Chapter 905 The Feeling of Electric Shock

Anyang suddenly saw a piece of snow-white skin.

Ji Weiwei herself is very thin, her waist is so thin that she can hold it with a handful, her skin is white and tender, with a delicate and lustrous luster, and it looks as smooth as silk.

At that moment, the waist line was fully displayed, and the back also showed a beautiful arc, and her incomparably delicate navel was a pearl embellished on the flat abdomen. There is no vest line that girls want most, but the same Incredibly beautiful.

Ji Weiwei was still unaware, yawning on her mouth, her hands continued to lift up, and even Anyang could see the round lines of her delicate breasts.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore...

"Cough cough!"

Ji Weiwei, who heard the cough, moved her hands for a while, maintaining this height, just so that her delicate breasts showed a little hem from under the pajamas, round and snow-white, and extremely delicate.

She was stunned, the confused expression on her face gradually faded, her eyes widened and became clear, and she turned to look at Anyang.

Anyang was looking at her snow-white one-third of the circle, meeting her gaze, and couldn't help but raise his head to meet her.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little awkward.

Ji Weiwei quickly came back to her senses, put down her pajamas naturally, and said to Anyang without showing any signs: "What did you see, does it look good?"

"pretty."

"Do you still want to see it?"

"A little..."

"Really plan to watch?"

"Uh...you put it all down!"

Ji Weiwei's expression suddenly became fierce: "Don't turn around yet!"

Anyang completely ignored her ferocity, as if he didn't hear her words, and said, "You started taking off your clothes in the living room. Is that my fault?"

"Then you mean...to blame me?" Ji Weiwei didn't leave at all, looking at him with her hands on her hips.

"Who else can you blame?"

"I've lived alone for so many years, and I like to change my clothes anywhere, so why do you blame me? It's not because you came to my house! I haven't asked you to take care of me, a beautiful girl with a yellow flower was like this You've seen it, oh... I'm sleepy!"

Seeing her yawning while talking, Anyang pouted and said, "...I haven't read it yet!"

Seeing that Ji Weiwei wanted to get angry a little, he couldn't care less about falling asleep, he quickly changed his words and said, "Your habit of changing clothes everywhere during the day is not good, you need to change it!"

"It's none of your business, and I don't want you to clean up!"

"It's not a matter of cleaning up. Look at the opposite building. What if someone gets up early to hang clothes, but I'll see you all!"

Ji Weiwei glanced out the window, the living room window was really open, and she could see the building opposite from a distance...

Then she rolled her eyes at Anyang: "Are you stupid, the other side is 500 meters away! Ordinary people can't see what the person on the opposite side looks like across a track and field. This place is farther than the perimeter of the track and field. You Are your eyes so sharp?"

Anyang pursed his lips, let alone 500 meters, he could see 500 kilometers, and he didn't need to consider the issue of air visibility.

After a pause, he said, "What do you know? You can't think of what people think today. There are many people looking at the opposite building with binoculars. When I was a child..."

"Huh?" Ji Weiwei suddenly became refreshed, "Did you do anything bad when you were young that I don't know about? I think about it, maybe it was using binoculars to peek at the opposite building... That teacher Ling, who you told me in junior high school was very coquettish Do you live in the opposite building with her husband? Hahahaha..."

Anyang is so embarrassed.

Ji Weiwei gave Anyang an expression like I was really smart, waved her hand and punched Anyang, and said, "You still have something to hide from me when you were a child, it's really outrageous!"

"...Are you still changing your clothes?"

"Oh yes, right now!" Ji Weiwei, who had been arguing with Anyang for so long, was no longer confused. When she regained consciousness, she also regained the image of a resolute urban beauty. She immediately walked to the inner room, and after two steps, suddenly Stop and look back at him.

"Have you had your breakfast?"

"Ate."

"Tsk tsk... It's happiness to have someone make breakfast. You can get a delicious and hot breakfast every day when you wake up."

"So sour...what do you want to say?"

"I haven't had breakfast yet!" Ji Weiwei looked at him lightly, "I want to change clothes, wash my hair, wash my face, brush my teeth, and put on makeup. Take advantage of this time when you go downstairs and turn right to me in front of a fat middle-aged woman. Buy me two fried dough sticks and a cup of soy milk from the tricycle stand."

