"Yeah, what's wrong?" Yang Ming saw Zhao Ying's expression and asked strangely, "Is this your towel? I'm just using it. You can't be so stingy, right? "
When he passed by a few bars near his home, he heard the deafening howling. It's so late yet so loud. Isn't this disturbing? Yang Ming stopped and looked at the bar with disgust. Then, he turned around and wanted to continue walking forward. Suddenly, he was pulled by someone.
What are you doing? Yang Ming thought, If I want to look at you, it's useless even if you cover it up. It's useless even if you close the door! Yang Ming had already determined that Wang Xiaoyan was a delinquent girl in his heart, so he couldn't bear to see her pure and innocent appearance.
"Yang Ming, are you done? Why are you so slow … ah!" Zhao Ying pointed at the towel Yang Ming used to wipe his face and opened her mouth wide.
"Big brother … you …"
Zhao Ying thought, You're not afraid of being seen by me, but there are other people in front of you! "Xiaoyan, my friend is here. If you're not afraid to look, then so be it!"
"Big brother … you … you want to …" The girl stuttered for a long time, but couldn't say anything.
"Sister Ying, you can't blame me. Besides, I didn't see anything." Yang Ming looked at the angry Zhao Ying and explained helplessly.
Yang Ming thought, I've already told my family that I'll treat you to dinner today. It's okay to go back a little later. But the key problem is, what about my face? If I go back like this, I'll inevitably be questioned again.
"What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked strangely.
"You go to the bathroom and wash your face. I'll apply the medicine for you. It's already ten o 'clock. If you don't go back now, your family will be worried!" Zhao Ying looked at her watch and said worriedly.
"Hmph!" Wang Xiaoyan snorted coldly. She covered her chest with one hand and her lower body with the other. She quickly ran into her bedroom and slammed the door shut with a "bang".
Yang Ming turned around and found that the person who pulled him was a girl with delicate features. She was wearing a school uniform.
Zhao Ying saw Wang Xiaoyan running back to the bedroom. She shook her head and thought, How many times have I said it, this little girl just ignored it. This time, let's see if you learn your lesson next time.
"What else do you want to see?" Zhao Ying pointed her finger at Yang Ming's forehead, "Speak the truth. Xiaoyan, why is it you again? Did you know each other before? "
Yang Ming didn't know about this. He was just complacent because he used Zhao Ying's towel. If he knew the truth, he didn't know whether to be happy or helpless.
"How? I was wondering. "Yang Ming directly played dumb.
Yang Ming came to the bathroom and saw the empty bathroom. He couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. His mind flashed with the image of Wang Xiaoyan's delicate figure bathing. His lower body began to stir again. Yang Ming quickly turned on the cold water and washed his face. He picked up a pink towel on the towel rack and wiped his face. The towel still exuded a faint and pleasant smell of a girl's body. Yang Ming couldn't help but sniff for a while.
Zhao Ying applied the medicine to reduce swelling on Yang Ming's face. Although the injury looked terrible, it was not half as bad as last time. Yang Ming wanted to sit for a while, but he saw that Zhao Ying was yawning again and again. He got up and said goodbye.
Girls generally paid more attention to personal hygiene. They usually separated the towels used to wipe their face, feet, and lower body very carefully. This pink towel was used by her to wipe her lower body. Yang Ming actually used it to wipe his face! Zhao Ying felt shy. Wasn't this the same as sticking her lower body to his face?
Yang Ming's bicycle was gone, and there were very few empty cars in the vicinity. Yang Ming could only walk home like last time.
Zhao Ying didn't doubt Yang Ming's words. After all, Wang Xiaoyan and he usually didn't interact. Zhao Ying thought that maybe when Yang Ming came last time, Wang Xiaoyan peeked through the door and saw Yang Ming's appearance.
"I'm so sleepy. I can't even open my eyes …" Wang Xiaoyan still slowly walked forward.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ming saw that Zhao Ying came in. He was embarrassed to take the towel and smell it. He pretended that he had just finished wiping his face and hung the towel back.
"Xiaoyan, why don't you put on your clothes at home." Zhao Ying anxiously stomped her feet. This Wang Xiaoyan was too careless. A big man was standing in front of her, but she didn't see it. She was still twisting and turning there to show off.
"It's me, beauty. You should say how old are you? Why is it always you!" Yang Ming smiled and stretched out his right hand to greet Wang Xiaoyan. He thought, Aren't you just a little girl? Let me see what I can do! Who knows how many men you've been ridden by.
"You … just used that to wipe your face?" Zhao Ying asked with a strange expression.
"Spend the night with me?" Yang Ming was stunned. It can't be. This little girl is a support girl? Looking at her pure appearance, Yang Ming couldn't believe that she was a young lady! But then he remembered that little girl, Wang Xiaoyan. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. His mother, these days, the more pure things look, the more lewd they are.
"Sister Ying, it's already midnight. I've already slept. Why are you still wearing clothes? Besides, I'm not afraid of being seen." Wang Xiaoyan continued to stagger forward.
"What do you want to say to me?" If it weren't for Yang Ming seeing that she was a beauty, he would have been impatient. He would be in a hurry to go home.
"I want to ask you, do you want … want to find me … to accompany you, to spend the night with you …" The girl stammered, her small face was completely red.
"I … no … actually that … ai, forget it, it's nothing." Zhao Ying felt that her face was a little hot. She began to speak incoherently.
"Sister Ying, why haven't you come in yet?" Wang Xiaoyan didn't even look at Zhao Ying. She turned around and walked to her bedroom. Her round little butt swayed, making Yang Ming's heart jump.
When Zhao Ying heard the conversation between the two, she found it strange and funny at the same time. What she didn't understand was that Wang Xiaoyan seemed to know Yang Ming. There was no reason. Last time when Yang Ming came, she didn't come out of her room.
"Sister Ying, you're talking nonsense. Who would come this late …" Just halfway through the sentence, Wang Xiaoyan seemed to feel that something was wrong. She woke up a little and quickly turned around. "Ah! Why … why is it you again? "
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