The Close Special Soldier

After a while, Zhao Yang's voice rang out: "little Bingbing, where are your n clothes and N pants? Why didn't you take it out? "

Murong Bingyun quickly responded: "I don't need this. I can do it myself."

Zhao Yang responded: "this can't work. I'll wash it for you."

Murong Bingyun quickly responded with a firm voice: "I don't change it. I'll wear it later."

Zhao Yang replied, "I'll wash it for you first, and then I'll blow it clean with a hair dryer right away."

"Not really." Murong Bingyun responded immediately.

"Little Bingbing, don't fight with me. If you fight with me again, it will be dawn later." Zhao Yang still said persistently.

Murong Bingyun thinks that Zhao Yang will have a competition tomorrow. He thinks that the martial arts meeting is an important event and can't be delayed. He gives n's clothes to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang took it nervously, and his heart beat faster.

He didn't know what had happened to him just now, why he suddenly asked to help her wash her clothes. Zhao Yang felt his brain was in a state of hyperemia, thinking that he must have been too eager to bring it.

Murong Bingyun in the bathroom has blushed to her neck at this time. She only regretted it after she handed out her n clothes. As a result, it's too late to regret now.

Zhao Yang takes Murong Bingyun's clothes, some nervous, some excited, some curious.

Well, can I smell it?

No, it's disgusting.

Smell it and see what it tastes like.

Would it be a little perverse?

Zhao Yang holds Murong Bingyun's intimate clothes in his hand, and his heart is struggling with contradictions.

After a while, Zhao Yang finally couldn't resist the temptation and went to smell it.

Like a thief, Zhao Yang immediately turned to the bathroom after smelling it. Make sure Murong Bingyun didn't see it, then he finally put down his heart.

Zhao Yang then took it to the washroom and helped Murong Bingyun clean it seriously and quickly.

The washroom is just next to the bathroom. Zhao Yanggang can see Murong's fuzzy figure through the frosted glass.

This kind of feeling is really wonderful. Zhao Yang's face is full of joy. His biggest ideal is to be with the woman he loves every day, carefree and happy every day.

Zhao Yang soon after washing, and then immediately blow dry with a hair dryer. She blew her clothes for a while.

When Murong Bingyun comes out of the bathroom, Zhao Yangli hands her the N clothes that have been dried. Also specially looked at her body several eyes, thought that the bath towel inside is the vacuum, Zhao Yang felt the blood boiling.

Murong Bingyun went in to change his clothes and came out again. He lowered his head, blushed and said to Zhao Yang, "take a bath quickly, and then give me your clothes."

"Good!" Without saying a word, Zhao Yang rushed directly into the bathroom, took off his clothes three times and five times, and then handed them to Murong Bingyun.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yang finished his bath and came out with a bath towel. Murong Bingyun had already washed his clothes and dried them for the waiter.

"Then go to bed and I'll go."

Who knows Zhao Yang is to open mouth to say: "that, small ice ice, can you accompany me here?"

Murong Bingyun had already experienced Zhao Yang's dead skin and dirty face, so after he finished this sentence, she immediately firmly responded: "no! I'm going. "

Zhao Yang pretended to be pathetic. "In fact, I haven't told you that I choose a bed. Although the bed in the hotel is good, I can't get used to sleeping in a strange bed."

Murong Bingyun asked suspiciously, "there is no connection between you choosing a bed and me staying with you?"

Zhao Yang said with a smile: "the connection is very big. If you stay with me, I won't pick the bed. "

"You don't have a good reason at all." Murong Bingyun said.

Zhao Yang said seriously, "I mean it."

"You see, I was sleeping in your house before. Did I fall asleep soon? I'm a bed chooser, but if a familiar person sleeps with me, then I won't choose a bed. " Zhao Yang said.

Murong Bingyun is very speechless, such reasons are OK?

"I don't believe it." Murong Bingyun said: "if I stay, I guess you can't sleep more."

Zhao Yang said with a smile: "little Bingbing, you can't believe me, but I'm telling the truth. Do you want me to have a good rest and fight tomorrow? "

Murong Bingyun is even more nervous than Zhao Yang when he thinks of tomorrow's Wulin meeting. This Wulin meeting is a tough battle, which requires Zhao Yang to give all his strength.

She stared at Zhao Yang and said, "then you are not allowed to do anything. Can you do it or not?"

Zhao Yang immediately nodded and said, "is this still true? I'm known as the first gentleman in China. How can I do such wretched things? "Are you still a gentleman? You are a hypocrite! Murong Bingyun despises Tao in his heart.

Zhao Yang then gives the hair dryer to Murong Bingyun and asks her to clean her hair. Then he immediately jumps to bed, lifts the quilt and goes in.

"Little Bingbing, come on up, too. I can easily fall asleep by sleeping with you." Zhao Yang said with a smile to Murong Bingyun.

Murong Bingyun used to sleep with Zhao Yang, so now she sleeps with him again. She doesn't have much resistance.

So she also sat on the bed, Zhao Yang said to her: "little Bingbing, do you want to change into a bath towel? It's a little too tight for you to sleep

Murong Bingyun immediately responded: "you don't care about me."

Zhao Yang no longer said anything, Murong Bingyun also lay on the bed, with nearly 30 cm between them.

Zhao Yang said to Murong Bingyun with a smile: "little Bingbing, can I get closer to you? Otherwise I can't feel your breath, and I'll still not be able to sleep. "

Murong Bingyun is helpless. He is cheated by Zhao Yang. He has no choice. For the sake of his martial arts meeting tomorrow, he can only agree to his request.

Zhao Yang saw that she did not respond and immediately moved to her side.

This time Zhao Yang was less than five centimeters away from Murong Bingyun. He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "it's so fragrant, little Bingbing. Your fragrance is really refreshing."

"Go to bed! Don't talk Murong Bingyun said seriously.

Zhao Yang immediately closed his mouth, measured his body over Murong Bingyun, and looked at her with a smile.

"Close your eyes or I'll go." Murong Bingyun said again in a commanding tone.

Zhao Yang quickly obediently closed his eyes.