Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

There was no sound of water in the bathroom, and Qinger never thought there would be anyone inside.

Not to mention she was a little careless when she reached out and pushed the door, so she didn't respond even if there was another force behind the door.

Until her head hit a hard chest.

A "bang" made a muffled noise, and Qinger took a breath of cold air, almost hitting his balance.

"Be careful!" A pair of powerful arms took her waist without hesitation, holding her whole body in her arms. The teenager's voice was worried and anxious. "Sister Qing'er, are you okay?"

! ! ! ! ! !

Qinger cursed in his heart, who could think that this kid was still in the bathroom!

When the pain eased away, she tried to hold him upright, but when she reached out her hand, she found something was wrong.

This smooth and hot touch...

This item is not wearing clothes! ! !

Qinger shoved him like he was burnt by something, but the result was too much force, and the body fell back uncontrollably, so the teenager in front dragged her back into his arms again, full of tone Is nervous: "Sister Qing'er?"

Qing'er was forced to lean on his shoulder, and the strange and strong masculine scent was stronger. With the fragrance of the shower gel, she almost couldn't breathe.

She blushed and said angrily: "Release!"

A Yao seemed to be stunned for a moment before recovering her hands on her waist.

Qing'er stepped back and stepped away from him. She coughed a little and was about to reprimand him, but when the teenager's body caught her eye, she suddenly forgot what she should say.

The kid did not wear clothes. He only wrapped a bath towel around his waist. I don’t know if it was rubbed when she was just holding her. At this time, the bath towel was loosely hung on his waist and lined with a block. The distinct abdominal muscles are particularly clear, and the two mermaid lines are directly submerged under the bath towel, which is intriguing.

Qinger couldn't help but opened his eyes wide, only to feel that the ears were hot.

She was wrong. She was really wrong. I thought this kid was young and somewhat thin. Now it seems that he just looks thin. He hasn’t been indifferent in military schools for years.

But soon, Qing'er realized how outdated his daze... Schott! Has her image and prestige collapsed completely?

She quickly raised her head and forced herself to look at his face, trying to save it, but the afterglow of her eyes couldn't ignore his beautiful and smooth neck and neck lines...Help! Who will take away this demon!

"Sister Qing'er?" A Yao finally spoke, her voice a little cautious, and he seemed completely unable to understand why she showed such a conflicted expression.

"You..." Qinger coughed and finally calmed down, looking at him with a sturdy question and asked, "Why didn't you take a shower?"

"I washed it, just rubbing my body lotion..." He blinked, his tone sounding more careful.

Qinger was choked: "...what kind of body milk do big men rub!"

He smiled suddenly: "It's too dry here, and I won't wipe it when I get used to it."

Qing'er is speechless, okay, now the season is changing, it is indeed a bit dry, but this kid is the kind of white and tender skin...

"...Forget it, go back to bed earlier." Qinger waved his hand and looked away.