About half an hour later, in his room.

After leaving the bath, Xiao Xueer sat on his bed wrapped in a soft bath towel. The towel was casually tied a knot on her chest, and the hem only covered the top of her thighs, as if she could expose at any time.

Her eyebrows, eyes and cheeks were clean, delicate and refreshing, her skin was so greasy that she could not find any flaws, and there was not even a mole. The whole body reflected a delicate and gentle luster like jade under the light. She lowered her head slightly to the side so that her black hair would hang naturally. She held a dry hair towel in her hands and wiped it slowly. Her elegant neck was covered with a little water droplet that seeped out of her hair. She seemed to be emitting a faint fragrance after bathing, and it also shook people's eyes.

No wonder people say that women who are lazy as lazy as cats are those who are fresh after they wake up.

She threw the phone next to her and the screen was dark.

While wiping her wet hair, Xiao Xueer said to him with a look of "I think I am so stupid" and "I think I am so funny" as she told him about the misunderstanding that she had made from the sounds made by the laptop before.

The hem of the bath towel reveals its round and slender thighs, and the curved shape is perfect. The girl's delicate skin seems to be able to pinch out water with a little force. Moreover, the bath towel cannot be wrapped firmly, as if the movements will open the gap once it is enlarged. The skin on her chest is also snow-white, which far exceeded the development scale of her peers in high school and is even more plump and delicate. The shape is perfect, pushing the bath towel up a considerable ball, obviously not wearing anything under it, and she chuckled gently and trembled, which is extremely annoying.

Anyang looked confused.

This mistress is so white... it's not so round.

No, no, it's so big!!

In a trance, he remembered what he had seen before...

No, no! What are you thinking about? That laptop belongs to Comrade Xiaoqian, he has never used it at all, and it is even more impossible to set up such an idiotic thing!

Comrade Xiaoqian is not so bored either!

So what's going on?

Anyang was thinking.

At this time, Xiao Xueer had already put down her hair dryer and said to him a little embarrassedly: "So I was worried about Brother Anyang, but I didn't expect to make a joke, which made Brother Anyang, who received the help message, worry..."

Anyang came to his senses and looked at her: "It's okay."

Such a long hair is obviously impossible to be wiped dry, it is still a little wet, but it no longer drips down. Xiao Xueer lets her hair be draped behind her back casually. Because she has been wiped, it is more fluffy than when she is wet, which is in sharp contrast with the snow-white bath towel and neck.

If she is tempting just out of the bath, then this wet radiance will push this temptation to the top.

Anyang couldn't help but sigh inwardly that this was really too annoying, she definitely did it on purpose.

It seemed that Xiao Xueer was completely unprepared in front of him. She could come to him in a bath towel, as if she was not worried about being exposed and being seen by him. It was probably the same as the couple who had lived together for many years. But every move seemed to be deliberately seducing Anyang, deliberately showing her attractive figure, deliberately showing her beautiful and delicate cheeks and trust in him, and deliberately showing the unique delicateness of a young girl and the charm after taking the bath. She probably also knew when women were the most charming, so even if the design of the dry hair towel in her hand could wrap her hair, she still did not intend to wrap her hair on the top of her head like an old couple after drying her hair, but let it be spread behind her back, because this is even more attractive.

Unfortunately, Anyang is not a young boy. He has matured a lot, and he knows these things very well.

His heart is like a mirror!

But it's useless...

He had known for a long time that Xiao Xueer liked him very much. He knew what she was thinking as soon as he hit Xiao Xueer, but he could not resist the temptation of "I just want to tempt you".

"It turns out that after you have reached a certain level of strength, you can ignore all rules!"

Xiao Xueer is like this in front of him now. She is extremely beautiful. Whether it is her annoying figure or a cold face, her refreshing after taking the bath or her admiration, it is irresistible. She also tried every means to magnify her own advantages. If she were an ordinary man, she would have bleed a blood long ago.

Anyang also felt like his heart was burning. He pondered for a long time before he spoke and made a slightly dry sound: "Xue'er, what else do you have? It's too late, it's time to rest."

"Brother Anyang, do you want me to say good night to you?" Compared to Anyang's hard work, although Xiao Xueer was also thumping in her heart, she had to be much calmer. At this time, she was undoubtedly the one who controlled the rhythm.

"Good night." Anyang said.

Xiao Xueer smiled when she heard this, stood up from the bed, as if she was about to go back to the room, and her slender legs became more conspicuous.

But she leaned over to Anyang's ear, reached out to put her hair on her chest, and she couldn't help but exhale. She tried to calm herself down and couldn't help but pause for a moment, and this posture seemed to be deliberately showing something to Anyang.

