Chapter 821: Can he still sit still? !

Everyone who has chased my text should know that as long as the text is opened, I will not finish it. (focus here)
I may not write well enough, but I have my own ethics, so you must be assured.
The character of the son may be general, but the artifact is absolutely first class, ha ~! ~
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Raise your hand and touch the wet hair, use a towel to wipe a few, and simply clean up the bathroom, take out the clothes washed in the bathroom, Ye Qiao stepped out of the bathroom, and took it to the balcony to dry.
It happened that Ji Mo came out with the washed fruit. As soon as she raised her face, she saw her carrying her arm and slamming her clothes on her feet.
The drying racks have been old things for many years, some aging, the rusting of the upper and lower pulleys is not smooth, and it is still a little difficult to use Ye Qiao's height.
"I am coming!" Ji Mo strode over and reached for the dress in her hand and hung it on the hanger. "Is there?"
"This!" Ye Qiao raised his hand and sent a hanger with her bodice and underpants.
He glimpsed a little and reached for the hanger.
"Eat fruit!"
The face is strong with nature, but the eyes are a little afraid to look at her.
Ye Qiao responded, came over and sat down on the sofa, pinched an orange, and used his food to hide his nervousness.
Because she was afraid of the orange juice dripping on her clothes, she leaned down and bit the orange in her hand, trying to see his reaction, and was afraid that he would accidentally see through his mind.
Ji Mo originally turned around and walked into the living room with her side.
Originally thought it was very simple, that is, two people have some fruit together and watch a movie.
However, when she thought of her underwear on the hanger, his mood could not be calmed down, and the little flame in his heart instantly baked the five internal organs a little dry.
I don't want to see her, but my eyes can't help but look at it.
The clothes were worn on her, but it was a little more fat, especially the neckline of the sportswear was big, she leaned down slightly, and the white skin on the chest was already full, especially the shadows could be seen faintly. ......
Ji Mo forced himself to take his eyes off and took the cup on the table to moisten the dry tongue. He was sideways in the direction of the TV not far from her, and whispered, "Want to watch a movie?"
Ye Qiao lost the orange peel in his hand. "What film?"
"I'll take a look." Ji Mo reached out to take the remote control on the coffee table, just as Ye Qiao also bent over to wipe the paper with a paper towel, inadvertently, the palm side rubbed into one place, both people felt the skin numb, subconscious The ground will take back the hand.
"I want to take paper!"
"I want to take the remote control!"
So, they helped each other to get what they wanted and sent it.
"give!"
A pair of eyes, different smiles at the same time, but a little happiness that can not be said under my heart - I did not expect the other party to be so tacit.
Ji Mo opened the TV, Ye Qiao rubbed his fingers.
While wiping, while quietly watching him, his eyes and eyes, he was sitting in danger, staring at the screen, holding the remote control in his hand, it seems that there is no confusion.
Stupid boy, really want to watch movies with her? !

What type do you like to watch?

Enter the movie page, the quarter ink side face asked.
"I am..." Ye Qiao put up two long legs, "horror film!"
Then he pretended to be afraid, and he did not believe in his arms. He could still sit still. !
It seems that she did not expect that she would propose this type, and Ji Mo flipped through the library. "Is this a trip?"
"Row!"
Ye Qiao casually said.
Anyway, she doesn't really want to watch a movie.
Press the play button, the quarter ink on the back of the sofa, the arms naturally hang down to the side, the right hand fell, the back of the hand just touched her knee.
Originally, the two were not far away, and Ye Qiao’s long legs were up, and the natural distance was shorter.