Because in the evening, Rino just put on a big coat in his pajamas, carried a bag, simple supplies, and stepped on slippers and went downstairs.

When Feng Yimo hit the steering wheel, he saw a weak figure running out in a yawn. He looked embarrassed and ugly. Without honking his horn, he flashed the lights for a few times. As soon as he parked the car on one side, a disorderly figure climbed up, jammed things in disorder, and closed the door with his small foot in his back.

Slanting at her, it was like watching a pile of garbage crammed into his beloved car, sealing Yimo's undisguised dislike: which bandit's nest has been arched? Sloppy like this?

Sleepily, getting on the bus, Rino got a comfortable position:

"honey, when did you come back? Call me in advance. I'll go back myself. You don't have to run this one so late! "

Pulling at his arm, Rino rubbed coquettishly: "my husband has worked hard! It's all my fault Let's drive home! "

Looking at her confused and dependent appearance, Feng Yimo could not say a word when she complained. He helped her pull the clothes, but pulled the seat belt and tied it for her:

"sit down!"

"Yes!" With a good nod, Rino smiled and said, "go home!"

Home?

Hearing these two words again, Feng Yimo's heart could not help shivering a little and was deeply pleased by her expectant voice.

Does she want to go back, too? Did she make it home?

When he started the car, his heart was occupied by a kind of inexplicable emotion. The corners of his lips were raised all the way. The remaining light from the corners of his eyes swept the sleepy woman around him from time to time. Even on a lonely road, he didn't feel lonely at all! Looking around at the woman in baggy pajamas and cheap denim, all of a sudden, he didn't feel dazzling.

After getting off the car, Feng Yimo carried the simple bag and bag down.

Half asleep and half awake, all the way, Rino was confused.

When she went upstairs, Rino seemed to have consciousness under her feet and went straight to the big bed without taking off her coat. When she got on the luxurious leather bed, she suddenly stopped walking, obviously stunned for two seconds, then turned around and went to the wardrobe.

On the one hand, looking at her actions of fan Leng from time to time like zombies, Feng Yimo felt that the air in the room was different. I just wanted to say something, but I saw that she had taken off her silk nightgown and went to the bathroom. A moment later, she became a living person. As a child, a beggar became a gorgeous sexy girl. She was languid and lazy. Her breath was obviously smothering with her.

It's about realizing that her clothes are too shabby. Instead of putting them in the cupboard, Rino simply folds them up and puts them in the convenient washing basket on one side. Then, she stretches and pounces on the bed foolishly. In the whole process, Feng Yimo looked at her motionless and was completely ignored by someone.

Affection, she is pure change a place to sleep, should not still think oneself sleepwalking!

After changing his pajamas, Feng Yimo got into bed slowly.

About what he noticed, his body wriggled. At last, Rino opened his eyes, propped up his body and gave him a dragonfly kiss:

"good night, honey!"

I didn't expect to bother her so late, but all of a sudden, Feng Yimo couldn't help it. Unconsciously, his claws had reached out