Just as Anyang was about to say that there were too many demands, he saw Ji Weiwei suddenly came over and said to him word by word, "Add one more spoonful of sugar to the soy milk, one more spoonful, two spoonfuls in total!"

"..."

"Remember?"

"Okay, auntie, go ahead, I'll buy you breakfast." Anyang grabbed the key from the table and walked out the door helplessly.

Going downstairs quickly, he glanced outside.

"Go downstairs and turn right at the tricycle stand of a fat middle-aged woman, two fried dough sticks, a cup of soy milk, and two spoons of sugar." Fortunately, his memory is beyond ordinary people's imagination, otherwise such a complicated request would be a bit embarrassing.

Well, maybe that Nizi is embarrassing him.

Anyang shook his head, quickly bought breakfast for her according to her request, and carried it upstairs.

Thinking about who you are, even if you are not in Doomsday, Shenzhou World and Parlance, Xiaochan and Xiaoqian are all cooking at home. When you get yourself, I didn't expect Ji Weiwei to be an errand for her. buy breakfast.

Entering the door, he put the soy milk fritters on the table. He heard a rush of water from the bathroom. The door was only ajar. From his position, he could easily see Ji Weiwei bending over and washing her hair on the sink.

Anyang sighed.

It is very troublesome for women to wash their hair, especially if they go out immediately after washing, they have to dry slowly.

Especially in this big winter.

I heard that if you ask a girl to go out, but she doesn't agree, there may be two reasons. One is that she doesn't want to wash her hair, but you are not worth it for her to wash her hair for you. And if a girl takes the initiative to ask you out, there may be two reasons, one is that she has just washed her hair and feels that it is a waste not to go out, and the other is that she suddenly has something she really wants to eat.

She asked Ji Weiwei to come out, and she deliberately got up early in the morning to wash her hair. Anyang wondered if she should be moved.

With a smile, he pushed open the door and walked forward, standing behind Ji Weiwei and looking at her foamy head, still resisting the mischievous mood, picked up a towel and drenched her head with water. It's really hard work for a girl to wash her hair alone.

"You came back so soon?" Ji Weiwei was taken aback!

"uh-huh?"

"Don't get my clothes on!"

"Um."

Anyang looked down a little. She had already replaced her pajamas with a very light white sweater, which was a bit like a warm coat. It was tightly attached to her body, and she bent over to outline the slender curve of her back. She was really thin. Makes you want to hug her.

Although she didn't have her butt turned up, this posture was similar to pouting her butt. Anyang was standing behind her again. There was really no other posture in the small bathroom, only this posture of rubbing her front and her back. ...

In fact, the two of them were indeed rubbing at each other during the movement, but neither of them noticed it at first.

Anyang pursed his lips, put the towel soaked in hot water on top of Ji Weiwei's head and twisted it. The water that was squeezed out suddenly flowed towards her hair, and he had to use a hand to hold her when he was free. Pull up the hair that falls on the chest or the side of the face to avoid the wet hair from getting the clothes wet.

He was very focused and conscientious during this process.

The relationship between the two of them for so many years is of course very good, and even some impulses may have erupted in the ignorant period, but love is a luxury that does not last long, and the relationship between them over the years is more like family, like It's the state of those lovers who swore eachother turned into each other, but in fact it's not.

They have been friends for many years, but everyone knows that they are more than that, and their own way of getting along is more than that. It seems that he is not a lover, but he can do everything a lover can do except for intimacy.

It seems to be relatives, but in fact there are very few relatives who can understand each other and are so intimate, and Ji Weiwei will never be stingy to confess once she finds an opportunity.

Their relationship is very special, whether it is family affection or friendship, let alone whether there is an element of love mixed in it.

But Anyang owes Ji Weiwei a little bit, and maybe he doesn't feel that when he is doing it - people have always been like this. Only when he thinks about it carefully after the past, will he deeply realize that this girl has done a lot for him, and he has failed her a lot.

So Anyang's movements became more gentle, like a fragrance overflowing from his body, even if Ji Weiwei turned her back to him, she could smell it.

The atmosphere of the two-person room in the small bathroom was a little subtle.

