Chapter 2640： Uncle's autistic girl (42)

Chapter 2640 Uncle's Autistic Girl (42)

Although comfortable, I don't want to wash it.

Because her mission is complete.

Bai Weiwei has not thought of how to protest. Yu Shaoyun’s voice is very low. “Wei Wei’s feet are dirty. If I don’t wash it, it will not look good.”

This is a bit gentle.

But his fingers were soft and licked her toes.

A big man, just squatting to wash her feet.

There is no shelf at all.

If she is mentally retarded, she will believe.

When Yu Shaoyun once again, deliberately, add gravity and hold her sole.

Fingertips scraped through her skin.

Let her start unable to control the time of trembling.

She finally knows, is this a foot wash?

This is his mother's, it is a rogue.

Yu Shaoyun's dawn gradually darkened, his thin lips lingering, and even felt the sudden jump of the temple.

He was squatting, and his pale face showed a faint blush.

Beautiful slender fingers, gently licking the water marks in the warm water.

Pick up a pot of cockroaches.

Bai Weiwei was puzzled and looked at him. It seemed that he felt that he could not stand it and wanted to take his foot out.

But when she moved, the strength of the man's finger was amazing.

Putting her feet in the water is not as good as moving.

"Don't move, it hasn't been cleaned yet."

Still not clean?

Bai Weiwei looked at her wrinkled feet, and the skin had to be bald.

Still not clean?

Yu Shaoyun raised his eyes, and the heavy plunder in his eyes made him more eager to wait.

He repeated again, whispering softly, and the thin lips were stained with blood.

"You have to wash it clean."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

It's not like washing your feet. This is to get her feet down.

Bai Weiwei experienced the most psychological wash in his life.

The toes are faintly painful, and the skin is pale and pale, and is wrinkled by water.

In the end, she was grievously wrapped in a quilt, shrunk in the corner of the wall and looked at Yu Shaoyun.

Yu Shaoyun’s mood is very good. He is free to go to bed, calm and calm.

On the contrary, it seems that Bai Weiwei’s grievances are at a loss.

Looking at Bai Weiwei who wrapped himself into a small and poor group, Yu Shaoyun seems to be watching a beautiful scene.

Just occupying the side of the bed, the twilight deep and calmly stared at her.

Because this eye is too focused, Bai Weiwei is somewhat afraid of not starting.

Yu Shaoyun had no choice but to reach out and lick his own nose, knowing his gradually revealing appetite and scaring her.

And such a white Wei Wei.

The mind is pure and young.

It takes a sense of guilt to do something for her.

Yu Shaoyun can only helplessly lie on the bed, hypnotizing himself to have patience.

After all, Bai Weiwei’s illness was scared and was shot.

This kind of self-enclosure is actually different from autism.

It is self-growth, even self-healing and self-maturation.

During this time, Bai Weiwei is much smarter than before.

It should be considered how old it is.

Yu Shaoyun is even thinking about whether to ask her for a psychiatrist or something.

He thought of it and looked up at Bai Weiwei.

But she found that she was sitting on the bed and fell asleep.

Yu Shaoyun smiled and immediately got up and approached her, slowly putting her on the bed.

Then he bowed his head and kissed her eyelashes.

Like kissing your most precious collection.

[Hey, the man is so good. 】

The long-term flow of fine water, the feeling of goodness is accumulated a little.

However, the good feeling stayed at fifty, and there was no movement.

Bai Weiwei knows that people are different from people.

(End of this chapter)