Hidden Assassin

The air conditioner was turned on very high, and the whole villa was warm. There was no light in the bedroom. The outside light came in from the huge glass door leading to the balcony, and there was enough lighting. I sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, looking at Jiaming took out another quilt from the cabinet while complaining, Yahan was in a mess.

I... what should I say?

His mood was very chaotic, once he faced him, his mood seemed to be chaotic, the moment he was asked to stay, what was in his mind was confession. But when I thought about it again, I felt that I was really funny, a teacher confessed to a high school student... Besides, do I really like him? This point is too complicated to sort out, plus he usually talks badly about himself being funny, if he suddenly said something like "I like you" at this time, he would probably roll all over the floor laughing.

"Well, okay." Sitting down on the other side of the bed wrapped in a quilt, Jia Ming nodded, "What's the matter, mysterious, you... want me to teach you the guitar?"

Jiaming's words undoubtedly brought a topic to the hesitant Yahan. He stretched out his legs and kicked Jiaming, and said with a smile: "Damn you, do you really think how good you are at playing the guitar? How many compliments do you have?" In a word, the tail is raised to the sky."

"Then... I guess, in such an atmosphere, we can be regarded as lonely men and widows, you asked me to stay." Jia Ming had a strange smile on his face, "You must want to express your love to me ?”

Rumble. Jia Ming's joking words fell like thunder from the sky. According to the normal reaction, Yahan should continue to stretch her legs and kick wildly, but at this moment, she looked at Jiaming, and suddenly froze there, should she laugh and play with him, or... just go with the flow.

In the quiet bedroom, Jiaming made a posture of boxing to protect his head. After a while, seeing Yahan was stupefied with anger, he just waved his hand: "Alright, don't hit me, I know I was wrong, what's the matter?"

The woman in a nightgown opposite had a complicated expression. It was cloudy and sunny, and it took a while before he chuckled, stretched out his bare feet from under the quilt, and kicked over, but was grabbed by Jia Ming, and the two separated after tugging for a long time, Yahan slightly annoyed: "You idiot, why did you confess Do you think I dare not confess? Hmph, if in ancient times, you held my feet for a long time, I would have to rely on you!"

"That's why I praise the world right now. Come on, say it."

"Well... Jiaming." Yahan hesitated for a long time. "What do you... think of me?"

"No, do you really have someone you like?"

"What." Unexpectedly, his answer would be like this. Yahan's eyes widened, dumbfounded.

"It's always like this on TV. After a man or a woman has a sweetheart, they go to a good friend to discuss it. Usually they ask you what do you think of me, what are my strengths, am I cute, etc., to increase their self-confidence. Heart, and then... basically confession. Because you already have someone you care about. That's why you care about whether you are good or not. Hey, who is it? Xu Mo?"

Somewhat funny. Looking at Jiaming with some resentment for a long time, Yahan gritted her teeth: "Okay, I have someone I like... Of course, the current situation is still very complicated, I don't know if I really like it, anyway, when I see His heart is a little messed up."

"I think you've always been a mess."

"Don't interrupt me." He gave Jiaming a hard look, "Uh, anyway...it's impossible to confess now, I...I shouldn't fall in love with him, if we really get together, others might as well." He will look at us with strange eyes, and he probably doesn't know..."

"I see, your father..."

"..."

"Okay, hehe, you continue."

"No more..." Yahan gave him a blank look, and her shoulders slumped, "Tell me, what should I do?"

"Uh, I think... you should first solve the issue of whether you like each other before you can think about other things. Of course, this kind of taboo relationship must be pleasing to each other, and then as long as you don't make it public, you can live in secret. Generally, you should There is no problem, but the problem now is, well, from the inside, that person does not know that you like him, and your confession is likely to be rejected, well, for example, that person is your father, I suggest you immediately End this... ah..."

While analyzing with her chin resting, the quilt had already been kicked severely by Yahan, and before Jia Ming rushed over, she had put her bare feet back under the quilt, and gave a provocative white look. Jiaming sighed: "I'm helping you analyze the matter. Now you are unilaterally liking someone you shouldn't like. Of course I advise you to give up. Life is not as beautiful as a fairy tale..."

"You are a child, you know what life is, and what are you talking about my dad..."

"I'm assuming."

"Assume it's your dad!"

"That's not a taboo. If my father is not dead, I don't mind if you really want to marry. Anyway, I won't call you little mother outside of public places, but if my mother is not dead...is it Are you trying to seduce any married man in the school?"

Taking a deep breath, Yahan fell down on the bed sullenly: "I'm too lazy to tell you."

Jiaming smiled faintly: "Well, from the standpoint of a friend anyway, I hope you find someone you like, but I also don't want you to encounter a forbidden relationship that will be despised by others. Heh, actually, I don't care what I say. It’s useless, you have to get it yourself if you decide, but no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, come and find me, nothing else, murder and arson are my strengths, we are friends, no matter what you do I won't let anyone bully you...sleep well, I'm leaving first, uh..."

As soon as the words fell, Yahan suddenly rushed over from the other side of the bed, hugging Jiaming's neck, and the two bodies pressed together, Yahan's heart thumped desperately.

