As she got up along the table, an Ge'er tried to pretend that she didn't understand or hear anything.
"Angela?"
In the morning, Bo Yan's voice, with some clear and low voice, extremely demagogic.
"Well, I have something else to do with that uncle. I'll go upstairs first."
An Ge'er didn't even have the courage to face him and jumped up the stairs directly.
Hiding in the room, ears as if still lingering Ye Che said those words, no, is that sentence.
Uncle likes my niece
No, it's definitely not what she understood.
It's just that maybe It doesn't matter. The important thing is, facing the mirror, she even, like, maybe, saw a trace of panic in her own eyes Rippling.
There is an inexplicable complex emotion in the tension.
Is that true? Is that really rippling?
She's in a mess.
Ye Che was soon expelled by someone, and Dabai also ran to the door to see him off.
An Ge'er plans to take a bath and go back to the company directly. Her schedule is still very tight, although she doesn't want to admit that it's uncle himself who is in a hurry to leave.
After taking a bath, an Ge'er suddenly found a problem.
She didn't change her clothes.
Can't you go out in sick cotton pajamas?
The bathroom doesn't even have a bath towel.
Angela was silent.
She's already very troublesome.
Let alone, the other side is still uncle.
Bo Yan downstairs is cutting the remaining steak into pieces for Dabai, but suddenly he hears a female voice from upstairs.
"Uncle, can you help me get a dress that I can wear? I'm in a hurry to get out. " An Ge'er bit her teeth and hesitated to ask for help.
She waited in the special bathroom for a moment, and then faintly heard footsteps on the stairs to the left of the door.
Calm and powerful.
She had excellent hearing. Soon she noticed that the door of the room had been knocked open, and then there was a "dada dada" sound. With a whine, a huge object of large size stopped at the door of the bathroom. The door of the bathroom was frosted. Although Angela could not see it clearly, she could still know that it was not him.
It's big white!
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, uncle is really considerate enough, if he comes to deliver it in person, her just pacified heart must be confused again.
An Ge Er quietly opened a door, outside the door is really big white, it is wagging its tail looking at itself, and its back neat put a clean white shirt.
She knew that Dabai was a female animal, not to mention a non human species. She felt at ease and pulled the door wider. Then she bent down and touched Dabai's head, "thank you very much."
Then he took the white shirt off his back.
Just when she bent down - a pair of home casual black slippers at the corner are gradually appearing, reflecting their own eyes.
……
Then the other side seems to see something in general, the pace suddenly stagnates.
The movement of an Ge'er bending over was so stiff at that moment. The bathroom behind her was filled with mist, and she faintly showed some quiet fragrance. She then leaned over the door and stretched out a thin and delicate arm with a few drops of water as white lotus root.
A few strands of wet hair drooped down, half covered, that exquisite figure, but for a time, like a good ink painting, concave and convex body, by the beautiful lines, detailed outline.
Moving.
An Ge'er's hand holding the white shirt is more and more tight, and her whole body is frozen -
the clothes are placed on her chest, and then they are scattered, covering the places that should not be exposed, but she still dare not move.
It seems that I didn't expect to see this scene, and the tall and straight body slightly pauses.
But the voice is as usual light, just vaguely more than a minute can't speak out of the dark mute, "..." Dabai has taken this off. I've come to bring it to you
He handed it over with a pair of casual cotton shorts.
Angoer's heart at this time is more than ten thousand grass mud horses flying by!
She closed the door and put on her shirt.
However, the next second, a big hand suddenly butted against the closed door -
he walked in. Dabai wagged his tail and looked at it with two eyes. However, Bo Yan closed the door with a flick of his hand. Dabai jumped up and scratched the door with a whine.
In the bathroom.
An Ge Er but can't believe looking at him, legs are almost soft.
How could uncle follow her into the bathroom
"Little, uncle --"
Bo Yan looked down at her. She was wearing his big white shirt, and her long white legs were exposed under her. At this time, her wet eyes were looking at him.
Bright red small lips light open, all these, are particularly attractive.Bo Yan's cool eyes suddenly jumped up a flame.
Deep and hot.
He leaned over and held her jaw so that her eyes could not escape looking at him.
"No, come on, little --"
"how about it?"
He looked down at her and spoke.
The light in the bathroom cast a faint silver light on his face, like a layer of gauze, covering his face with softness.
At that moment, an Ge'er saw the intoxicating feeling in his eyes.
It's like the vast Milky way, which is so deep and confusing that she can't help falling down and falling into it. His warm breath is getting closer and closer, falling on her face, and the next moment will be
An Ge Er but suddenly pushed him away, opened the door directly and ran out.
Just ran to the edge of the bed, a big hand as light as the backhand clasped her arm.
"Ah!"
An Ge Er loses balance, exclaimed, seeing the whole person incline to fall.
In a panic, her hand grabbed a corner of his clothes, and they both fell down and fell on the soft big bed behind her.
Suddenly dizzy feeling hit, an Ge'er was pressed under the pressure, closed his eyes and couldn't help humming in a low voice. He wanted to move, but found that the whole person was suppressed and could not move.
She's going crazy.
The head is blank.
What is the situation.
The hot breath fell on his cheek and white neck. An Ge'er frowned and was frightened by the scene in front of him as soon as he opened his eyes.
Wearing his white shirt, I don't know when, the collar buttons were actually torn two, revealing a large area of neck like white porcelain delicate skin.
As well as with that tight breath, the ups and downs, in front of the open neckline looming soft.
Half of his thin white wrist was exposed at the sleeve, and his hands were pressed on his head at some time.
His eyes are deep, looking down at this messy and enchanting scene. His eyes, always clear and indifferent, seem to have been ignited a cluster of flames, vaguely moving.
An Ge'er looks at the posture between them, is really afraid.
She was afraid that ye Che was right. She couldn't believe it.
She is her uncle
An Ge Er's heart is more and more uneasy.
A big hand suddenly along an Ge'er's lower leg slides up the thigh root, faintly has the tendency to continue upward, her heart one tight, hastily stops: "don't, do not."
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