The Sealer of the Sword

"No...that...Look, we weren't--Ugh! Don't touch it all of a sudden!"

Then they lived happily together, which was gratifying.

Of course not now.

When the sun on the side of the sky rose from the sea level to the center, Yan Ye lay beside the window, thinking about whether to have a cigarette.

He doesn't feel back pain or leg cramps now. His physical strength is very good.

That was Sayazi who ran desperately. At first, he was used to running, but when he ran, he ran for a few miles for no reason without a red face or a heartbeat.

Ah, the heart is not beating a little too much, it's not easy but hiccups.

However, Yan Ye couldn't find any smoke after searching for a long time, but because of the long exercise just now, he felt a little hungry.

Then, after a while, he was fortunate that he was not an old smoker, otherwise he would be dead or alive--

"Ah...really."

Such a complaint from behind made Yan Ye turn his head and look behind him when he heard the words.

behind that.

The quilt, which was clearly laid on the floor during the day, looked messy, as if it had been rubbed.

Cong Yun, who was sitting on it, gave the answer.

Cong Yun was complaining in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to pick up the clothes on the side, and then put them on, leaving the slender and beautiful tui that Yan Ye couldn't help but stare at again.

Cong Yun turned his head and looked at the black silk that had already been taken off and put aside.

Because Cong Yun's top is so long that it can completely replace pants or skirts, and it can be completely wrapped. As long as you don't stretch out your hand to lift it, you can't see anything at all, so Cong Yun did not The habit of wearing underwear.

As for the safety pants or something--

Yan Ye has already destroyed that anti-human design technology tree.

And it's still devastating, to the point where it doesn't even have ashes left.

So what Cong Yun was wearing below was the black silk romper that covered the entire lower body.

But now--

Cong Yun was looking at the black silk that was placed in a mess on the quilt, and when he stretched out his hand to touch it for a while--

The first touch is the touch of black silk, and then it is a sticky ye body.

Cong Yun's expression collapsed at that instant.

As soon as she turned her head and looked at Yan Ye, she showed a dissatisfied expression, and said directly: "Really, I told you not to use it."

"Well, who made your legs so beautiful."

"Even if you compliment me, I won't be happy. Really, there's a slap in front of my leg... Really, leg control, you pervert, how horny are you?"

Seeing Cong Yun complaining over there, he finally gave up the black silk that had to be washed.

She stood up from the quilt, but swayed slightly because of the pain, and when she almost fell back on the quilt, she finally supported the admiral's table beside her and stood firm.

"I remember I put my clothes in the closet over here?"

Cong Yun just held the table with both hands, bent down slightly because of the slight pain, and unconsciously assumed an exceptionally good posture.

She turned her head and looked at the wardrobe next to the admiral's room.

Because Yan Ye habitually settled in the admiral's room, Cong Yun also followed.

So all her clothes were thrown into the closet in the admiral's room.

then.

Just as Cong Yun was muttering in a low voice, he wondered whether he should walk over to get the black silk or let Yan Ye help--

In front of the window, Yan Ye, who had a panoramic view of Cong Yun's current appearance, movements, expressions, and voice, smiled like that.

Turning around, he walked in the direction of Cong Yun with his hands on the table.

finally.

When Yan Ye stood behind Cong Yun without her noticing, he smiled and said, "Eh? Pervert? You were panting under me just now, crying and crying It wasn't like that at the time."

"Who! Who did that--eh? People?"

Yan Ye, who was standing behind Cong Yun, just looked at Cong Yun when he heard the words, turned his head directly, looked at the window and shouted like this.

As a result, the words in her mouth were not finished, but she only saw Yan Ye, who was clearly there just now, and disappeared.

then.

When Cong Yun was stunned for a moment, he realized that Yan Ye's voice came not from the window, but from behind her.

When I wanted to turn around like that.

Yan Ye took the first step, stretched out his hand, and hugged her from behind like that.

He leaned into Cong Yun's ear, exhaled softly, and watched her suddenly shudder at that moment, when the roots of her ears turned red in an instant.

Yan Ye smiled and said, "Okay, just kidding."