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At the back of the hand, the skin that the girl has just showered is slightly cooler, and the smell of familiar shampoo is still floating in the air.

"what!"

Ye Qiao suddenly screamed and grabbed his arm.

Feeling that her fingers on her arms trembled, Ji Mo turned his face with concern.

"Or else, change one?"

Ye Qiao raised his face and smiled back at him. "Don't, the more you are afraid of getting more fun!"

"Are you sure everything is ok?"

"Nothing, don't worry!" She sneaked to him, "but use one arm."

Raising his hand and putting his arm on his shoulder, she rudely leaned on his shoulder, and Jimo thought she was pretending, patted her shoulder comfortably and re-moved the video to the screen.

However, the eyes looked at the screen, but did not see what was being played.

The nose, taste, aroma, a little familiar, that is the taste of his shampoo.

The strange thing is that the shampoo he used all the time, never felt scent before, how was it used by her, suddenly changed?

The film and television on the TV flashed, but his mind was completely absent.

Her hands are on his knees, the whole person is leaning on his arms, and the few birds are dependent on others...

It turned out that this was what he yearned for, and the two people snuggled up to watch the movie, and there was no difference with his arrangement.

but.

He is now completely invisible to the movie, the more he suppresses not thinking about her, the more he can't control it, the instinctive face looks at her.

I saw her looking at the screen intently. After bathing, the face of the powder was not applied, and the light was flickering. The semi-wet hair was messy, but there was no charm...

He couldn't help but bow his head and kissed her on her forehead.

Stinky boy, you know that you can't hold it!

Feeling his movements, Ye Qiao sneered and laughed, but the person kept watching the movie without moving.

Seeing that she did not respond, Ji Mo did not continue to have any further moves - she was watching the film seriously, and he should seriously accompany her to watch the movie.

Forcing himself to regain his gaze and attention, he moved his gaze back to the TV, but the nerves were completely off target.

With the soft body in her arms, she puts the palm of his hand on the lap, the cloak can feel softness and temperature, and the **** shampoo...

The lower abdomen is getting hotter and hotter, and the body is already uncontrollable.

Damn it!

In the heart whispered, Ji Mo gently patted her on the shoulder.

"I am going to a bathroom."

"it is good!"

Ye Qiao straightened up, and Ji Mo immediately got up and fled.

I rushed into the bathroom, closed the door, and washed two faces with cold water. The mood was a little calm, and I returned to the living room to re-stay.

Ye Qiao's face, noticed the water drops on his cheek side, she raised her hand to help him wipe a face.

"So hot?"

"No, I washed my face."

"No wonder, this is all water."

Ye Qiao raised his palm and helped him wipe the ear side. He felt her finger rubbed over the ear side. He couldn't easily calm the mood and ignite instantly. The eyebrows jumped and Ji Mo grabbed a cushion and pressed it onto the leg.

"Nothing, watch a movie!"

Ye Qiao turned around and carefully put his face in front of him and looked around.

"Well, no more!"

Seeing her turning her face, Ji Mo’s sigh of relief.

Ye Qiao leaned back on his shoulder to watch a movie, listening to the more and more rapid breathing of the man on the ear, her heartbeat is getting more and more urgent.

However, for a while, Ji Mo did no further action.