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After asking for the address of her home from the drunken Song Ying, Ye Hao quickly drove to the place.
This is a villa-style community.
When he reached the door of Song Ying's villa, Ye Hao knocked on the door.
"Song Xiaoyue, I'm sending your sister back."
After shouting for a long time without any response, Song Ying, who was helped by Ye Hao, muttered: "What to shout! Ye Hao, let me tell you. Don't touch my sister, you...you have the ability to come to me."
Speaking of Song Ying's body still twisting on Ye Hao's body, the heat rushing toward her face and the friction on her limbs made Ye Hao feel that her body was a little hot.
"Come at you, you don't fall and knock me."
"No, it's already past seven now. Song Xiaoyue is still practicing in the piano shop?" Ye Hao muttered, and then began to fumble in Song Ying's bag. After pulling out the key, he opened the door and went in. .
The huge two-story villa was pitch black and deserted.
After Ye Hao turned on the light, he first took off his shoes, then let Song Ying cling to the wall, squatted down and started to take off Song Ying's high heels.
Because she was about to take off Song Ying's shoes, her palms inevitably touched Song Ying's stockings. The touch made Ye Hao feel a little swayed.
"I oh oh oh..." Just when Ye Hao was a little dazed, Song Ying, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly bent down, and directed Ye Hao with a "destructive death light".
Ye Hao touched his face and looked at his clothes. The picture was very flavorful.
"Woo, you smell so bad...Don't touch me." Song Ying half-squinted and pointed at Ye Hao with a light smile.
Seeing the culprit in front of him, Ye Hao reluctantly quickly took off the high heels on her feet. He didn't dare to "take a memorial" anymore, otherwise he would have a shadow if there was another "destructive death light".
Ye Hao picked up the tissue next to him and simply wiped the stain on his face.
Later, in order to prevent Song Ying from moving, Ye Hao directly embraced Song Ying upstairs.
There are three bedrooms on the second floor. The master bedroom with wedding photos should be Song Ying and Song Xiaoyue's parents' room, and the smaller one with a bunch of books and music should be Song Xiaoyue's room.
So the last room is naturally Song Ying's.
Entering Song Ying’s room, it’s different from the previous two exquisite rooms. Song Ying’s room is super simple. There are no girls’ dolls. Apart from a simple dressing table, there is hardly any other unrelated things, giving people a kind of coldness. Feeling lifeless.
Ye Hao wanted to put Song Ying on her bed, but noticed that there was a turbid liquid standing on Song Ying's professional uniform, which should be the liquor she vomited.
If this is thrown directly on the bed, it is estimated that this bed will suffer. Ye Hao first put Song Ying on the edge of the bed, helped her sit down, stretched one hand to the button of the front coat, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one. .
"Don't touch me... I want to sleep." Song Ying pouted, her body moving around there.
"This woman looks completely different after drunk and before." Ye Hao vomited.
Because he had to hold Song Ying, Ye Hao could only unbuckle with one hand in front, but because of Song Ying’s movement, Ye Hao’s fingers would inevitably touch some parts. This process was very for Ye Hao. difficult".
After this "difficult" time passed, Song Ying's upper body was only left with a white shirt.
"Huh. It's really uncomfortable to serve drunk people. Those guys who go home drunk in the middle of the night to be served by their wives should let them sleep at the door." Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, only the outer coat was dirty, if it was a white shirt It's dirty, then trouble...
Ye Hao's inner thoughts just emerged. Suddenly Song Ying trembled, and a bunch of turbid liquid came out from her mouth, dripping on the white shirt, black hip skirt and stockings.
A black line appeared on Ye Hao's forehead...
He looked at Song Ying, who was sleeping with his eyes closed.
Your sister, you did it on purpose.
Ye Hao patted his head and sent the Buddha to the west. Since all of them are taken off, then take off the rest.
Another "difficult" battle began, Ye Hao stretched out his white shirt...
After more than ten minutes passed, Ye Hao's breathing was a bit rapid, and the black silk stockings with muddy liquid were thrown on the table next to him. There were already black hip skirts and white shirts on them.
At this moment, Song Ying lying under the quilt only had her underwear.
Looking at Song Ying, who was sleeping blushing, Ye Hao sighed in his heart that he had taken care of her sister in this way not long ago, but this time it was her turn.
Ye Hao stood up, picked up the clothes on the side, walked into the bathroom, threw all those clothes into the washing machine, just to see that there were some unwashed clothes next to the washing machine, so Ye Hao just threw them all away. Go in.
After that, Ye Hao washed his face with clean water.
Sniff
Ye Hao looked at the dirty look on his body, indeed, there was a stench.
