Chapter 422

It was already 7:30 p.m. when Beiming night came back to the cabin. When he came back, his face was covered with dust, and his camouflage clothes had several worn places.

When Mingke came out of the kitchen, he saw that he was changing the camouflage clothes full of dust, showing a strong muscular appearance.

Broad shoulders, muscles tangled to the chest with extremely clear texture, an iron arm thicker than her calf Sexy these two words suddenly jumped out from the head melon, originally, sexy is like this.

He was pressed under the body to occupy the scene from the mind flash, just a look, she actually felt the body slightly warm up.

Busy don't cross the face, stagger eyes, don't dare to see him at this moment strong to let the woman can't help screaming body, she whispered: "go to take a bath, I'll get you clothes."

"Good." Beiming night takes the changed clothes to the bathroom. As she walks by, she suddenly lowers her head to her ear and asks, "are you satisfied with your man? See if my body has the feeling I want? "

Mingke's little face flushed all the way to the bottom of his ears. This bastard

He was about to raise his head and scold him for being shameless, but he already walked into the bathroom with a smile on his lips. His voice with a deep smile came from the open bathroom door: "for your sake of looking at my body so much, I don't close the door when I take a bath. You can come and watch it for free."

"Who wants to see you?" This guy has no face and no skin!

However, looking at the bathroom door so open, listening to the clattering sound of water coming from the bathroom She swallowed her saliva, and her liver beat with a beating drum.

Anyway, it's just to take clothes, not to see him

He turned out a nightgown for him from the closet. Unexpectedly, when the door of the closet was opened, what she saw was a scene that made her heart warm.

On the left are Beiming night's clothes, camouflage clothes, sportswear, casual clothes and Nightgown, but on the right are all her clothes, sportswear, casual clothes, pajamas and even skirts Doesn't it mean no one wears a skirt on the island? Why are there so many skirts here?

She opened the drawer again and saw a drawer full of underwear. When she picked it up, it was all her size.

When I brought him his pajamas, my fingertips trembled a little. I can't tell what my mood was at this moment, but I suddenly felt that he had her shadow in his life

After taking a deep breath and suppressing the warm feeling, she picked up his pajamas and walked slowly.

"I've brought you clothes." Let's make our purpose clear first, so that people will not think that she is really going to peep.

Inside, there was no response from the northern night. Mingke walked over and took a deep breath. Then he bowed his head and went in: "hang it by the door for you. You'll wait..."

The sound of water is still ringing. She just glanced at it carelessly. It's really careless, but

The water drops from the shower all the way down his head, across his resolute facial features, his chin, his broad shoulders, his strong arms, his chest full of security, and his abdomen full of vertical muscles

"Ah In a panic, her pajamas were thrown into a corner. She ran out of the bathroom in a hurry and almost hit the wall.

Beiming Night Eye quickly took the pajamas she threw out, but his hands were full of soap bubbles, and his pajamas were stained with bubbles and water drops, so he couldn't wear them at all.

This Is it a dress for him? It's just an extra Nightgown to be washed. What's the girl's name?

He looked down at himself, under his belly He fanned his long eyelashes stained with water, a little innocent.

Just now, I thought about the taste of her small body, and then I got a little impulsive? There's nothing to make a fuss about. I haven't seen it before.

We've been together for several months. Why is the skin so thin?

However, the way she blushes is really lovely

The smile at the bottom of his eyes floated again. Ten seconds later, Mingke, who had just settled down, was about to turn back to the kitchen. Unexpectedly, his whistle came from the bathroom.

President of Beiming whistles like a hooligan

She rubbed her eyebrows and found that more and more Beiming night was not so high and unattainable. In fact, many times, he could be very grounded.

Whistling Nima, it's windy.

When Beiming night comes out and takes clothes from the wardrobe, Mingke is still busy in the small kitchen. There is a restaurant on the island, and the whole island is his. It's free to go to the restaurant for dinner. What does she do with her hard work?

However, seeing her busy figure, I have a few unspeakable complex feelings in my heart.

All of a sudden, I feel that sometimes a family doesn't need to be too big or too many people. As long as there is a man and a woman, a man who makes money to support his family, and a woman who cooks and washes clothes at home, it seems that such a family is enough.

No wonder beimingxun and Liancheng don't want to go back to live in the imperial court. They prefer to live in an apartment outside. Now, looking at Mingke's thin and busy voice, they begin to dislike the fact that there are too many people in the imperial court.It's a simple small apartment, with him and her. Maybe there will be a little girl in the future

A heart was startled by this strange idea, little carrot Too fragile, how can appear in his life? He can't have children, or he will die.

He just didn't think about it. In fact, the girl in front of him was no more capable than little girl. In the face of danger, she still couldn't protect herself.

I want her to stay with me, unless she is strong enough.

Even Gillian is reluctant to train her. Maybe, only he can

He went in and was still busy, but he didn't find that there was one more person in the kitchen. She was still fighting with her hermit crab.

Hermit crab is very small. Many people don't know how to eat it when they catch it. But in fact, the taste of hermit crab is more delicious than other seafood. As long as its abdomen is removed, it is absolutely first-class for fried rice.

Finally, she pulled out all the hermit crabs and took off her stomach. She was just relieved when someone came up behind her. Her strong and hard waist was close to her. Mingke was so hot that she almost threw away the wooden spoon in her hand.

"For what?" She earned a little and was still cooking. How could he play a hooligan on her in the kitchen, that body What on earth did this man grow up on? How could he be emotional all the time?

"Guess what I want to do?" Beiming night lowers her head and buries it on her neck. Smelling the faint fragrance on her body and the smell of residual sweat, the big palm falling on her waist can't help but slowly go up.

A woman who cooks gently at home, waiting to serve him This feeling is really unspeakable.

"Who cares what you think." Mingke pursed her lips. She really wanted to knock down his unrestrained palms with a spoon. She felt that he was more and more unrestrained. She frowned and said, "I'm cooking because of this."

"I'm not in your way, are you still using your hands?" He raised his lips, gave a slight smile, and looked down at her slightly open neckline. Although he could not see much, his imagination was terrible.

He was familiar with everything here.

Big palm a tight force will her upstairs, his voice and dumb a few minutes: "I promise, absolutely not hinder you."