At this time, the parts where the two were in contact could feel as clear as an electric shock. The indescribable touch was like an electric current that spread from those two sensitive parts to their bodies, especially Ji Weiwei, who was still an old and leftover girl. Lack of resistance.

In an instant, she felt that her whole body was soft and crisp, her cheeks covered by her hair were so red that water dripped, and she even had the urge to make a bang.

But reason made her hold back, and then she bit her lower lip with her white and neat teeth, controlling herself not to say a word, and only mechanically rubbing her long hair.

Even Anyang felt a little unbearable, there was a strange touch from the place next to Ji Weiwei, and an impulse surged in his heart. Of course, it wasn't the urge to pick up Ji Weiwei, strip it naked and throw it on the bed, but the urge to hug her slender back tightly.

Finally, amid the strange feelings and pride, Ji Weiwei's hair was finally rinsed clean.

Anyang stretched out his hand and pulled a dry hair towel, and finally took this opportunity to squeeze her side without being abrupt.

Ji Weiwei also took the hair towel and wiped her hair before putting it down, pointing to a grid on the wall cabinet: "There's a hair dryer inside, blow my hair."

Anyang did not reluctantly take out a hair dryer to blow her hair, with a focused and serious expression, and even wiped the water droplets from her forehead in front of the mirror, as if she was completing a technically demanding task. high important things.

Ji Weiwei took out the mouthwash cup, took a glass of water, squeezed the toothpaste and brushed her teeth, but her eyes kept staring at Anyang's appearance reflected in the mirror in front of her.

Serious, focused, with a charming taste.

Ji Weiwei didn't often see Anyang showing such an expression when he did something to herself.

This guy is charming when he's not disgusting, and when he's disgusting, she knew it a long time ago.

Of course, Anyang also noticed that the girl with the foamy mouth in the mirror was staring at him, but he didn't care, he just asked casually, "Where do you want to go to play today?"

"Ah?" Ji Weiwei in the mirror was stunned, and then said vaguely, "It's not you, platoon?"

"My arrangement? I haven't thought about it yet."

"Let's think about it then."

"Can you give me a reference?"

"I'm not chattering anymore."

"Go mountain climbing? Exercise!"

"You want to wear me out!"

"Play with the water."

"Pfft!" Ji Weiwei spit out the foam in her mouth, and her speech finally turned into high-definition sound quality, "Going to play with water on such a cold day? I don't want to leave the bed even when I drink hot drinks!"

"Then go to the amusement park."

"Do you want to go back to your childhood?"

"Yeah, I didn't play it when I was a kid!"

"Let's go then! I never played when I was a kid." Ji Weiwei said indifferently, took a sip of water and began to purr.

Then, while Anyang was blowing her hair, she finished washing her face with facial cleanser, but during this process, Anyang had to lift her hair with her hands to avoid getting wet. Then she applied moisturizing cream and foundation, painted a little eyeliner, painted a little brow, and her hair was finally blow-dried...

Ji Weiwei then kicked Anyang out. When she came out again, she had some light makeup on her face. It was very natural, and you couldn't tell if you didn't look carefully.

She put on a long woolen coat and put on a pair of mid-top leather boots at the door. The heightened leather boots made her look a lot taller. Then she put on a small bag and wrapped a light gray scarf around her. To Anyang: "Let's go!"

When the two went downstairs, Anyang was still teasing that the shoes she was wearing were twenty centimeters high, and finally got in the car and drove to the amusement park.

This playground, which is said to have been invented for children, has never been played by children. Most of them are adults, and most of them are couples and full of dog food.

Ji Weiwei was sitting in the co-pilot. She didn't pack any hairstyles, so she let the freshly dried hair fall naturally behind her back, which gave her a lot of demure temperament in her youth, but Anyang knew that Ji Weiwei might be reluctant to be called gentle sometimes. But definitely not linked to demure.

Just like she was looking at the car at this time, she said strangely: "Yo, Xiaoyou is driving the speed of the times, why is the boss of the group still driving this broken car? Even if you don't want to waste money, you have to support Group, what do you mean by driving another company's car?"

Without waiting for Anyang to speak, she said again: "Listen to me, change the era and drive at extreme speed, forget this broken car!"

"boom!"

The little convertible made a dull throttle sound.

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