Chapter 2287： We have had a relationship (3)

She didn't remember, and at this time, she felt a little uneasy because she knew it.

Lifting his eyes, he was wearing a bathrobe before taking a shower, with water drops on his short black hair.

Cher pursed her lips and said in a very small voice, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ye Muyun approached slowly, drew a red wine from a set of cabinets, poured a glass for himself, and said slowly after taking a sip: "It's a long time ago! It doesn't matter now, what matters is that I am now Your brother."

Where does it matter?

Cher bit her lip, almost crying without tears.

She moved in and he said that they had been together.

And... She bit her lip, never daring to ask him the key things.

She bit her lip, she was about to bleed. Where could he not see her thoughts, she smiled, "Do you want to ask me, have we slept, eh?"

Xue'er's face was so hot that she stammered: "That shouldn't matter!"

He raised his eyes again, licked his lower lip, his eyes fell on the collar of his yukata...

Ye Muyun leaned on his body, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, "Do you think it is not important?"

Xueer gave a strong hum, her face lowered and she did not dare to look again.

She was afraid that if she watched it again, she would jump on it.

Ye Muyun put down the cup in her hand and walked slowly in front of her. He was wearing indoor slippers. There was no sound when he stepped on the carpet. She only noticed when he walked in front of her.

She raised her eyes and looked at him. She moved back involuntarily, but fell onto the soft bed.

Ye Muyun took a step forward, bending slightly—

She opened her eyes wide, feeling that his handsome face was very close, so close that she could feel his breathing-a bit rapid and hot.

However, he clearly looked calm.

She is not calm.

Cher bit her lip and dare not let out the atmosphere.

He was still looking at her, his eyes deep.

She couldn't bear it, her little hand pushed him, but her fingers touched a scorching heat. She quickly retracted her little hand, not daring to move any more, and turned her face away, "I don't want to know."

Then his face was buried on the side sheet, "I was married."

Obviously, it is inappropriate to talk about these.

She was terribly scared, her voice fragile, and she wanted to push him away, but she didn't dare. Only then did she really feel that he is a man, and a mature aggressive man.

Ye Muyun was next to her, but didn't go any further. He only looked down at her with a slightly hoarse voice: "Do you really want to know?"

Xueer closed her eyes and said nonsense: "I don't want to."

"But I think!" His voice was hoarse.

Xueer stayed for a while, opened her eyes and looked at him.

He gave a low laugh, then whispered in her ear: "We happened on the night of your 18th birthday!"

She was completely shocked, lying down looking up at him, she didn't know what to do.

Ye Muyun laughed in a low voice, looking at her fear and despair, after all, he didn't do anything to her, but quickly got up and asked her to get up.

Xueer was so uncomfortable, she bounced when she came together, "I'm back to the room."

The arm was caught, and she fell into his arms the next second.

She smelled it, it smelled very good, it smelled very good, and it was refreshing, it smelled so good that she wanted to get up and smell it again.

"You let me go." Her little hand beat his shoulder, but her voice was weak.