There were a lot of blood stains on the sheets. [with _ dream]ā

Rong Yan had a dark face, pointed to the sheets and said, "Before I come back, wash the sheets, otherwise"

"Yes! Your Excellency, President! Ye Luoluo nodded like pounding garlic!

Compared to being him, washing the sheets or something, it's all floating clouds!

Laughing and laughing, Ye Luoluo still obediently removed the sheets, took them to the bathroom to wash, and by the way, changed the bloody underwear and skirt and washed them, and put on his big bathrobe.

Rong Yan is tall and straight, his bathrobe can almost mop the floor on his body, she can only roll up the sleeves and hem, and it still looks a little funny.

After washing the sheets, Ye Luoluo took them to the garden to dry, and I didn't find a clothesline or anything like that.

She had no choice but to find two ropes to tie to the flower stand and dry the sheets.

The sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, and the sky was blue as if it had been washed.

Looking at the sky of K-shi here, it seems to be particularly blue.

Ye Luoluo took a deep breath, this place, such a blue sky, brought her a sense of familiarity in a trance......

Rong Yan drove back and saw the black sheets in the garden swaying gently in the breeze.

The girl next to him was wearing his bathrobe, and her jet-black hair was silky and loose over her shoulders.

The sun is slowly sinking, the fountain is pearlescent, all kinds of flowers are blooming in the courtyard, and the warm smoke is blowing, such a little woman is as lazy as a cat.

Suddenly, time seemed to settle down, and it never moved again.

She stood in the garden of his house, wearing his pajamas, helping him wash the sheets and dry the quilt, as if it were a matter of course.

It doesn't feel obtrusive at all.

Rong Yan was stunned, and only when Ye Luoluo over there heard the sound of the car and turned his head to wave at him did he come back to his senses.

Throwing a paper bag from the car to her, Rong Yan drove directly into the garage with a black face.

Damn it! She looks so sexy in her bathrobe!

What is there about this petite body that makes him nostalgic?

But at the thought that he was wearing nothing under his bathrobe, he felt sorry for himself if he didn't mess with her.

I took a comfortable shower, and my clothes were dried in the machine, and I couldn't say how comfortable I was after putting it on!

Ye Luoluo washed it out, looked around for Rong Yan, and found that he was actually watching TV in the living room.

Holding the remote control, press it as if killing someone, and the screen flashes wildly.

TV-kun, thank you for your hard work!

Ye Luoluo silently mourned for that TV in his heart, it was really unlucky to meet such a master

"Your Excellency President, the TV is dying," Ye Luoluo kindly reminded him.

"Less and more mouths! This is my home! Rong Yan yelled, he was still holding back his fire now and had nowhere to vent!

"Okay, don't be angry, it's getting dark, I'll go back today......" Ye Luoluo looked outside, and when he came, he found that it was not easy to take a taxi at night.

"Come here." Rong Yan glanced at her, his dark eyes were a little hot.

How could it be so easy to let her go?

Ye Luoluo hesitated, but still walked towards him, she walked very slowly, Rong Yan couldn't wait, sat up from the sofa suddenly, and pulled her into his arms.

"Wow!" Ye Luoluo's whole body fell on top of him, just pressing him down on the sofa.

This posture is very ambiguous......

Ye Luoluo was frightened and instinctively wanted to jump up, but as soon as he reached out and pressed her waist, he let her writhe and struggle, and he closed his eyes with a bit of enjoyment.