Even if the two continue to fight, even if Jiaming has seen her body, there has never been such a hug. Under the pajamas, Yahan's body exudes a faint fragrance after bathing, full of vitality and vitality. The seductive limbs, the soft and elastic double peaks, can be clearly reflected by the contact between the two parties at this moment. For a moment, Jia Ming sighed softly, this girl is so pure, she would struggle so hard for such a thing.

Jiaming sighed in his heart, but Yahan was another. After hugging Jiaming, the sound of her heartbeat reached her ears like a drum, and her whole body was burning with tension. This was the first time she actively embraced a man like this. Man, a certain sentence was stuck in her throat, and she almost blurted it out. Then, she felt Jia Ming's hand comforting her hair, which made her feel like a child. .

In front of him, I seem to be like a child, easy to get angry, easy to show off, easy to be teased, and many times I really forget that I am six or seven years older than him. Compared to him, Jia Ming is not only capable, but also calm and reliable in his work. He can easily handle everything while talking and laughing. If he is not so much older than him, if he is really his little sister, then...

"Cough, don't bear it anymore, cry out, it will feel better when you cry out... Well, you are so despicable..."

Almost subconsciously, Yahan punched him hard in the stomach, and seemed unable to say the words she wanted to confess.

"You deserve it, I don't look like I'm going to cry."

"But you hugged me..." Jiaming curled up and stretched out his hands to accuse, and then received another violent elbow on the back: "Don't say it!" He was immediately beaten to the bed. Immediately afterwards, there was an even more violent and frenzied beating.

"Holding you is just to hit you like this..." Hahahaha!

"Tell you to hide, tell you to hide, tell you to hide..." Hammer!

"Tell you to always bully me..." Poke poke!

"Tell you to call me stupid..." Pinch pinch!

"Tell you to peek at me taking a shower..." Step on step!

"I didn't mean to..."

"Tell you to talk back..." Kick, kick, kick!

After a lot of bombardment, Yahan stood on the bed, looking at Jiaming curled up into a shrimp shape at his feet, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart, from the time he met Jiaming to the present, there has never been a single time when he played like this However, although I also understand in my heart that he is letting himself. But when I think about it, I feel very happy. It turns out that if I act a little sad, I can beat him recklessly. Hmph, thanks to the fact that he used to brag about being a cold-blooded killer in front of himself.

"Hmph, I know I was wrong."

"..."

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead."

"..."

"Hey, you don't want to spend the night with me."

Kicked twice. Jia Ming didn't respond at all. She raised her slender foot and stepped on Jia Ming's shoulder a few times. The movements were deliberately slow. This guy has always refused to suffer. He would definitely grab his feet and scratch his soles desperately Heart, after fighting for so long, it's time for him to take advantage of it and go back. However, thinking like this in her heart, Jia Ming did not move for a long time, she squatted down. He shook Jiaming twice with his hands, and then was pushed down on the bed by Jiaming who jumped up suddenly.

"Ah" whispered. Jiaming had already kicked her buttocks twice, Yahan suppressed her laughter. After a while of punching and kicking, Jia Ming was forced to retreat. Getting up from the bed, Yahan flung her fangs and claws at Jia Ming who was about to escape, and then her eyes went dark, Jia Ming threw the coat over her head, and immediately after, Jia Ming launched a counterattack .

"Tell you to hit me, hit me, hit me..."

"Ah... I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore, please forgive me..." He hugged his head and begged for mercy in a low voice. Yahan, who was covered under the coat and couldn't see clearly, retreated along the closet and curled up. In the end, she retreated to the corner of the house, curled up into a small shrimp.

"Tell you to hit me..."

"I don't dare, ah... I really don't dare, ah... Brother Jiaming, please forgive me..."

Hearing the title that Yahan uttered from his mouth while begging for mercy, Jiaming raised his hand in the air and stopped. After a while, Yahan lifted the overcoat covering his head a bit, seeing Jia Ming raised his hand again, he was so frightened that he quickly covered his head: "Oh, please, brother Jia Ming..."

It was just joking around, Jiaming naturally controlled it and would not really hit someone, although the speed was fast, but it was just a symbolic slap, and occasionally kicked her buttocks twice, anyway she kicked well Enough is enough. However, at this moment, hearing Yahan timidly calling him brother, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart. Recalling the relationship between the two, he seemed to really treat her as a younger sister who could make trouble. This feeling... a little warm, but also a little evil - because he has already started to think about it...

Shrugging his shoulders, he put on his slippers and walked to the door. When he opened the door, Yahan was secretly lifting the coat again, with a very interesting expression on his face.

"Good night, sleep well."

Waving her hand, Yahan shrank in the corner, stuck out her tongue and made a ferocious grimace, Jia Ming smiled and closed the door.

Holding the coat in his arms bit by bit, Yahan sat quietly in that corner, the slapstick in Jiaming's place was actually painless, but after being beaten, her body at this time seemed to be boiling It was scorching hot, which was due to the accelerated blood circulation, and more, it was some kind of shyness.

That little pervert doesn't mind beating him, he even kicked the lady's ass desperately, and he had to force himself to call him brother before he would stop...

Quietly, quietly, the light of colored lights shines into the room through the window sill, in the corner, Yahan curled up into a ball, biting her fingers lightly with her snow-white teeth, her hair was loose, she was indulging in joy and shyness In the intertwined and complicated emotions, it is not known where the joy came from. I did not confess my confession, and was humiliated and beaten. Oh, I seem to have become depraved...