"Little Shadow, you are here!" Han Ye called out a surprise call, no longer caring about Xuan Ji.

One jumped over, "I didn't sense your spiritual power fluctuations, and I thought you were hidden by this guy! Little Shadow, how are you? No...no..."

The sound of the cold night was like a rushing waterfall suddenly cut off.

The expression on his face completely froze.

His eyes were straight, and he stared at the girl who struggled to get up on the bed without any moment, and could no longer move.

Yes, girl.

Even if Han Ye was stupid, he could be sure that the person who got up from the bed was a woman.

The long black hair hangs like a waterfall on the snow-white shoulders.

The clothes on his body were torn to pieces, and even the red bellyband fell halfway.

The snow-white jade rabbit has ups and downs, and the pink dogwood is looming.

Long straight legs hanging softly on the edge of the bed.

Han Ye's stiff eyes slowly moved up along his smooth and slender calves.

Then, with a huh, my mind was blank.

A thin stream of heat surged onto his nose.

Han Ye suddenly reached out to cover his nose, his voice stuttering so hard that it was impossible to make a sound, "Little little... Xiaoying, you... why are you... you are a woman... you... a woman... a woman?"

"Shut up!" Ying Mei glared at him fiercely, "Come here to put on my clothes for me!"

It’s a pity that she didn’t know how attractive it was to her cheeks flushed and her eyes glared like silk.

Han Ye was in a trance.

He walked towards her almost with the same hands and feet.

When I approached the edge of the bed, I tripped by the bed beneath my feet and rushed forward.

"oops--!"

“Hmm—!!”

A soft, pleasant and painful groan came into my ears.

Han Ye was worried about whether he would hurt the little shadow.

Suddenly, I realized that my face seemed to be in a soft and fragrant fragrance.

That kind of touch was something he had never felt before.

Han Ye stretched out his hand blankly and couldn't help but touch it.

The smooth, soft and elastic touch made him stupid.

This This This This… This This…

"Bastard! You dare to touch it. Believe it or not, I will kill you!!"

Han Ye suddenly sat up, "No, no, little shadow, believe me, I...I didn't mean it!"

Pick-pick-pick-!

A few drops of bright red liquid fell from the nostrils of Han Ye on Ying Mei's white chest.

When he got up, his hand was just in the indescribable position.

"Han—! Ye—!! Do you want to die?"

Han Ye was almost kicked off from the bed while rolling and crawling.

He quickly wiped out the nosebleed, took out a piece of clothing from the space ring, and put it on for Yingmei.

Because Ying Mei had almost no strength at all.

Therefore, it is inevitable that Han Ye can only rely on Han Ye’s help in dressing.

But Han Ye was already clumsy, and at this moment he was so panicked that his mind was full of water.

"Bastard, where are you touching!!"

"Yes, yes, sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Han Ye has tried all his will to avoid touching the smooth skin of Shadow.

However, it is inevitable to touch it while wearing clothes.

"Um--!" The medicinal effect remaining in the body made Ying Mei moan in a low and hoarse moan.

The voice was so soft that even a stone could be stirred up hot.

But Han Ye thought her body was in pain, so he was so anxious that he forgot everything and hugged her.
Chapter completed!