After a while, she said, "I like you, Brother Anyang."

As she finished speaking, she directly stretched out her hand to wrap Anyang's neck, leaned over to hug Anyang, and rested her head on his shoulder. The two of them immediately had close contact with each other.

A stream of milk bath solution suddenly soaked into Anyang's heart and lungs, which made him stunned and he didn't react.

When she realized that, Xiao Xueer was sitting next to him, still surrounding his neck, facing her with his body slightly leaning forward, and her delicate thin lips were only a short distance away from him.

"Where are you? Brother Anyang." She asked in a low voice.

"Xueer, we..."

Xiao Xueer bit his lower lip and made him unable to say what he said later. Then she let him go again, bit her lip, her eyes as quiet as Qiuhu, and she looked at him calmly: "Does Brother Anyang want me to take the initiative every time?"

Anyang was stunned.

Xiao Xueer also looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

After a while, he reached out and hugged Xiao Xueer's waist, and hugged her tightly, and the distance between them instantly narrowed.

The two of them instantly fitted together.

There is nothing more to say, there are only slight breathing and long whispers left in the quiet room. The wet kiss seems to always bring a warm feeling of peace and heartwarming for lovers, and can quickly stir up people's feelings and desires.

Anyang gradually reached out and wandered around Xiao Xueer. Just as he grabbed the knot tied by the bath towel on Xiao Xueer's right chest, the door of the room suddenly opened.

"Click!"

This sound is so harsh!

The two of them were shocked in an instant and stopped their original actions.

Anyang couldn't help but feel a little upset. He hadn't even noticed that he had even approached others. Could it be that he was actually a legendary physique controlled by his lower body?

He was not very panicked, but Xiao Xueer became even more panicked. She quickly tidied up the bath towel and wiped the wrinkles on the bed, as if sitting on pins and needles.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer from the aisle, and Xiao Xueer became even more nervous. She immediately picked up her cell phone, and her physique, which was not easy to blush, also became a little blushed. In this house, there was only An You except her and An Yang. She planned to wait for An You to come over and explain her own mischief to her, so that she could probably explain why she appeared here in a bath towel.

As for what she had come to find Brother Anyang before, she didn't need to explain this to Xiao You, her heart was like a broken mirror.

But Huang Lan came in.

"Uh..." Xiao Xueer was a little surprised. She looked at the fact that she was wearing less fabric than the bath towel she wrapped around, but much more reliable than the bath towel, standing in front of her, holding a glass of warm milk in her hand, staring at her faintly. For some reason, she couldn't say any excuses she had prepared.

"Sister Huang Lan..." she shouted in a low voice.

"Yeah." Huang Lan nodded lightly, without saying anything extra, and did not ask her why she was wearing so little at night, and even had no extra expression, as if she had already understood everything.

"Then I'll leave first." Xiao Xueer quickly got up, pulled the hem of the bath towel and walked out, took two steps and looked back at Anyang, "Good night, brother Anyang~"

"Good night." Anyang grinned.

Xiao Xueer, wearing black sponge flip-flops, looked longer with her legs, white skin and delicate feet, but the figure quickly walked into the aisle and disappeared.

Brother Anyang will handle all this, she thought.

As she expected, when she left, her eyes turned from calm to scrutiny when facing Huang Lan. Anyang had no intention of panic at all. Instead, he looked up at Huang Lan, spoke first, and asked in a deep voice: "What have you done in my room!"

Huang Lan suddenly panicked, stunned for a moment, and quickly handed out the milk in her hand: "Here, warm milk, drink it quickly."

Anyang took the cold milk, looked down, and stared at her tightly without any slacking off: "Don't try to get through the test with a glass of milk, I know you're doing it, and everything is in my control! You'd better explain the matter to me honestly, otherwise I'll put you in the living room drawer, throw away all the snacks in your bedroom bedside table, including the warehouse!"

"hiss!"

Huang Lan's body trembled suddenly.

She quickly thought about how to overcome this difficulty.

Just as she was thinking about how to perfectly push the pot on the little fox, she heard An Yang say again: "It was because of your prank that Xueer was worried and even sent a message to call the police for help. The trouble was quite big. As soon as I came back, I received the message... I was startled!"

"I'm sorry, I don't know Xue'er would ask for help because of this incident..." Huang Lanzheng honestly admitted her mistake, and suddenly became stunned, as if she realized the key.

Then, Anyang watched Huang Lan's aura go from weak to strong, as if she had instant confidence and dared to look directly at him.

He immediately thought it was not good.

It seems that I have been extravagant...

But he was still not afraid and continued to glar at Huang Lan.
Chapter completed!