After pushing open the gate, Yan Mingcheng got off his bicycle very consciously, tiptoed into the room, and climbed onto the bed in a few seconds.
He is not pretending to be sleepy, he is really sleepy!
When Yan Mingli parked his bicycle and went in to check, the little ball was already asleep wrapped in the quilt.
Candlelight faintly shone through the kitchen, and slender shadows kept moving in the light. Yan Mingli walked slowly closer and just saw the little girl bending down to put the thermos at the foot of the wall.
Seeing him coming, Mo Yutong pointed to the washbasin rack and said, "There's warm water in the basin. Go wash your face."
There were so many torches beside Niejiabazi, and they had been burning for such a long time, I don’t know how much ash fell on my face.
"Well! You wipe it first!" Yan Mingli wrung out the towel and handed it to her.
"Or Brother Li can wipe it for me!" The little girl put her hands behind her back and raised her face, with stars dancing wildly in her eyes and a little bit of pride.
As if he was sure that the boy wouldn't dare to attack, he even raised his face higher. Yan Mingli couldn't help laughing at his little look.
"Okay!" Unfortunately, the boy did not do as she wished. He lifted her chin with his left hand and wiped her delicate cheek carefully and gently with his right hand.
This posture is dangerous and extremely tempting. The moist thin lips and rosy face are all the most mellow spring wine in the world.
Staring at the handsome face that was gradually getting bigger, Mo Yutong couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and cover the boy's eyes as if trying to cover up her ears and steal the bell.
Yan Mingli smiled softly, but his movements became increasingly gentle. He said softly, "Be good! Wipe your face clean first."
"Who is being disobedient?" It was clearly him who broke the rules, and he actually did it for real. Mo Yutong gritted her teeth and let go coquettishly.
"Okay, it's me!" The young man's deep and charming laughter echoed in her ears, and it was like a layer of boiling oil in an instant, so hot that it was frightening!
Why is he becoming more and more... seductive!
Mo Yutong blushed and decided not to pay any attention to him for the next minute. She took out the carp enamel basin from the bottom of the washbasin rack, straightened her back and walked into the kitchen proudly.
Looking at the shy but strong-willed little girl's back, Yan Mingli narrowed his eyes and a warm light flickered in his eyes.
He quickly wiped his face and then his hair.
While washing the towel, he looked up at the proud little girl standing by the water tank, adding cold water to the basin.
"Why do you believe Er Laizi?" As if wanting to tease the little girl to speak, Yan Mingli picked a question that she was willing to answer.
"Because you believe in him." Mo Yutong answered without thinking, biting her lip with regret in her eyes.
It's not even a minute yet! Huh? I have to give myself a big downvote!
Hanging the towel on the washbasin rack, Yan Mingli walked to her side, leaned over and said, "Is it that obvious?"
"You treated him to mung bean soup." Mo Yutong glanced at him sideways, feeling burned by the heat he sprayed on her earlobe.
Again? You're trying to seduce her into committing a crime! Then don't blame her for being rude!
"Ha..." What a lovely little girl! Yan Mingli relaxed his brows and smiled softly.
Hehehehe…boy, you’re done!
The stubborn little universe in Mo Yutong exploded, and she decided to sharpen her knife and attack the boy!
Impulse only lasts for a moment, but premeditated impulse can be continuously and crazily output.
Taking away the enamel basin, picking up the thermos, and draping a foot towel over his arm, Mo Yutong patted the small round table and raised an eyebrow to signal the boy, "Come here!"
"Okay!" Yan Mingli smiled gently and strode towards the little girl.
He walked firmly and powerfully, and his tall and straight body wrapped in a white shirt was like a towering mountain, which made Mo Yutong's eyes widen.
This man is so good-looking!
But she can't be timid!
"What do you want me to do!" He smiled, curved the corners of his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and was full of tenderness.
"Sit down!" The boy followed her lead and sat down.
"Take off your shoes!" The boy took off his shoes obediently as she said.
"Put your feet in!" The boy smiled and did as he was told.
"Now it's my turn to perform!" Mo Yutong sat down opposite him and quickly took off his shoes and socks.
Before he could get up and leave, a pair of feet as delicate and crystal as jade had already stepped on the instep of his feet, and even rubbed them back and forth deliberately.
The enamel basin is not big. In the misty hot air, two pairs of feet stacked together are like the most lingering clouds and rain in Wushan, keeping the most beautiful appointment in the world.
Although Yan Mingli knew that the little girl would be naughty, he did not expect her to be so soul-stirringly naughty, and was a little at a loss for a moment.
Her sight gradually moved upwards from the boy's tense legs to his hot, handsome face. The little girl's round toes immediately rose and fell happily on the back of his feet.
As if bewitched by the poison passed down from generation to generation in the Miao family, Yan Mingli's eyes were filled with only these white and tender feet.
Every time that beautiful foot tapped the instep of his foot, his heart would stop for three seconds.
"You doubted me today." With his hands on his knees, Mo Yutong held his chin and looked at the shy boy with his eyes downcast, with a look of anger in his eyes after succeeding.
"I'm sorry!" The boy thought for a moment before blinking his innocent eyes and looking at her, a hint of doting in his eyes.
"Sorry is useless." The little girl shook her head.
"Then what do you want?" The young man looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of endless love.
"I can do whatever I want!" The little girl smiled like a fox and moved her toes up and down even more happily.
"Speak! I'm listening!" This is his little girl, the little girl who can stand with him to enjoy the sunshine and withstand the wind and rain.
"How about giving yourself to me?" She winked cunningly, waiting for him to blush and say no.
"Are you sure?" He did not respond, but his eyes were as dark as the ink from Huizhou, wrapped in layer upon layer of pitch-black.
"..." The young man had no moral principles and actually asked her back.
How should she answer?
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