Chapter 17： do you want cystitis

A burst of blood rushed to the top of his head, and Lu Mo's expression cracked. He avoided Ye Qingqing's eyes and groaned, "No, you can go back!"

Ye Qingqing was secretly amusing, and she was a dead duck!

"I'll get you a urinal!"

Ye Qingqing went to the corner of the house to get the spittoon. Lu Mo, who was 185 tall, definitely couldn't hold her, so she could only grieve him for sitting and urinating.

"No, Ye Qingqing, let me go!"

Lu Mo raised his voice, his lower abdomen became more and more distended, which made him hate his powerlessness now, but if Ye Qingqing urinates him, he might as well die on the battlefield.

"Why are you shy? I'm not shy, really... OK, OK... I promise not to peek at it!"

Ye Qingqing brought the spittoon, held it between Lu Mo's legs, and turned her head away, her face warm.

Don't look at her words, but in fact her heart was beating happily. In her previous life, she and Lu Qingquan were married for five years. Lu Qingquan was either on a mission or working in the army. The number of times she came back throughout the year could not be counted on the palm of your hand.

And every time he came back, Lu Qingquan would only stay for two or three days at most, and then it was just a coincidence that he would bump into her aunt every time.

So... even though she's been married for five years, she's still a big girl. She's still waiting for her first kiss, and she's never seen a man's stuff.

She didn't say she was shy, Lu Mo was hypocritical!

After waiting for a long time, Ye Qingqing didn't hear the sound of water, Ye Qingqing didn't dare to look back, so she shouted: "Lu Mo, do you want to pee on your pants? If you hold it in any longer, your bladder will burst. If you don't pee, I'll take you off. Pants!"

"Ye Qingqing... Are you still a girl?" Lu Mo gritted his teeth.

"You don't know if I'm a girl, who can be as beautiful as me, Lu Mo, hurry up, my hands are sore, count to three, if you don't pee, I'll really pick up your pants, one...two... "

Lu Mo hated his teeth, but he was really bloated, and he was worried that he would pee on his pants if he held it in, or that he would have cystitis or something.

Helpless... He had to open the zipper...

The rustling voice rang out, Ye Qingqing's face burned even more, and she muttered, "You pee... don't splash on my hands!"

Lu Mo's chest was blocked, and he was so angry that he almost held back his urine.

Looking at the pair of fair and beautiful little hands holding the spittoon tightly, Lu Mo couldn't help feeling soft. No matter what Ye Qingqing did, it was really rare that he could do this for him.

But he also couldn't affect Ye Qingqing's life.

She deserves a better man, and shouldn't waste time on this **** like him.

"Okay!" Lu Mo said in a dull voice.

Ye Qingqing's hand was really sore. She changed her hand and was about to go to the bathroom to fall down. When she turned around, Lu Mo caught a glimpse of Ye Qingqing's face full of red clouds from the corner of his eyes.

His heart was suddenly touched by something, this girl said fiercely, but she was actually too embarrassed.

"Thank you..." Lu Mo said in a deep voice.

Ye Qingqing didn't dare to raise her head, her face must be very red, Lu Mo couldn't let Lu Mo find out that she was shy, or she would be so embarrassed!

"I said I would take care of you..."

Ye Qingqing hurried to the bathroom. Fortunately, Lu Mo had it in his room, so he didn't have to go outside.

After cleaning the spittoon in the bathroom, Ye Qingqing put cold water on her face, and the burn on her face was not so much. Then she went out. Lin Shufang held the three-color cup in the room and said with a big smile, "Qingqing, eat quickly!"

"Thank you, Aunt Fang, I'm going home. I'll come back tomorrow."

Ye Qingqing was still a little shy, didn't dare to look at Lu Mo, took the three-color cup and hurried away.