"Or do you want to stay on the ground?" he said.

She hesitated for a moment. After all, she released her hand, and his head slowly raised. To her surprise, at the moment, his eyes were tightly closed. Sure enough, as he said, he didn't look.

But even if he closed his eyes like this, she still felt at a loss, "well... If you don't go out first, I can get up by myself." she licked her dry lips.

"Are you sure you can get up?" he said incredulously. Then he raised his hand and loosened his tie at the collar.

"You... What are you doing?" she froze again.

"Do you think I'll do something wrong to you here?" he asked, taking off his tie.

"You shouldn't," she muttered.

"What if I said I would?" he lowered his head and suddenly his face enlarged in front of her. At such a close distance, each other's breath is sprayed on each other's face.

Duan Manyu stared at the handsome face in front of him. His skin was crystal clear under the light. The sword eyebrow was very nasal, the angular cheek outline, and the sexy thin lips were the most suitable lips for kissing, just like what women YY said in her comments. His closed eyes, long eyelashes, curled up like a doll she played when she was a child.

Gollum! She swallowed the sudden saliva from her throat.

Why does she feel that if he really will, it seems that he is still the one who suffers!

"You... I... that progress... Is too fast, i... I'm not ready yet, that..." she stammered and felt that her brain seemed to be immediately, and even she didn't know what she was going to say.

"Don't worry, I won't take advantage of others when I leave the country this week. If I really want to sleep with you, it must be your time." he said, picked up his tie and directly covered his eyes. "Well, now, you can completely relax."

She was stunned. She felt relieved, but there was another emotion, as if she was empty. God, she shouldn't be lost. Did she expect him to really do something to her? She... Is she a sex girl?

Duan Manyu suddenly felt powerless about himself.

Zhou Liye picked Duan Manyu up at this moment. Under the guidance of her voice, he put her on the washing table, then groped for a new towel prepared for her, wet and dry it, and handed it to her, "you can't touch water on your feet now, you can only wipe yourself."

That's true. She took the towel and said, "I... I'll wipe it myself. Go out first." otherwise, even if he was blindfolded and wiped in front of him, she didn't have such a strong psychological construction.

This time, without refusing, he turned and walked towards the bathroom door.

"Hey... To the left, to the left, to... To hit..." before her voice fell, he had hit the wall by the bathroom door.

Just listening to the voice, Duan Manyu feels painful.

Zhou Liye felt the wall and walked out of the bathroom. Then he slammed the bathroom door.