Chapter 14: Step Fourteen

Stunned for a few seconds.
Chen Jinyao was like being stepped on by his tail, and he immediately exploded his hair, lowered his head and hurriedly closed the open bathrobe, but because the action was too fast, he pulled on this side and then pulled it down. The more anxious, the more chaotic, the more anxious, she protected herself, her cheeks flushed, biting her lip and raising her eyes to stare at him: "Go out!"
It sounds like annoyed into anger, but it is soft and has no offensive power, perhaps more like a little coquettish who is occupied by shame.
Yan Cheng only felt that his throat was itchy and stood motionless at the door.
"Close your eyes and go out." Seeing him like this, Chen Jinyao was even more angry, grabbing the pillow next to him, and smashing it very unceremoniously.
However, because of the large movement range, the loose bathrobe that was not fastened slid down, revealing a round and white shoulder, half-covered.
Yan Cheng looked at her and stared at him eagerly. Innocent, she only thought that she was like a little fox.
Under the dazzling lights, an awkward atmosphere swept across in an instant.
Chen Jinyao screamed "Ah", and the frightened little vixen simply got down and buried herself in the quilt. She raised her head and her ears were red. Thoroughly, as far as Yan Cheng's line of sight was, she unconsciously rubbed the inside of her knee, and then her red lips opened slightly to expel him again: "Go out."
"..." Yan Cheng lowered his eyes, concealed the dark color that was tumbling up in it, and it took a long time to find his voice: "Oh."
The next moment, as he said, he turned and left with difficulty.
The roots of his ears are also slightly hot, the heart is beating suddenly, and the dark eyes are mixed with different emotions, so he is particularly caught off guard, and the upcoming ball game in the living room can't attract his interest. Chen Jinyao was half ashamed and annoyed, but this was enough to kill him. Yan Cheng discovered that he, like other men, has a kind of inferiority, a kind of food, color, and sex, and he doesn't want to be Liu Xiahui. Inferiority, or nature.
This is really dying, Yan Cheng squinted lazily, "tsk".
He put Duny in the cat litter, stopped for a while, walked to the sofa, rummaged for it, and found the remote control. After hesitating for two seconds, he firmly turned off the TV.
Young Master Yan thought to himself, it wouldn't be a big deal to watch a replay tomorrow.
Chen Jinyao in the bedroom subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her thin white arms stretched out, and she touched back and forth to touch the bottle of body milk. She wanted to continue the interrupted skin care activity.
It is too easy to dry in winter, and the skin becomes uncomfortable when the skin is dry.
But before that, just in case, she had locked the door first.
Chen Jinyao reached the bottle, put it where he could see, and then squirmed and slowly tied the bathrobe belt. As a result, just halfway through the tie, Chen Jinyao did not expect that Yan Cheng would go and return again. Broke in.
She didn't have time to get up and lock the door.
"..."
Chen Jinyao still maintained a prone posture.
At this moment, she felt inexplicably "I am a fish and he is a knife", and the lamb being slaughtered on the board.
She tried to get up and change from passive to active, at least to turn on her defense system. How could she have thought that as soon as she buckled her knee, she buckled the bathrobe belt she had just fastened, and it spread out again, all in an instant. Efforts fell short.
Chen Jinyao's eyes widened, her face stunned.
In the next second, Sheng Wu Kou chose the only back path she could take, lay down straight, rolled up the quilt, and concealed the sudden scenery.
In the bedroom, with a slap, the bright lights suddenly disappeared, and changed to a dim orange light, which also brought a little ambiguity.
The culprit, Yan Cheng, walked over slowly, and lay down beside Chen Jinyao, turned his face, his dark eyes staring at her deeply, for a long while, he laughed softly, and the laughter from his chest was full Delightful.
"Chen Jinyao." He called her first and last name, the second half of the sentence that needed to be considered stuck between his teeth, a few seconds later, "You are a little cute."
"I don't think your praise to me is sincere." Chen Jinyao moved aside, pulling the distance between the two, extremely vigilant.
As the saying goes, the weasel has no peace of mind when giving a New Year greeting to a rooster. When a man picks up nice words on the bed and tells a woman, he must pay special attention to the chain of interests behind the rhetoric.
Moreover, Chen Jinyao really doubts the word "cute".
Because of her extremely keen sixth sense! ! !
The man raised his eyebrows, and after thinking about it, he said, "Well, your behavior twice in a row just now makes me think that you are actually quite stupid."
"..." You are afraid that you want to die.
