"What's wrong?"
Fang Xiaole hurried over, but the light was too dim and he could only vaguely see the outline of a graceful figure standing in front of the bed.
"No, it's okay. I accidentally hit my head."
Lin Yao said timidly, "I'm sorry, husband. I'm so stupid."
"that......"
Fang Xiaole asked, "It's a little too dark, can't you see clearly?"
Lin Yao replied softly: "Hmm..."
Fang Xiaole licked his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "How about I help you?"
"Ah?" Lin Yao probably didn't expect him to say that and didn't react for a moment.
"Well, never mind. Just turn on the light and I'll go over there."
Fang Xiaole said quickly.
After saying that, he walked towards the light switch at the door.
"etc."
Lin Yao suddenly shouted.
Fang Xiaole stopped and looked back at the blurry beautiful figure.
"You, you, you help me."
Lin Yao's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, but in the quiet of the night, her voice clearly penetrated Fang Xiaole's ears.
"good."
Fang Xiaole's voice was a little shaky, and he slowly walked towards the figure.
Walking closer, he whispered, "Um...take off your clothes first or your pants?"
"Pants, pants."
Lin Yao lowered her head, and her expression could not be seen clearly.
Fang Xiaole reached down and touched her hand, and asked in surprise, "Why are your hands so hot?"
"It's okay, it's a little hot, here."
Lin Yao answered in a low voice, raised her hand, grabbed Fang Xiaole's hand, and stretched it towards the button of her jeans.
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