Pat Me Please

Social death. Yu Zhou felt that if there was a program that gave awards to the degree of social death, he would definitely win the first place.

After pinching himself several times in his heart, Yu Zhou sat down calmly and explained this thing to Xiang Wan.

"The packaging of this thing is indeed a bit similar to the glove we used to eat crayfish that day, but first of all, that glove is square, and this one is smaller and rectangular."

Speaking of appearance, she couldn't say anything else.

Uncle's...

She thought for a while, picked up one, squeezed it in her hand, and signaled Xiang Wan to squeeze one too.

"biu... Can you feel it? It's not that kind of plastic glove inside, it has that, oily, not slippery."

Xiang Wan looked at her with clear eyes, rubbed his thumb and index finger together, and said, "I feel it."

Damn... what is she doing. Yu Zhou made himself a villain in his heart.

"So," Xiang Wan asked her while holding up the finger cot package, "what is this?"

"Don't worry about it, but anyway, this is a very private thing, you can't just put it outside, um, this has to be put away."

"Can't see anyone?"

"It's not shameful, it's just like your underwear, it's just fabric, right, it looks like a human being, but if you want to put it in a row on the sofa, it's not suitable, right Bar?"

Thinking of that scene, Yu Zhou laughed himself out.

Xiang Wan looked at her and smiled, frowning slightly inexplicably, but also smiled.

"Then what exactly is this, you have to tell me, lest I make a joke."

"Finger gloves." Yu Zhou's ears were a little red, and he pushed **** his heels, propped up the soles of his feet, and watched his feet rise and fall again.

As the name suggests, the fingertips are understandable, but I don't understand why the bigger gloves can be used in the store, but the fingertips can't.

"Enlighten it yourself!" Yu Zhou scratched the ground with his toes, and after saying this, he stood up and went outside to pour water.

Walking to the water dispenser, he gulped down half a glass of water and listened intently to the movement inside, but Xiang Wan hadn't come out yet.

Yu Zhou hissed, thought for a while, and walked in with water.

If you don't enter, you don't know. When you enter, you will be shocked.

Sitting on the bed, Xiang Wan tore off a package of finger cots, then pondered, and tentatively put the slippery finger cots on his left middle finger.

The fingertip was pushed to the root, and she raised her hand to look, but still couldn't think of its purpose.

Mommy...

"Xiang Wan!" Yu Zhou yelled, and walked over quickly, blushing, "What are you doing!"

The sudden panic startled Xiang Wan, looked at Xiang Yu Zhou with deer-like eyes, bit his lips, and said, "Let me figure it out by myself, I'll try it on."

"It's a little tight, but it's slippery and won't fall off. It's different from gloves."

Yu Zhou sat beside her, knocked the cup heavily on the bedside table, his face was red, but his expression was like a tiger.

"Why are you..." Xiang Wan stopped talking.

Yu Zhou stared at her fiercely.

"Such a bluff, are you guilty?" Xiang Wan asked her, tilting his head.

"Am I guilty? Hahahaha, why am I guilty?" Yu Zhou smiled, swallowed his throat, and glanced at Xiang Wan's fingers wearing finger gloves from the corner of his eye. He had to say that Xiang Wan's fingers were beautiful and long. Thin, white and tender as if wrapped in a layer of milk.

The milk-flavored fingers are wrapped in pink rubber, and there is an eroticism of tasting the forbidden fruit.

"Pick it!" Yu Zhou scolded her in a low voice.

"You haven't told me yet." Xiang Wan was a little stubborn and a little bit wronged, Yu Zhou was so abnormal, even a fool knew something was wrong.

"Don't you know everything? You pretend to be garlic."

"What do I know?" Xiang Wan frowned, and Qingyin was also a little anxious.

"You don't know, you stuck your middle finger!" Yu Zhou was very angry, she didn't know where Xiang Wan learned this, and carefully recalled whether there was anything in the ipad that shouldn't be there.

"I...Can't I put my **** on it?" Xiang Wan looked down.

"I just felt that this circle was round, like a ring, so I rolled it on my finger, pushed it a little, and it covered it." She explained.

