Chapter 55 You're a Pervert
After closing the door, Zhou Tingyun placed the plate steadily on the table, and then pulled out Ming Zhao who was hiding behind the desk.
"It's all your fault." Ming Zhao's tone was a little annoyed. He looked so miserable now that he couldn't face anyone.
"Blame me," the man said calmly and calmly, patting her waist. "Go wash your hands and eat some fruit."
Ming Zhao had just washed his hands and came out when he was carried to sit on Zhou Tingyun's lap.
She actually felt a little guilty, after all, her retreat just now was too obvious.
But the other party didn't seem to intend to question.
Ming Zhao, who usually ate alone, suddenly felt a pang of conscience. She lowered her eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, then reached out her slender fingers and picked up a plump, round green grape.
Blinking, "Want to eat?"
Facing Zhou Tingyun's gaze, Ming Zhao smiled and gently bit the green grape between his teeth, then slowly moved closer.
Soon, the sour and sweet taste of the green grapes burst out in the mouth, and the refreshing taste permeates between the lips and teeth.
He pinched her chin and kissed her until the fruity scent disappeared without a trace, then let go.
She sighed quietly, "You're so scary, brother."
Zhou Tingyun gestured for her to continue.
"You actually forced your sister to do this." Ming Zhao pretended to be frightened. "Are you a proper brother?"
He accepted her accusations without attempting to refute them.
Ming Zhao started to play with his Adam's apple again, poking it lightly with his fingertips. "Zhou Tingyun, you haven't been planning anything bad to me for a long time, have you?"
Slowly moving down, she lightly hooked her hand around his collar and gave him an order.
"Answer quickly."
Things had developed to this point and there was nothing to hide, so he agreed with her guess.
Ming Zhao was now in high spirits, his eyes sparkling and his smile very proud, "When did it start?"
"When you were eighteen," he said.
Ten...eighteen?
Ming Zhao's eyes widened. This was too early. She thought it would only start after she returned home.
"Zhou Tingyun, you're so perverted!"
Zhou Tingyun's eyebrows did not move, as if he was not the one being scolded.
"Why are you like this?" She poked his shoulder. "You're actually thinking about a little girl who just came of age. I'm going to report you to the Six Gates!"
He held her hand and said, "Little girl, if you don't eat some fruit, you'll wilt."
Mingzhao hurried to get it, but suddenly thought of something.
"Wait, then why did you suddenly ignore me?" She glared at him, "and asked me to get out!"
Zhou Tingyun: "I don't think I said the word 'get out'."
"That's not the point. Anyway, you were mean to me. Is there anyone you like as much as you do?" Ming Zhao asked loudly, looking very angry.
Zhou Tingyun was helpless. "You have to allow my brother some moral integrity at that time. He needs to calm down and digest it for a few days."
Almost unable to suppress the curl of his lips, Ming Zhao asked, "So where are your morals now?"
"If you keep talking about morality," he pinched her face, "my sister will be kidnapped by someone else."
Hearing him say this, the girl leaned on his shoulder and laughed.
Zhou Tingyun lowered his eyes and looked at her, his expression was indifferent and his emotions were difficult to discern.
In the evening, at the dining table, Zhou Tingyun was peeling crabs for Ming Zhao.
It was obviously a very common scene, but Mr. Zhou was inexplicably becoming more and more unhappy with Zhou Tingyun, and he was unhappy about everything.
Even though the two of them were sitting opposite each other for the first time today, he still wanted to draw a galaxy between them.
The crab meat was cold, and Mingzhao hadn't eaten much before Zhou Tingyun supervised him and forced him to put down his chopsticks.
She glared at him in dissatisfaction.
He appears to be well-behaved on the surface, but starts to act mischievously under the table.
She stood on tiptoe, secretly hooked Zhou Tingyun's calf, and moved slowly along his straight suit pants.
The man glanced at her with a warning look in his eyes.
Although she looked innocent, her actions became more and more violent.
Rub gently, like a fox's tail sweeping softly, moving upwards little by little.
Zhou Tingyun just paused slightly, and his face looked calm.
Where did this old monk in meditation come from?
Ming Zhao complained inwardly and wanted to retract his words, but he felt his ankle tighten.
She looked up and saw that the man still had a dignified and serious look, like a gentle and polite gentleman.
Kewei's fingertips were slowly stroking and stroking from her ankle upwards, and gently kneading the soft flesh where her calf and ankle meet.
The strange and unbearable feeling made her want to pull back immediately, but she didn't budge. Ming Zhao, having lost more than she gained, begged Zhou Tingyun for mercy with a docile look.
He didn't return her gaze.
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