Chapter 61 Inappropriate
In the quiet atmosphere, only the slight sound of clothes rubbing against each other could be heard.
Then there was a click.
Something was opened and thrown on the ground.
Zhou Tingyun's gaze was deep and unfathomable.
"Has my brother ever taught you how to unbuckle a man's belt?"
I am getting bolder and bolder.
Ming Zhao was not frightened by his tone at all. Instead, the corners of her mouth curled up and she kissed him with a smile.
The man did not hide anymore and let her lick him like a kitten drinking water.
When his patience was gradually exhausted, he held the back of her neck and ran his fingertips up through her hair.
The ambiguous sound of water could hardly stop, and the air was filled with heat.
Until Mingzhao touched something and suddenly froze.
Her rationality returned instantly.
Ming Zhao pushed him away and said, "Let's break up."
Zhou Tingyun frowned slightly and looked at her coldly.
"You...you..." Ming Zhao's heart trembled and he spoke incoherently.
He glanced at her quickly, then immediately looked away as if frightened. "I, I, I don't think we are suitable."
As he was about to run away, someone quickly caught him back.
Zhou Tingyun's voice remained calm: "Your video browsing history doesn't seem to say that."
Ming Zhao was stunned when he heard this, and after a moment's reaction, he almost jumped up, "How dare you peek at my phone!"
"You used my iPad to watch the video that day." Zhou Tingyun said patiently.
“…”
The girl's face instantly turned red and she shouted, "You are not allowed to buy the same protective case as me again!"
As she spoke, she tried to pry his hands apart, "Anyway, you... you can do it yourself."
Zhou Tingyun didn't mind her giving up halfway, but just asked her gently to get the pink nightgown from the closet.
After staring at him blankly for a while, Ming Zhao's watery eyes gradually filled with disbelief.
"Zhou Tingyun, what did you use it for?"
Even when angry, she is still coquettish and delicate.
The man's eyes fell on her face and he spoke slowly, "Doesn't Zhao Zhao know?"
Ming Zhao was speechless. For a moment, he couldn't tell which was more embarrassing: actively handing him the nightgown or using his hands.
But seeing how calm he was, my competitive spirit suddenly came over me.
The kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Ming Zhao was so tired that he fell in front of Zhou Tingyun.
She pushed his shoulder and said vaguely, "My hands are sore."
Zhou Tingyun didn't force her anymore. He separated their legs slightly and kissed the corner of her lips.
His palm slowly covered the back of her hand.
"Then look at me, ok?"
…
Ming Zhao was washing his hands with his ears burned. After holding it in for a long time, he couldn't help but stepped hard on the man.
Every time she just asks if it's okay or not. When have you ever listened to her?
hypocrite.
Zhou Tingyun was not annoyed. He took out a tissue and waited until Mingzhao turned off the faucet, then reached out and held her wrist.
The fair and delicate hands are slender, beautiful and soft to the touch.
He wiped the water off her hands gently and carefully.
Ming Zhao thought of her own pitiful nightgown and glared at him, "You want me to wear clothes you've soiled? Is this fair?"
"You think it's dirty now, but what if it gets on your body later?" Zhou Tingyun's face was calm and his voice was gentle.
Hearing this, Ming Zhao felt that his brain was like a machine that suddenly malfunctioned. With a "boom", it seemed as if something was smoking inside.
Her ears suddenly felt even hotter, and she rushed forward to cover the man's mouth.
But he was picked up and gently placed on the sink.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Tingyun's kiss fell on her face like fine snowflakes.
It started snowing heavily outside the window again.
Today is New Year's Eve.
Since he was going on vacation to the island tomorrow, Ming Zhao woke up early and was trying on the clothes he was going to bring.
I saw all kinds of clothes piled up in a mess on the sofa, like a small mountain.
Zhou Tingyun shook his head helplessly. He walked over and patiently picked up the clothes one by one and hung them up carefully.
Then she packed the different outfits she decided to bring into bags and put them in her suitcase.
Seeing the bikini with little fabric in her hand, she couldn't help but frown.
Finally put it in.
After Zhou Tingyun packed Ming Zhao's luggage, the procrastinator, lunch was ready.
It is best paired with mutton hotpot in winter. The hot white steam is fragrant, and outside the open door is a magnificent snow scene.
Ming Zhao held the sauce Zhou Tingyun had prepared for her and ate it until sweat broke out on the tip of her nose.
She whispered, "If we break up someday, will you still season me?"
Zhou Tingyun's face darkened.
He glanced at the man who buried his head in eating like an ostrich and said nothing.
After dinner, Zhou Siyu and Zhou Qi'an ran out to play snowballs.
Ming Zhao felt like a kitten was tickling him, and he couldn't help but want to follow.
As soon as she took a step, Zhou Tingyun pulled her back.
The man carefully wrapped her scarf around her, wrapping her up tightly, and helped her put on gloves and earmuffs, not missing any corner where air might leak out.
Only after making sure that she would not get cold did I let her go and play.
After being "approved", the small artillery shells immediately rushed out and quickly joined the battle.
He followed her slowly.
The two girls instantly formed a team and launched a series of attacks on Zhou Qiyan.
Zhou Qi'an, who was bombarded with snowballs and had no power to fight back, had a painful expression on his face.
He made a bitter face and wailed loudly: "Brother, save me--" The voice echoed in the empty snowfield, sounding particularly miserable.
Zhou Tingyun ignored him and kept his eyes on Mingzhao.
In the intense battle, he supported the chubby Zongzi who was staggering because he was too heavy.
Zongzi took advantage of the situation and pressed his arm to steady his footing, then ordered him sternly, "You are my brother, you are not allowed to help him."
There were some snowflakes on her eyelashes and the tip of her nose was red.
Very cute.
Seeing Zhou Tingyun just looking at her quietly without saying anything, Ming Zhao became anxious and raised her voice: "Zhou Tingyun!"
It was especially loud on the snow.
Zhou Qian'an lost his balance and almost stumbled.
Only Ming Zhao had no scruples and dared to call his elder brother's name so harshly.
Zhou Tingyun found her expression a little funny, "Is this your attitude towards your brother?"
No patience, bad temper.
"I don't care, I don't care," she yelled, "you have to stand by me anyway."
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