Chapter 317： what is this?

Chapter 317 What is this?

Joe quickly got up from the ground.

"Um, brother, I will, I won't bother you, Um, you, please comfort him, I will leave first."

Sneakly glanced at the area covered by He Yunting's quilt while talking, and ran to the door in a panic.

"Stop!"

Joe stopped abruptly.

! ! !

It’s hard to be true. When they hugged each other, what did Big Boss feel through the bathrobe?

Fuck! Is not it! Big Boss knows she is a woman?

Qiao clenched his fists suddenly, swallowed nervously, and turned around slowly.

Before things became unclear.

she! I can't recognize it even if I'm killed!

"...Brother, what are you doing, that, just now, I really didn’t mean to m you, really, you are too...

Moreover, everyone is a man, don’t be embarrassed, really.

It's like this when a man wakes up early in the morning, and mine is like this. You can't be mad, I want you to come back? "

Qiao said, ding in the direction of He Yunting.

Under the black and blue bathrobe, something really seems to stick out.

He Yunting was full of black lines.

The brain buzzed, full of indescribable pictures.

He was irritated and pinched his eyebrows frantically.

"what is this?"

Suddenly he took the bandage that was on the bedside yesterday and threw it in front of Joe.

The moment he saw something, Joe's brain buzzed.

Fuck! It's her xing bandage!

One hundred dense and one thin!

After taking a shower yesterday, she must have been too panicked because of being wrapped up in xing＼＼. After unloading it, she forgot to hide it!

Qiao has a steady mind, pretending to be a relaxed reply.

"This is a bandage, brother."

"Are you hurt?" He Yunting's expression became cold.

"No no, this is a bandage for dancing, leggings."

Qiao Yi opened the bathrobe for the first time, and stepped on the edge of the bed with her bright white feet, demonstrating to He Yunting.

"Brother, isn't our school coming to the graduation show? My character has a lot of fighting moves. You know, fighting on the stage needs to be beautiful, similar to dancing. I'm practicing in private. Leggings can effectively strengthen my attitude. Control of fighting movements."

As soon as Qiao said it was true, He Yunting didn't hear a word, his eyes were all sucked away by the scene before him.

Wrap the white bandage round and round along Joe’s ankle, passing all the way, the slender calf, knee...

"All right!"

He Yunting suddenly turned his face to the side, not looking at it again.

pointed at the door, his voice was suppressed,

"Leave my room immediately!"

"okay!"

just waiting for your words.

As soon as Joe picked up the remaining bandage, he slipped away like the wind!

Qiao Yi, who returned to his room, leaned behind the door, panting wildly.

Mom’s.

Escape from the tiger’s mouth, absolutely B is to escape from the tiger’s mouth.

Big Boss just saw how dangerous her eyes were.

Furthermore, she, Qiao looked at her hand in a daze, remembering the touch of gun＼＼[tang] just now.

Mom, I am not clean anymore!

rushed to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Annoyed while washing.

I didn’t see her usual restless behavior towards Big Boss, how could she climb up to Chuang as soon as she got drunk.

She tufted a handful of water on the mirror, pointed at herself in the mirror, and warned very seriously,

"Qiao Yi, I order you not to drink in the future. Also, keep a distance from Boss. He is your financial father, father, and elder!

How can you miss him, that's...what a mess! ! ! "

As soon as he thought of this, Qiao Yi's face instantly flushed into a big apple.

She stared at her right hand, still having difficulty facing reality.

How can she do it, how can she do it, and still...

Raised his hand and slapped the back of his head three times, and said fiercely to himself in the mirror,

"Forget what happened to my old lady!"

Today’s 8th update, let’s put out a chapter first, for everyone to enjoy~ hehe

(End of this chapter)