Twenty-Seven. Why Are You Always

027 Why is it always you

"Sister Ying, why haven't you come in yet!" Wang Xiaoyan didn't even look at Zhao Ying, she turned and walked towards her bedroom, her round little butt twisted, and Yang Ming's heart followed. Jump and jump.

"I'm so sleepy, I can't even open my eyes..." Wang Xiaoyan still walked forward slowly.

"Xiaoyan, why don't you put on your clothes at home?" Zhao Ying stomped her feet in a hurry. This Wang Xiaoyan was too careless. There was a big man standing in front of her, but she didn't see it, and she was still flirting with her coquettish coquettishness.

"Sister Ying, it's already midnight. I'm already asleep. What clothes are I wearing? Besides, I'm not afraid of being seen." Wang Xiaoyan continued to walk forward staggeringly.

Zhao Ying thought to herself, you are not afraid of being seen by me, but there are others in front of you! "Xiaoyan, my friend is here, if you're not afraid to watch it, then so be it!"

"Sister Ying, you are talking nonsense, who would come so late..." Wang Xiaoyan seemed to feel that something was not right after she said a word, and she woke up a bit from sleep, and quickly turned around: "Ah!!!! What— -why is it you again!"

"It's me, beauty, you should say, why is it always you!" Yang Ming smiled and stretched out his right hand to greet Wang Xiaoyan, thinking, aren't you just a little sister, let me see what can be done ! I don't know how many men have been ridden by it.

When Zhao Ying heard the dialogue between the two, it was both strange and funny. What she couldn't understand was that Wang Xiaoyan seemed to know Yang Ming. There was no reason. When Yang Ming came last time, she didn't come out of the room.

"Humph!" Wang Xiaoyan snorted coldly, covering her chest with one hand and her lower body with the other, and quickly ran into her bedroom, slamming the door shut.

What are you pulling, Yang Ming thought to himself, if I want to see you, it's useless to cover you, and it's useless to close the door! Yang Ming has already decided in his heart that Wang Xiaoyan is a little sister, so he can't stand her innocent look like a bitch.

Seeing Wang Xiaoyan running back to the bedroom, Zhao Ying shook her head, thinking to herself, how many times have I said it, this little girl just ignores her, this time it's good, I'll see if you learn your lesson next time.

"Sister Ying, you can't blame me for this. Besides, I didn't see anything." Yang Ming looked at Zhao Ying, who seemed angry but not angry, and explained helplessly with open arms.

"What else do you want to see!" Zhao Ying stretched out her finger and tapped Yang Ming's forehead: "Tell me, Xiaoyan, why did she say it's you again? You know each other before?"

"How do I know? I'm still strange?" Yang Ming directly came to pretend to be stupid.

Zhao Ying heard what Yang Ming said, and she didn't doubt him. After all, Wang Xiaoyan didn't have much interaction with him. Zhao Ying thought, maybe when Yang Ming came last time, Wang Xiaoyan peeped at Yang Ming's through the crack of the room. look.

"Go to the bathroom and wash your face yourself. I'll apply medicine for you. It's already past ten o'clock. If you don't go home, you should be worried!" Zhao Ying looked at her watch and said worriedly.

Yang Ming thought to himself, I have already said hello to my family, and said that if I invite you to dinner today, it's okay to go back a little later, but the key question is, what to do with my face? If you go back like this, you will inevitably be questioned again.

Yang Ming came to the bathroom, and when he saw the empty bathroom, he couldn't help but have some thoughts. The image of Wang Xiaoyan's beautiful figure in the bath passed in his mind, and his lower body began to move again. Yang Ming quickly turned on the cold water and washed his face. He picked up a pink towel on the towel rack and wiped his face. The towel still had a faint scent that smelled very nice of a girl's body. Yang Ming couldn't help but smell it more. for a while.

"Yang Ming, are you alright, why is it so slow... ah?!" Zhao Ying pointed at the towel that Yang Ming was wiping her face with and opened her mouth wide.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhao Ying coming in, Yang Ming was too embarrassed to take the towel and smell it again, and hung the towel back as if he had just wiped his face.

"Did you—wipe your face with that just now?" Zhao Ying asked with a weird expression.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Yang Ming asked strangely when he saw Zhao Ying's expression: "Is this your towel? I just use it for a while, you shouldn't be so stingy, right?"

"I...not...actually that...hey, forget it, it's nothing." Zhao Ying felt a fever on her face, and she started to speak incoherently.

Girls generally pay more attention to personal hygiene. They tend to divide the towels for wiping their face, feet and lower body very finely. This pink towel is exactly what she uses to wipe her lower body. Yang Ming actually took it just now. Wipe your face! Zhao Ying felt shy just thinking about it, doesn't this mean that she is using her own to stick his face!

How did Yang Ming know this, he was complacent just now that he used Zhao Ying's towel, if he knew the truth, he didn't know whether to be happy or helpless.

Zhao Ying applied the anti-swelling medicine on Yang Ming's face. Although the injury looked scary, it wasn't half as severe as last time. Yang Ming wanted to sit for a while, but when he saw that Zhao Ying was yawning, he got up and said goodbye.

Yang Ming's bicycle was gone, and there were few empty bicycles passing by, so Yang Ming had to walk home like last time.

When he passed several bars near his home, he heard the deafening howling singing inside. It was really unethical, and it was so loud at such a late hour. Isn't this disturbing the people? Yang Ming stopped and glanced at the bar in disgust. Then he turned his head and was about to continue walking when someone suddenly stopped him.

"Brother...you..."

Yang Ming turned around and found that the girl holding him was a pretty girl who was wearing a school uniform.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"Big brother...you...you want to..." The girl said hesitantly for a long time without saying anything.

"What do you want to say to me?" If Yang Ming hadn't seen her as a beautiful woman, he would have been impatient, and he would have been anxious to go home.

"I want to ask you, do you want to... do you want to find me... to accompany you, to spend the night with you..." The girl hesitated, her little face blushing transparently.

"Stay with me for the night?" Yang Ming was stunned, no way, is this little girl a helper girl? Looking at her innocent appearance, Yang Ming couldn't believe that she was a young lady! But then I thought of Wang Xiaoyan's little sister, and couldn't help but cursed in my heart: Damn, these days, the more innocent things seem, the more lewd.