Abused Alpha Quits

Ye Ci wanted to retreat, but held back. In the dimness, looking at the graceful curve figure, he came to his side.

In the unclear vision, the sense of existence of Mi Yan is so strong, she seems to be integrated with the air in the room, ubiquitous and pervasive.

"Sister, can I fill the water for you?"

Her eyes were so bright, leaving Ye Ci's emotions nowhere to hide, and her full lips glowed with seductive water, which was a sign that they had just kissed passionately.

Ye Ci hadn't fully recovered from the previous kiss, he was dizzy and immersed in this ambiguous atmosphere, and subconsciously nodded.

Song Miyan chuckled, warm fingers stroked her arm, her cool fingernails seemed to be scratching in her heart: "Sister, wait for me."

After a while, there was a gurgling sound from the bathroom.

The bedroom was dark, only the bathroom was lit with a warm yellow light, matched with the rhythmic sound of running water.

The sweet smell of wine spread in the room.

Kaoru is drunk, and everything she sees, hears, and hears is related to Mo Yan.

Ye Ci felt as if he had entered a sticky zone, rationally struggling to resist, but his heart was clamoring for sinking.

Unconsciously, her every move has been led by Yan Yan, and her emotional ups and downs have been manipulated by Yan Yan.

"Sister, the water is ready, let's take a bath."

Her slender, white jade hand touched her shoulders, scraping away a bead of sweat on her collarbone without a trace, gently twisting it gently at the fingertips, lingering lingering.

Her voice was so soft and pleasant. When she said the word "bathing", she deliberately slowed down her tone, as if she was picked out of the tip of her tongue, with a hint of charm.

Ye Citing's ear tips moved slightly, and he walked into the bathroom dizzy.

The lingering water vapor and the rising temperature made her head more and more unconscious.

She went into the water without taking off her clothes, until the soaked cloth was tightly attached to her body, and she suddenly realized what stupid she had done.

She snorted and sank her head into the water in annoyance.

Stupid, just suffocate like this.

She even forgot about bath towels and changing clothes.

Song Qiyan outside the bathroom was turning on Ye Ci's small desk lamp, looking for a change of clothes for her, her beautiful eyes tracing across the neatly stacked underwear of all kinds.

Seriously, as if studying a certain question type.

Her fingers flicked over the delicate fabrics one by one, and on the lace or embroidery, they would be naughty lightly in the air.

The micro-powder's fingertips finally stayed on a piece of black lace, and ten seconds later, they moved away very reluctantly.

She wanted to give her sister a black underwear and a long white shirt for her own welfare, because she just imagined that her sister was wearing them soggy...

When the white buttocks shirt reveals a water-stained body, and black underwear dotted with complicated lace.

It's over, the nose seems a little itchy.

My sister is just Xiao Xiang's own lips, but she is all of Xiao Xiang's sister.

She thought that her sister would have to try on the show later, so she was wearing such a **** look, so she took a moderate underwear and a dark dress and put it in a bag.

Ye Ci was loading an ostrich in the bathroom. She had taken a lot of effort before she took off the completely drenched clothes.

In fact, the shower was already ready, but she couldn't get out, there was no clean change of clothes, no bath towels, and towels couldn't hold a person as big as her.

I feel like crying.

I cried stupidly by myself.

But even if she was crying to death, she didn't want to ask Mi Yan to give her clothes, which always felt embarrassing and embarrassing.

Woo woo woo.

She had been digging the wall of the bathtub several times.

At this moment, a soft tapping sound came from outside the bathroom door.

"Sister, change clothes and bath towels. I put them at the door for you. Can you take them?"

Hearing this, Ye Ci paused when he squeezed the wall of the bathtub. He quickly stood up from the bathtub. The drops of water on his body smashed against the trembling water, causing small ripples one after another.

She clattered and walked to the door in slippers.

The moment he opened the door, he hesitated.

Mi Yan seemed to have guessed her reaction, and said intimately: "Sister, don't worry, I won't take a peek."

Anyway, there will always be opportunities to look upright in the future.

She added silently in her heart.

Ye Ci didn't doubt that he was there, and quickly opened the door, steaming water vapor gushing crazily from the crack of the door, at that moment, the warmth gushing out seemed to raise the temperature of the whole room a little bit.

The tip of Song Miyan's nose moved slightly, and he smelled the elegant fragrance that belonged only to Ye Ci.

Inside the warm light door, a slender jade arm stretched out, first tentatively touching it left and right, until the back of his hand touched a bag, and then touched it along the mouth of the bag. The contents inside were soft and smooth. , It's clothes!

Ye Ci's eyes lit up!

With one swipe, the bag was carried into the bathroom, and then with a swish, the door was closed.

Rao Ye Song didn't see the image, but just listening to the slightly "monkey anxious" voice, she could guess how her sister was scratching her head in the bathroom before, looking embarrassed.

She smiled lightly, stretched out her finger, nodded the brown nose of the white bear doll on the bed, and whispered: "Let you hold on to your mouth, otherwise you will have clothes to wear."

Five minutes later, Ye Ci finally got dressed and walked out of the bathroom.

When she grew up, she felt that taking a bath was so difficult for the first time, and how touching it was to have clothes to wear.

She really wanted to hold a certain angel who gave her clothes intimately and kiss her.

But seeing Mi Yan's face, especially her lips, Ye Ci felt embarrassed again: "Well, you are also sweating in front of..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Yaoyan nodded and said softly: "Of course I have to rush, sister, didn't you want to try Ye Yinghou? Go ahead."

Ye Ci looked at the time. It was 40 minutes. He felt anxious and walked outside. When he reached the door, he wanted to remind Mi Yan to drain the water in the bathtub and replace it with a new one.

But when I think about it, I feel that even if I don't remind me, I know that Yanyan, so I didn't say anything more.

If she looked back, she would find Song Qiyan was already unbuttoning her clothes.

The movement stretches, like the enchanting and blooming night of the full moon.

Change the water again? No, Song Miyan opened her lips slightly, looking at the direction Ye Ci was leaving, and narrowed her eyes: Actually, what I really lack is a change of clothes.

Sister, you won't mind if I wear yours, right?

She took the white shirt and black underwear she had previously fancyed into the bathroom, then hummed a song, taking off her coat one by one.

Seeing the completely soaked clothes belonging to my sister in the dirty clothes basket, her eyes flashed with extreme joy.

Snow-white toes stepped into the water, rippling circle after circle...

She took a squeeze of water, closed her eyes, and poured it down gently. The drops of water slid across her small chin and slender neck until she reached a quiet place with distinct curves.

Ye Ci hurried to the balcony and saw Ye Wei, who was chatting with her mother. She was about to apologize for the delay, but when she saw Ye Ying turned sideways, she looked at her brand new clothes, revealing Surprised but don't have a deep expression.

And the pink watering bottle in mother's hand fell to the ground with a loud noise.