Seeing her sincerity, Yu Zhou seemed to be able to get over it, and most of the anger disappeared. Seeing that Xiang Wan's brows were creased in anxiety because of his anger, there were small protrusions at both ends, like small hills, a little Poor look.

She couldn't bear it anymore.

"I was a little anxious just now." She said awkwardly, and added in a low voice, "I thought you were looking for a movie to watch yourself."

This girl is a ghost, based on past inferences, it is not impossible to find some website in her old mobile phone.

"Then tell me, okay?" Xiang Wan stretched out his other hand and gently shook Yu Zhou's thigh.

An inconspicuous act of begging, with a hint of coquettishness.

Yu Zhou sighed: "This finger cot is... that one, we used it when we had sex."

She used a subtle ancient word, which is very suitable for Xiang Wan to understand.

Xiang Wan looked at her, the whites of her eyes turned pink little by little, her lips parted, and she took a light breath.

It's embarrassing, Yu Zhou blows his bangs towards the sky, and his toes are still digging at the ground.

A few seconds later, Xiang Wan lowered his head, looked at his hands again, glanced at the back, looked at the front, and asked her in a very small voice: "How to do it?"

It's an angry voice, and the lights in the room are not turned on now, like two close friends in a boudoir whispering some outrageous things.

So Yu Zhou only glanced at her, and Xiang Wan's heart started to pound.

She leaned forward a little, propped her hands on the bed, the one with the fingertips up, deliberately not touching the sheets.

Yu Zhou took a look at her action, his ears became redder, and he pursed his mouth and remained silent.

Kill her and stop talking, speechless.

"You said, if you want me to deal with people by myself, I'll be like an adult, but you don't tell me many key points that adults need to know, so... what if I'm cheated?" Xiang Wanman Speak slowly and carefully.

Yu Zhou took a deep breath, sighed and exhaled again, moistened his lips, then looked at Xiang Wan seriously and said: "Xiang Wan, I am very worried whether you will be deceived, but I also doubt that you .”

"What?"

"You really don't know?" Yu Zhou stared at her and asked.

Xiang Wan winked.

"You are eighteen. In your ancient times, it was about fourteen. You should have reached the age of engagement and marriage. Didn't your mother-in-law tell you about men and women?"

"I…"

"Tell me, you know that it is good to sharpen a mirror by breaking your sleeves and dividing your peaches. With your curiosity, and your current curiosity, you will not find a way to get a few banned books. In your long and boring boudoir life In the middle, secretly solve the puzzle?"

"When you calmly told me about grinding mirrors, did you understand why it is called grinding mirrors? Knowing it but not knowing why, it's not the style of your ladies and gentlemen."

"Right?" She touched her lips and raised her eyebrows.

It is rare to see Yu Zhou like this, so this is her serious and angry look, Xiang Wan withdrew her body and stopped teasing her: "I really didn't know just now, but gradually I have some guesses, but I'm not completely sure."

She asked in a low voice, "Is this going to be put in the place of intercourse, isn't it?"

"Yes." Seeing that she asked calmly, Yu Zhou nodded too.

Xiang Wan raised his hand, pushed out his middle finger, and bent the other four fingers slightly, thoughtfully: "Sure enough."

"Hey!" Yu Zhou slapped her waist.

"Um?"

"Don't give people the middle finger, it's impolite!"

"Oh." Xiang Wan wanted to take it back.

The two were facing each other, but they heard a female voice like a gust of wind float over: "I said how many times I have to yell after eating, do you want to eat or not!"

Ms. Zhao got angry and slammed on the door, but the door was not closed firmly, so she slapped it open.

Ms. Zhao held the chopsticks and looked at Xiang Wan's hand as if in a state of concentration.

The three of them were relatively silent. A few seconds later, Ms. Zhao burst out a series of astonishing high-pitched voices: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

She covered her eyes, turned her head and walked out, angrily: "What are you doing! Don't close the door! I'm going to have the eye of a needle!"

Yu Zhou slumped his shoulders helplessly, pressed his **** and ring finger against the center of his eyebrows, and sighed heavily.

Before coming in, Ms. Zhao looked at her with a "playful" look, and it seemed that she had misunderstood her and Xiang Wan's kitchen play.

This time I jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off.