my eyes, and an emotional inexplicable laugh came out of his throat, "You've only been sleeping for a while, why did you wake up suddenly?"
"I have nightmares, dreams that you don't want me anymore, and I can't sleep well without a bath."
I cried with a sad face, "Meng Qin, can you take your hand away, I want to see you."
"No, you can't."
Meng Qin's breathing was slightly uneven, "In this way, let's go out first and talk slowly."
I hugged him and stopped talking.
Silent superficial attitude, resolutely not going out!
"Should?"
Meng Qin called me twice, felt the moistness and heat in his palm, and then took his hand and raised my chin, "Why are you still wronged?"
The sky is above!
It's the first time I've realized that my acting skills are so high.
He looked at him with tears in his eyes, but still did not speak.
Hey~ your own product.
Ponder what happened to me.
Find the reason in yourself.
The surrounding atmosphere becomes subtle and ambiguous.
Meng Qin's wet hair was stacked behind his head, and water beads were still flowing down the ends of his hair.
Looking into my eyes, the red silk under Meng Qin's eyes gradually increased.
After a few seconds, he suppressed his voice and whispered, "Yes, you can't do this."
I looked away, tears crackling, "I'm so ashamed, I'm all in, and I'm going to be kicked out by you."
As soon as the voice came out, I seemed to be really ashamed, and I couldn't even figure out whether I was acting, or if I had a real feeling of true feelings after entering the play.
"Meng Qin, don't think I'm a very casual person, I'm very sober, I just want to do this kind of thing with you, I also know that I owe you, if you say you annoy me, you hate me, then I won't dangle in front of your eyes for a minute, it's just that you said you like me, then I'm afraid that I can't always accompany you, my life is really too long, I can't see that far, I want to live in the moment......
I raised my face to look at him, "Meng Qin, did you refuse because I would hurt you?" If it's a painful thing, not something that makes you feel happy, then I'm ......."
Speaking of which, I was a little incoherent, "But I heard on the radio that boys have this kind of ...... I'm really messed up!"
"Yes, you calm down first."
Meng Qin stroked my face with one hand, rubbed his fingertips under my eyes, and said softly, "In this way, I'll take a shower with you, and then we'll go back to the room to rest, okay?"
It's okay......
I hummed, instinctively to lower my head, but Meng Qin grabbed the back of my head, pressed against his collarbone, and softly comforted me who was restless and turbulent, as if using me as a cover, and then he took advantage of his arm length to open the glass door, pulled the bath towel placed by the door, and wrapped the bath towel around his waist quickly and smoothly, only then did he release me slightly, and said patiently, "Should the water be a little warmer or hotter?"
"Warm water."
I can't say anything at this point.
He walked around his waist and stood under the head of the shower.
The taste was a little weird, he wouldn't let me look down, he wouldn't let me look around, face to face was like dancing with me.
I'm a little confused when I stand up, what does that mean? Take yourself as a potted plant and dry water?
"Meng Qin, please help me change my skirt......
I'll tell you the truth, "It's so unclean."
"Don't speak, don't move."
Meng Qin's breath was calm, and he pointed his finger at my shoulder, "One, two, three, wooden people, it's a point."
I was silent and stared at him.
Meng Qin adjusted the temperature of the water flow and closed his eyes to relieve something.
After a while, he exhaled inexplicably, and then looked at me with fishy eyes, "Timer for five minutes, you are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to move, you can't make a sound, this is a bet, if you lose, you will give me a hundred yuan, you know."
I came to the spirit, stood with my back straight, and my back was still held by him, and my eyes signaled to him that I would definitely win the bet, bet, I was good.
The corners of Meng Qin's lips curled shallowly, and he let out a helpless laugh, and the warm misty water splashed head-on.
I stood still in obedience, and the water flow was very gently adjusted by him, like a rain curtain with temperature, which was very comfortable to pour on my body.
After a while, my hair was soaking wet, and Meng Qin tucked my hair behind my ears.
Seeing that I kept my eyes open, he opened his lips and said, "You can close your eyes, it doesn't count as your foul."
I didn't want to close my eyes, I just wanted to look at him and be surprised that his hair was so amorous and hazy when his hair was wet.
Warm drops of water slid down his brows and down his fair cheeks, mixing with the coldness of his temperament.
The fresh aroma in my nose reminds me of the ink and bamboo forest in the rain.
There are verdant and noble, and there are also smoky and mist, intoxicating and devouring the heart.
The dense atmosphere gradually rises, as if you are in a fairyland on earth.
The inner wall of the glass was warmed with frost, and the occasional stream of water cut a crack, as if cutting through a white paper made of condensed bubbles.
The air was quiet and noisy, but none of us spoke, but the sound of water splashing around our feet.
Meng Qin looked down at me.
Eyes lingered with me in the fog.
Unconsciously, my eyes were a little straight.
I could clearly see that there were droplets of water falling from his Adam's apple, cutting across his collarbone and merging into my collar.
The water vapor condensed on the eyelashes, I was a little uncomfortable hot, and I wanted to ask him if it was less than five minutes, but I saw Meng Qin's face leaning towards me slightly, the red silk at the bottom of his eyes was enchanting, and his voice trembled deeply, "Yingying, I love you, I love you very much."
I suddenly seemed to have some kind of guidance, raised my hand to hold his face, tiptoed slightly, and tasted the drops of water on his thin lips, "Doctor Meng, I admit defeat, I want you, no money, you are really sweet."
In the next moment, the arm on the back of my waist was tightened by Meng Qin, and he kissed me fiercely as if he was going to eat me.
The steps were messily shaking, and there were soaked bath towels that landed on the top of my feet.