Chapter 884

Ye Er thought, why is Jiang Zhao a gentleman now? Why not just smash her door with an axe, then rush in, throw her in the bed and occupy her fiercely and cruelly?

When Jiang Zhao heard ye'er hurried upstairs, he turned off the computer. Ye'er closed the door. He went to listen to the news, and then went back to his room to take a bath, wash and sing a song. What song should he sing?

In short, just be cheerful.

His little red riding hood is washing white now.

After taking a bath, Jiang Zhao returns to the bedroom, opens the drawer of the wall cabinet, takes out the DV inside and checks the battery

Open the DV, put it on the wall cabinet partition, face the bed, lie on the bed / swing it, stand up and walk to the wall cabinet, take down the DV inspection screen, delete, restart and put it in place.

All right!

He took a book from the bookshelf, lay in bed and waited for the rabbit. He leaned his head against the soft head of the bed and turned over two pages of the book. He didn't read a word. He touched his hair and face. Finally he was going to read a book. He put down the book, took off his T-shirt long sleeved pajamas, and took out a set of button pajamas from the wardrobe again.

I began to feel that buttons are inconvenient. Now think about it, it's better to twist buttons. What if ye Er has strong self-control? He didn't dare to take the medicine too seriously. He put on his pajamas, looked at it in the mirror, untied one of the buttons and continued to look at it.

He seemed dissatisfied and took another pill.

In this way, the buttons of this buttoned Pajama became a decoration, and the posture of a man sleeping in bed / reading became a bold and unrestrained open chest!

Dangling on tiptoe, humming a tune with a spring breeze rippling on his face.

The door was deliberately locked.

Ye Er can't stand the feeling of ants crawling. She's wondering if she should find a yellow video website to alleviate this hunger and thirst. The website is afraid of catching viruses.

So I opened the website, opened the bookshelf, looked through two small romance books, clicked and clicked with the mouse. I remember that I had seen some meat foam stars in several chapters, and then clicked in again.

Kill a thousand dollars!

Bright "* *"

There are "* *" everywhere.

Or some chapters can't be found directly! The author of the message board made a top announcement, "a chapter has been rejected. What you want to see will enter the Q group!"

Kill a thousand dollars! Now I'm anxious to see. Who wants to add a group?

It's over. She's forbidden to have sex. Now the men and women in the novel are also forbidden to have sex

The sweet soup in the electric stew in the kitchen is ready. Yun Hongwei pulls out the plug, but he doesn't call Jiang Zhao. He's not used to going upstairs. When they want to drink later, he will come down. He doesn't want to take care of them too much. He feels very strange.

I don't know if it's my own illusion. During this period, the relationship between my daughter and my son-in-law is very subtle and strange. I always feel that something is across the floor. I can see the discomfort and the contradiction, but I don't know how fierce it is. He just thinks it's a young man's joke.

Back in the room, looking at the picture frame on the table, I felt a burst of satisfaction. My son is getting older and my daughter is married. I'm afraid I'll be a grandfather in another two years

How can there be so much happiness in life? Although Zhou Li betrayed him, she left him a pair of children and was satisfied

Ye Er stood outside Jiang Zhao's door and knocked, wearing a thin bathrobe and his hair was not dried.

Jiang Zhao jumped up from the bed excitedly. When he held the door lock, he coughed deliberately to show his composure and opened the door.

When ye'er saw Jiang Zhaola open the door, he immediately felt that the nosebleed was about to flow out. He touched his nose and looked in front of him. There was no blood. Fortunately, he didn't lose his temper.

The eyes stay on the man's Adam's apple. The Adam's apple slides a little. It seems that she is thirsty to swallow saliva. Her eyes move down slowly. The open chest is too surnamed. The skin color and light wheat color are more masculine. How well she exercises her chest muscles. Doesn't she pay so much attention to fitness? Is it easy for him to lift her?

The divine sense was somewhat lax. She stretched out her hand and went to the man's chest. After all, a woman is not like a man. She is a lower body animal, so she should be able to bear it. Touching his chest is cool, not as hot as she. The temperature difference made her suddenly eat and cough awkwardly, "cough, in winter, you dress like this. It's not cold?"

Jiang Zhao didn't mean to let ye'er into the house. He smiled softly, "isn't the house constant temperature? It's not cold. Don't you go to bed early? "

"Well, I came to talk to you about something." Ye'er also stared at Jiang Zhao's chest and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It was over. She wanted to pounce on him!

"Oh, come in." Jiang Zhao generously gives way to Ye Er. Ye Er doesn't sit or stand when she enters the house. She feels uncomfortable, but she has a reserved sense of shame, pulling her hard, telling her that she is still in the cold war, the cold war.

Jiang Zhao came out of the bathroom, took a dry towel, pressed Ye Er and sat by the bed. The towel wrapped her hair and wiped it slowly. "Why didn't you blow your head?"

This woman is really, don't blow her head at night, waiting for a cold? Damn it.

"I forgot."

"Go and blow dry your hair." Although Jiang Zhao intended to wipe ye'er dry, he now thinks it's important to blow her hair. Pull up ye'er and go to the bathroom. Turn on the hair dryer and carefully blow the woman's long hair.

Jiang Zhao hasn't blown Ye Er's hair yet. At this time, he thinks it's interesting.

Ye Er's mind is not on her hair at all. Looking at the man in the mirror, she looks at her hair with great concentration. Her eyes fall on the man's handsome facial features, the chest of surname feeling, the slender knuckles and the wheat colored skin.

The sound of the hair dryer is really annoying. Her heart is already on fire. The wind blows the fire in her heart more and more

Ye'er looks at Jiang Zhao in the mirror. He has stripped his clothes with his eyes and presented them to her.

As soon as Jiang Zhao hung up the hair dryer, ye'er turned to help him buckle his clothes. Ye'er knew that his nose was bleeding, but he still couldn't help but insist. When he insisted, he couldn't help but want YY. He couldn't even buckle his clothes.

Just as Jiang Zhao grabbed ye'er's hand, ye'er was finished.

"Yunye, don't you have something to talk to me?" Jiang Zhao took ye'er's hand, wrapped it in his palm, gently stroked it, and slowly rubbed it, which made the woman's eyes glow with passion.

"Oh ~" Ye Er's voice is not correct, and the voice is not correct. The voice seems to be squeezed out of the lungs, not from the throat. When the "Oh" squeezed out of the lungs is transmitted, there is no package that often passes through the mouth. Most of them get into the nasal cavity and weaken the voice from the nasal cavity.