Chapter 2616： Uncle's autistic girl (22)

Chapter 2616 Uncle's Autistic Girl (22)

The door is closed again.

Bai Weiwei reached for her own hair and began to wash her hair.

She didn't take a shower for so many days, but she also disliked herself.

Isn't this just a matter of making more opportunities to get along, is it a last resort?

Bai Weiwei washes while calling for the system.

What is the follow-up of the dog man’s history of chasing his wife’s blood and tears?

Reconciliation: "Being blocked, disturbing."

Yu Shaoyun, who went out, stopped at the door, and then he reached out and slowly touched his forehead.

Wet fingers, with a touch of coolness.

Let his dawn gradually calm down.

Under the white light, the man is still very elegant and takes the step and leaves the bathroom step by step.

But when he turned the screen, the man reached out and the slender fingertips pressed gently on the lips, as if to taste something.

[Hey, the man is very fond of fifteen. 】

Bai Weiwei changed the clothes brought by the maid.

It is also a Chinese silk home service.

If not going out, Yu Shaoyun rarely wears western clothes.

He likes silk.

Especially good silk.

These are expensive scary fabrics.

He likes to collect silk, including old-fashioned clothing.

Both men and women are good, as long as the colors are special enough, things are worth buying.

The clothes given to Bai Weiwei were taken from his silk preservation.

A cheongsam.

The cheongsam of the sea bream is just right for the shape of Bai Weiwei.

Her hair, like a waterfall, fell behind her, and the sea bream was red, feminine and feminine.

He neutralized some of her feelings.

Instead, it just appeared to be just eighteen years old, such as the sea bream that happened to bloom in the branches.

Delicate and faint.

Too amazing to dress, let Yu Shaoyun rarely stayed for a while.

I like to collect silk, even the quirky man of clothing, for the first time in my heart, there is a strange incitement.

It seems that he is a bad woman who collects women's silk clothes.

They are all prepared for this moment.

[Hey, the male owner is 18 degrees. 】

Bai Weiwei looked at him blankly, completely unaware of where the heat in his eyes came from.

He did not move.

She does not dare to move.

It seems that I think this uncle has been staring at her, just like staring at braised pork.

Bai Weiwei hesitated, stepping back and trying to stay away from him.

Yu Shaoyun also woke up from the stunning.

His expression was a little tight, but he was not ruined.

Take a look at the time, eleven o'clock.

This is the time for Yu Shaoyun to rest.

So he stood up and threw the book in his hand, ready to sleep.

Bai Weiwei, however, breathed a sigh of relief, stepping back a few steps and shrinking into his corner, sitting on a soft carpet.

Continue to see the novel of dog man history of blood and tears.

The dog man was beaten, the company went bankrupt, and the woman owner took the whip and smoked...

The storyline is really ups and downs, and the dog's blood is full of blood.

This novel is not difficult to understand.

Bai Weiwei read the novel and fell asleep while watching.

Today, I have enough good feelings, and the time is still fixed.

There is no time for the Raiders.

Brush it slowly.

The dog man Yu Shaoyun should be sleeping in a big bed. She is in the corner, although it is soft, but she sleeps very hard.

Hard work, she still fell asleep.

Time passes by.

When the pointer was a little, the room screen was on the other side, and the man on the big bed finally got up.

His clothes are somewhat creased, like flipping over and over.

Hair is also rare to have a few hairs.

The man stepped across the screen and saw a small figure, curled up in the corner.

Poor to say.

He has no compassion.

But she wore her own collection of clothes, so she was nestled.

When I get up tomorrow, the clothes are basically scrapped.

In fact, she can give her lady's pajamas, the maid's clothes so much, just one can wear.

Yu Shaoyun did not give it.

He vaguely knew the dark thoughts in his heart.

But that is... the moment she saw her, the stunned heart passed.

Let him start to produce, if you use her as a silk, put it in a box and put it in a collection.

Inexplicable thoughts.

He scoffed at it.

Yu Shaoyun walked up to her, and the darkness fell on the face of most of his face, so that the man who was as elegant as bamboo on weekdays had a few gloomy ghosts.

Then he bent and touched the cheongsam on her body.

Beautiful colors, silky fabric.

Just like the skin on her neck, there is a magical power.

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)