Chapter 27

"Sister Ying, why don't you come in!" Wang Xiaoyan turned around and walked towards her bedroom without even looking at Zhao Ying. Jump by jump.

"I'm so sleepy, I can't even open my eyes..." Wang Xiaoyan still walked forward slowly.

"Xiaoyan, why don't you put on your clothes at home." Zhao Ying stomped her feet anxiously, this Wang Xiaoyan was too careless, she didn't see a big man standing in front of her, and was still twisting and coquettish.

"Sister Ying, it's already midnight, I've already fallen asleep, what clothes are I still wearing, besides, I'm not afraid of being seen." Wang Xiaoyan continued to walk forward unsteadily.

Zhao Ying thought to herself, you are not afraid of being seen by me, but there are other people in front of you! "Xiaoyan, my friend is here, if you are not afraid to look at it, then so be it!"

"Sister Ying, you are talking nonsense, who will come so late..." Just after half a sentence, Wang Xiaoyan seemed to feel that something was wrong, and she woke up a little bit from sleepiness, and quickly turned around: "Ah!!!! What— -why is it you again!"

"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, thinking, you are just a little girl, let me see what you can do of! I can't tell how many men have ridden it.

When Zhao Ying heard the dialogue between the two, it was both strange and funny. What she couldn't understand was that Wang Xiaoyan seemed to know Yang Ming, there was no reason, she didn't come out of the room when Yang Ming came last time.

"Hmph!" Wang Xiaoyan snorted coldly, covered her chest with one hand, and her lower body with the other, and ran into her bedroom quickly, and closed the door firmly with a "bang".

What are you pulling, Yang Ming thought, if I want to see you, it's useless if you cover it, let alone close the door! Now Yang Ming has decided in his heart that Wang Xiaoyan is a little sister, so he can't understand her pure appearance like a whore.

Seeing Wang Xiaoyan running back to the bedroom, Zhao Ying shook her head, thinking, how many times have I said this, this little girl just ignored her, this time it's okay, let's see if you learn the lesson next time.

"Sister Ying, you can't blame me for this. Besides, I didn't see anything." Yang Ming looked at Zhao Ying who seemed angry but not angry, and helplessly spread his hands and explained.

"What else do you want to see!" Zhao Ying stretched out her finger and pointed at Yang Ming's forehead: "Truly, Xiaoyan, why did she say it was you again? You two knew each other before?"

"How do I know? Am I still wondering?" Yang Ming pretended to be stupid.

Zhao Ying heard what Yang Ming said, and she didn't suspect him. After all, Wang Xiaoyan and him didn't have much contact with each other. Zhao Ying thought, maybe when Yang Ming came last time, Wang Xiaoyan peeked at Yang Ming's face through the crack of the door of the room. look.

"Go to the bathroom and wash your face yourself. I'll apply medicine for you. It's past ten o'clock. If you don't go home, you should be worried!" Zhao Ying looked at her watch and said worriedly.

Yang Ming thought to himself, I have already greeted my family, saying that I will invite you to dinner today, and it is okay to go back a little later, but the key question is, what should I do with my face? Going back like this will inevitably be interrogated again.

When Yang Ming came to the bathroom, seeing the empty bathroom, he couldn't help thinking about it. Wang Xiaoyan's beautiful figure in the bath appeared in his mind, and his lower body began to move again. Yang Ming quickly turned on the cold water to wash his face, then picked up a pink towel on the towel rack and wiped his face. The towel still exuded the unique fragrance of a girl's body, which smelled so good. Yang Ming couldn't help sniffing more. for a while.

"Yang Ming, are you alright? Why are you so slow... huh?!" Zhao Ying pointed at Yang Ming's face towel and opened her mouth wide.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhao Ying coming in, Yang Ming was embarrassed to smell the towel again, and hung up the towel as if he had just wiped his face.

"You—did you wipe your face with that just now?" Zhao Ying asked with a weird expression.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Seeing Zhao Ying's expression, Yang Ming asked strangely, "Is this your towel? I'm just using it. You won't be so stingy, will you?"

"I...not...actually that...hey, forget it, it's nothing." Zhao Ying felt that her face was burning up, and she began to speak incoherently.

Girls generally pay more attention to personal hygiene, and they often divide the towels for wiping their face, feet and lower body into very thin pieces, and this pink towel is just for her to wipe their lower body. Yang Ming just took it Wipe your face! Zhao Ying felt shy just thinking about it!

How did Yang Ming know this? He was complacent about using Zhao Ying's towel just now. If he knew the truth, he didn't know whether he should be happy or helpless.

Zhao Ying applied the anti-swelling medicine on Yang Ming's face. Although the injury looked scary, it was not half as severe as last time. Yang Ming wanted to sit down for a while, but seeing that Zhao Ying was already yawning, he got up to say goodbye.

Yang Ming's bicycle was gone, and there were very few empty cars passing by, so Yang Ming had to walk home like last time.

When he passed by a few bars near his home, he heard the deafening howling singing inside. There is no social morality. It is so loud at such a late hour. Isn’t this disturbing the people? Yang Ming stopped and looked at the bar in disgust. Then he turned his head and was about to continue walking when he was suddenly pulled back.

"Brother...you..."

Yang Ming turned around and found that the person holding him was a girl with very delicate features, who was still wearing a school uniform.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"Brother...you...you want..." The girl hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

"What on earth do you want to tell me?" If Yang Ming didn't see her as a beauty, he would have been impatient, and he was still in a hurry to go home.

"I want to ask you, do you want... do you want to find me... to stay with you, to spend the night with you..." The girl faltered, her little face was flushed.

"Spend the night with me?" Yang Ming was taken aback, no way, this little girl is a compensatory dating girl? Seeing her so pure that she couldn't be more pure, Yang Ming couldn't believe that she was a young lady! But then he remembered that little sister of Wang Xiaoyan, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: Damn, these days, the more pure things are, the more lewd they are.