Chapter 204 What are you doing
Ji Weiming lay down again, his romantic thoughts mostly disturbed.
His seat was next to the window, Ye Xiaoman's quilt was between him and Ji Wenyi, and there was a screen on Ye Xiaoman's right side.
Behind the screen, Ji Wenyi acted as if no one was around, untied his belt and took off his outer robe.
He was very tall, rising above the screen to his shoulders.
Ye Xiaoman turned her face towards his position, and just happened to meet his gaze looking at her across the screen.
There was a rustling sound.
He took off his belt and hung it on the screen. The gold and jade touched the camphor wood, making sounds again.
He raised the corners of his mouth without a smile to Ye Xiaoman and loosened his grip on his collar.
The atmosphere seemed to be on fire.
Ye Xiaoman stroked her chin and began to think.
I originally thought that Sikong Qing's red dress made her skin look whiter and her collarbone more prominent, but now it seems that the ascetic purple dress has the same effect.
White clothes also seem to make you look whiter.
Qingyi too.
Forget it, they are all visible.
The purpose of life is to learn to appreciate diverse beauty.
As long as they are willing to take off my clothes, it will be fine.
"Royal brother."
Ji Weiming was also watching, his frown never faltering. He couldn't help but remind her, "Just use magic to dry the robes."
There is no need to remove it.
Ye Xiaoman withdrew her eyes straightly, lay on her side, and faced Ji Wenyi with her back.
The noises behind the screen quieted down.
Ji Wenyi also lay down on the quilt brought by the puppet.
The sound of rain continues.
A quiet room.
Ji Weiming had originally planned to have a long talk with Ye Xiaoman all night and say some affectionate words, but now that Ji Wenyi was by his side, he could only swallow his thoughts back.
But, the night is long.
Only gods, Buddhas and saints can remain indifferent when their beloved woman lies beside them.
His profile was against the pillow, facing Ye Xiaoman.
The shadow of her eyelashes falls on the side of her straight nose, and the curve below her lips is sunken to form a natural shadow block, an unsolvable mystery, a bottomless pit of temptation.
He stared at her serene face, his heart sinking with joy, lost in her eyes.
Forget about both the world and myself.
Forgot about Ji Wenyi's existence.
He held Ye Xiaoman's hand, kissed her soft fingers tremblingly, then put her hand into his lapel and pressed it against his chest.
Request as before.
"Listen to my heart."
Listen to my heartbeat, it's beating like a drum, it's dancing for you.
Ji Weiming asked in a low voice: "Did you feel it?"
Ye Xiaoman answered seriously: "I feel it."
What big pecs.
Great training.
The quality of the food she ordered in the nightclub of the apocalypse was so great that even if she spent all her money she couldn't get it.
The Taoist priest, who had always been very taciturn, licked his lips unconsciously with the tip of his tongue. The moment he got closer, he could smell the unique and distant fragrance of the temple.
Jiaying was too high and lofty, and the Taoist priest happened to be in the human world. It was a pleasure to see the Taoist priest, who was very quiet and inactive, lose his composure, with faint blue veins bulging on his forehead because of his endurance.
Once you break the precepts, how can you go back and face the Taoist Master Qingdeng?
In Ye Xiaoman's eyes, Jiaying is the white lotus and this one is the green lotus. The two complement each other and are both beautiful scenes. She loves them very much.
Qinglian asked her to help comb his branches and leaves.
Head north from the heart.
Ye Xiaoman is very busy.
Busy helping count abdominal muscles.
She was also deeply concerned about how deep the Taoist priest's waist dimples were.
She was busy when Ji Wenyi's voice broke through the silence of the night and asked an inopportune question.
"Weiming, your breathing is very rapid."
Ye Xiaoman could feel Ji Weiming's muscles tense.
Ji Wenyi paused, without any guilt or remorse, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"
Ye Xiaoman cursed silently.
Ji Weiming held Ye Xiaoman's shoulders through the quilt, pursed his lips patiently, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing. It seemed that at this moment he really wanted to drive Ji Wenyi out regardless of seniority.
"Royal brother..."
Ji Weiming rested his forehead against Ye Xiaoman's quilt. All men were the same when facing this matter. There was little left of their aristocratic reserve and shame.
"This king will set up a diaphragmatic restriction."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse that it was unrecognizable.
"The night is endless and boring."
Ji Wenyi didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Ji Weiming. The screen between them suddenly folded automatically and was pushed to the wall by invisible spiritual power.
The puppet was summoned again at some point.
It moved Ji Wenyi's bedding neatly to Ye Xiaoman's side, with pillows pressed against each other.
"Royal brother!"
Ji Weiming sat up with his hands on the floor, feeling unbelievable.
Ji Wenyi lay down confidently, propped up his head, and asked with a pleasant expression, "Is it inconvenient?"
He recalled the past, "When we were little, we often slept together, heads touching feet, and slept soundly until dawn."
Ji Weiming was going crazy. "Of course it's inconvenient."
The past is the past, now he has a wife.
Ji Wenyi was surprised for a moment, as if he couldn't understand why Ji Weiming reacted so strongly. He asked Ye Xiaoman, "Do you also find it inconvenient?"
Ye Xiaoman was like a mouse that fell into a rice jar, and she almost laughed out loud.
Rich women never complain about having too many male models.
It’s such a big space, it’s not like there’s no room for sleeping.
She said seriously, "Convenient."
He also helped Ji Wenyi and did ideological work on Ji Weiming.
"Practitioners don't pay attention to trivial matters. When my fellow disciples and I were out on missions, the accommodations were terrible. We often had to spend the night in dilapidated temples or in the suburbs. We often slept on the ground together."
Ji Weiming was being stared at by two pairs of upright eyes, and his discomfort only made him seem pretentious.
Ji Wenyi said leisurely: "People with dirty minds see everything as dirty."
Ji Weiming was bewildered, as if he had suffered a loss and could not express his reason.
He felt that Ji Wenyi was just taking advantage of Ye Xiaoman's innocence.
For the first time in my life, I felt disgusted with my eldest brother.
Ye Xiaoman wrapped herself in a quilt like a cocoon. It was a very cold night in the mountains, and it was raining.
She was lying there peacefully, when suddenly she felt like she was flying.
She was wrapped in a quilt, and Ji Weiming picked her up along with the cushion underneath and moved her to the other side.
The current position of the three people has become Ji Weiming, sleeping between Ye Xiaoman and Ji Wenyi.
Ji Weiming turned sideways to block Ji Wenyi's sight.
He also shook off his quilt and covered Ye Xiaoman's quilt with it to add an extra layer of protection.
It's like two people sharing one quilt.
Ji Weiming covered his head with the quilt and met Ye Xiaoman under the quilt.
He took out a night pearl and placed it in the center of the pillow. The soft light supported a small secret space.
Directly isolate Ji Wenyi from outside.
Only then did I feel better psychologically.
Ji Weiming was dazzled again.
A thought suddenly came out of his mouth: "Can I teach you the skills?"
Because I was facing away from my brother.
Or it can be said that he was doing things in front of his brother.
So it feels more like a betrayal.
Add ten times the fun.
Adrenaline rush.
The body temperature begins to be like lava.
It was so hot that even my head was starting to get blurry.
Ye Xiaoman had already made preparations to have a pure heart-to-heart talk tonight, talking by candlelight all night, and seriously discussing the path to immortality until dawn.
I never thought that I could receive benefits.
Ye Xiaoman used Ji Weiming to stimulate Ji Wenyi, which was originally part of the dog training plan.
The third step in dog training: Make Ji Wenyi anxious about gains and losses.
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