Chapter 1291：

Zhuang Jia shook her heart, and immediately ran to the bed and slipped into the bed.

Xu is that Yu Yang was too harsh on the outside, she is now inexplicably guilty, and she has the illusion that the dean of training is coming.

After Yu Yang entered, he immediately locked the door.

Zhuang Jia: "..."

Isn't it?

...Really want to train people?

Zhuang Jia opened a pair of big clear eyes, looked at Yu Yang ignorantly, her face full of anxiety.

Yu Yang came over and asked her, "Where are the pants?"

Zhuang Jia was stunned, "What pants?"

"I asked, where are your pants?"

"I am wearing a skirt..."

Yu Yang looked at her helplessly.

Zhuang Jia stretched out a hand from the quilt and pointed a direction.

Yu Yang glanced, saw her clothes on the back of the chair, reached out and grabbed the skirt and put it on Zhuang Jia.

There is no way to wear it in the bed. Zhuang Jia silently coordinated with Yu Yang's movements, sitting on the edge of the bed, putting his hands on both sides of Yang's shoulders, raising his feet into the skirt.

"Stand up." Yu Yang said.

Zhuang Jia stood up.

Yu Yang lifted her skirt and leaned over to zip her back.

The tweed slim-fit A-line skirt unreservedly reveals the curve from the waist to the hip, and paired with a pair of middle boots, it is feminine and elegant, full of youthfulness.

Zhuang Jia is very good at dressing up and knows how to show the advantages of her figure.

Yu Yang sighed slightly in his heart, and silently buttoned her up to the top of the neckline.

Zhuang Jia looked at Yang's face and vaguely felt that he would not train her anymore, and asked some not afraid of death: "How did you feel just now?"

Yu Yang finished the buttons, lowered her head and rolled up her long sleeves layer by layer, and asked blankly, "Which way?"

"That's how she rushed up." Zhuang Jia curled her lips lightly, her tone sour, "It's so tight, the flesh is squeezing the flesh, you must feel everything."

Yu Yang paused and raised his eyes to look at her: "I'm almost mad at you, even if I feel it, I can't take care of it."

When he said this, there was no hint of ridicule, his eyes were calm and his expression was serious.

Zhuang Jia looked at him in a daze.

After a while, she regained her senses, and she turned her face away, and muttered: "It's not like everyone is like you, even sleeping neatly..."

Yu Yang Dandan said "Um", then grabbed another coat and put it on her, "I accept this reason, so I didn't let you write a review."

When Zhuang Jia heard this, she was inexplicably happy, her face buried in his neck, affectionately daunting.

When Yu Yang saw that she was taken advantage of by so many eyes outside, she still looked careless and annoyed, so he rubbed her into his arms and kissed her hard.

The time and occasion are not right, he can only impose small punishments.

After kissing her for a while, he let go of her, and checked again from head to toe to make sure that Zhuang Jia was dressed neatly. He opened the door and called others in.

Many people came outside.

There are Yu Yang's assistants and a few familiar police officers.

Song Jingru was also there, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was wearing a man's coat.

Zhuang Jia recognized that it was Li Rui's clothes.

Yu Yang left two people to investigate the scene, and then took the others to the next dormitory for a meeting, mainly to understand the situation.

Only the three women living in the dormitory knew what had happened.

He asked Hu Fangfang first. Hu Fangfang looked blank, ignorant of what had happened.

Then asked Song Jingru.

There are still tears on Song Jingru's face, but her emotions have calmed down. Xu Ye cried too sadly, and now she speaks with a hoarse voice.

"I heard the window being opened, opened my eyes, and I saw a face on the window sill..." She said, raising her eyes to look at Yu Yang, "It is the same as what you learned when you went to the village. s face."