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however.
Chen Jinyao didn't know how things suddenly developed to this point.
Anyway, she is now like a Duni, stunned and slapped on her back. At the same time, her brain gradually empty, and she began to think in a daze: the feasibility of lonely men and women lying on the bed covered with quilts and pure chat. It is definitely open for discussion.
And, absolutely must be wary of men's sudden hospitality in bed.
Because of her act of smearing her body just now, Yan Cheng took the initiative and said that she could smear some body on her back. He knew that the area on the back was not easy for her to handle. The man was sincere in his words, and he was righteous. The eloquence she did not know to be able to participate in the debate successfully convinced her.
"I won't take the risk of people." Yan Cheng cleared his throat, his eyes floated away, "If I really want to take people's danger, I won't wait until today."
Chen Jinyao looked at him suspiciously, with a look of caution.
But no matter how much you watch out, you can't prevent the clever tongue behind him.
It's a pity that Yan Cheng didn't want to talk about cross talk. In the end, she was able to get out of the bed stupidly, slowly untie the bathrobe, and drop her entire back to reveal her back, and let her toss on her stomach.
Under the orange light, Chen Jinyao blushed quietly.
Lightly stroked her spine with her thin callous fingers, and her delicate skin felt a little rough when she touched it.
Slowly, Yan Cheng was obviously on purpose.
Chen Jinyao frowned and said, "You can just paint twice."
Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly leaned over her body, bit her earlobe, chuckled softly, and the hot and humid breath shook his ears, causing Chen Jinyao to tremble and move to the side subconsciously. Hidden on.
In the next second, she was like boiled shrimp, completely red to smoke.
"Yan Cheng, where do you put your hand!!!" Chen Jinyao was furious.
The development of things seems to have exceeded expectations, and it seems that it will develop like this.
All the small pieces of kisses fell on the back of her neck, and Yan Cheng's throat was dumb, "I checked, there is actually a way to treat dysmenorrhea." After a pause, he asked half-inducingly: "Would you like Try?"
Hearing that, Chen Jinyao didn't even think about it: "I don't want it."
"Hiss." She pushed his arm, "You...you lighten it."
Yan Cheng only felt half-life, raised his eyebrows, pretending not to hear, he panted slightly, pulled her long hair away, dropped his head and kissed her flushed cheeks, her face was peach blossom, with water in her eyes. Yingying, his heart trembled as he watched the ground, he tightened his jaw, pursed his lips, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Wife, we..." Do it.
The last two words were blocked in the throat because of the sudden ringing of the doorbell.
I have to admit that there are thousands of grass and mud horses running in Yan Cheng's heart at this moment. They not only trample on his accelerating and jumping heart, but also sing happily, seeming to laugh at his bad luck.
The face of the man dominated by desire was a little ugly.
He buried his face in Chen Jinyao's neck in frustration, rubbed it, and after a few seconds, he planned to put it in the range of "misheard".
No matter who it is, treat it as if they are not at home.
Yan Cheng hoped that those standing in front of his house would understand the difficulties and retreat.
He kissed Chen Jinyao's earlobe.
Without letting go, I plan to continue.
Then the doorbell rang again.
Urgent, uninterrupted doorbell.
Chen Jinyao panted, struggling to push him, but did not push: "The doorbell..."
"You got it wrong." Yan Cheng said sullenly, "I didn't hear it."
"..." Chen Jinyao had an expression of "You can wake up", "Did you ask your brother to come over and watch the game together?"
"But having said that, our house has poor sound insulation."
This is true, Yan Cheng expressed his agreement with a solemn face: "Indeed."
After a moment of silence, Chen Jinyao sighed: "Don't be sure, go open the door."
"I'm not going, it's not convenient for me to see people now." Yan Cheng half-knocked his eyes at her, stretched out his hand to clasp her fingers, and murmured: "It's not convenient for you."
Probably it was because they dangled for too long.
When the doorbell stopped ringing, there was no movement outside.
Yan Cheng's eyebrows twitched and the end of her eyes twitched.
I haven't had time to be happy yet.
Then, in the next second, Chen Jinyao's cell phone rang.
"..." Yan Cheng gritted his teeth and clasped Chen Jinyao's hand to prevent her from moving.
After a stalemate for a few seconds, "Huh."
Perceiving the fluctuations in the man's emotions, and being able to guess the reasons for the fluctuations, Chen Jinyao bent her eyes to hide her gloating smile, pursed her lips, and patted him comfortingly: "The future will be long."