"I can't take it anymore. It's uncomfortable to go out like this." Ye Hao looked at the shower room in the bathroom. He simply took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, preparing to clean it himself.
During this period, Ye Hao called the hospital and learned that Zhou Wanda hadn't recovered yet, and Zhou Qianyi and Qiu Xueyao were both taking care of him in the hospital, and the others were nothing unusual.
Then he called Tangcheng, and after getting through, it was a huge curse, but the main thing was that the two felt good to each other. This was not a base.
Both of them felt the same breath from each other, perhaps because Ye Hao had the physique of the king of soldiers.
Finally, after repeatedly apologizing to Tang Cheng and ensuring that he was free to have a good drink, he hung up the phone and started taking a bath.
"Scrubbing, scrubbing,..."
The sky outside was cloudless, and a full moon hung above the sky.
Inside the villa, Song Ying's face began to appear strange.
Ye Hao walked out around the bath towels. His clothes were being washed in the washing machine. After he was washed and dried, he would put them on.
"Song Xiaoyue, don't come back at this time. If she sees me appearing in her sister's room like this. According to her temper, she won't fall to tear me." Ye Hao said with a smile, when he When I walked to the bed, I noticed that the corners of Song Ying's mouth were twitching.
"I'm going, shouldn't I be vomiting again." Ye Hao hurriedly wanted to help Song Ying so that she could vomit into the trash can next to her, but when his hand touched Song Ying's body, he subconsciously It retracted back.
"so cold!"
Ye Hao's expression changed and he lifted the quilt.
He was surprised to see the chill on Song Ying's jade body on the bed!
This is just New Year's Eve, only January! Although it is not too cold in Southern January, a person's body is cold, which is too incredible.
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After asking for the address of her home from the drunken Song Ying, Ye Hao quickly drove to the place.
This is a villa-style community.
When he reached the door of Song Ying's villa, Ye Hao knocked on the door.
"Song Xiaoyue, I'm sending your sister back."
After shouting for a long time without any response, Song Ying, who was helped by Ye Hao, muttered: "What to shout! Ye Hao, let me tell you. Don't touch my sister, you...you have the ability to come to me."
Speaking of Song Ying's body still twisting on Ye Hao's body, the heat rushing toward her face and the friction on her limbs made Ye Hao feel that her body was a little hot.
"Come at you, you don't fall and knock me."
"No, it's already past seven now. Song Xiaoyue is still practicing in the piano shop?" Ye Hao muttered, and then began to fumble in Song Ying's bag. After pulling out the key, he opened the door and went in. .
The huge two-story villa was pitch black and deserted.
After Ye Hao turned on the light, he first took off his shoes, then let Song Ying cling to the wall, squatted down and started to take off Song Ying's high heels.
Because she was about to take off Song Ying's shoes, her palms inevitably touched Song Ying's stockings. The touch made Ye Hao feel a little swayed.
"I oh oh oh..." Just when Ye Hao was a little dazed, Song Ying, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly bent down, and directed Ye Hao with a "destructive death light".
Ye Hao touched his face and looked at his clothes. The picture was very flavorful.
"Woo, you smell so bad...Don't touch me." Song Ying half-squinted and pointed at Ye Hao with a light smile.
Seeing the culprit in front of him, Ye Hao reluctantly quickly took off the high heels on her feet. He didn't dare to "take a memorial" anymore, otherwise he would have a shadow if there was another "destructive death light".
Ye Hao picked up the tissue next to him and simply wiped the stain on his face.
Later, in order to prevent Song Ying from moving, Ye Hao directly embraced Song Ying upstairs.
There are three bedrooms on the second floor. The master bedroom with wedding photos should be Song Ying and Song Xiaoyue's parents' room, and the smaller one with a bunch of books and music should be Song Xiaoyue's room.
So the last room is naturally Song Ying's.
Entering Song Ying’s room, it’s different from the previous two exquisite rooms. Song Ying’s room is super simple. There are no girls’ dolls. Apart from a simple dressing table, there is hardly any other unrelated things, giving people a kind of coldness. Feeling lifeless.
Ye Hao wanted to put Song Ying on her bed, but noticed that there was a turbid liquid standing on Song Ying's professional uniform, which should be the liquor she vomited.
If this is thrown directly on the bed, it is estimated that this bed will suffer. Ye Hao first put Song Ying on the edge of the bed, helped her sit down, stretched one hand to the button of the front coat, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one. .
"Don't touch me... I want to sleep." Song Ying pouted, her body moving around there.
"This woman looks completely different after drunk and before." Ye Hao vomited.
Because he had to hold Song Ying, Ye Hao could only unbuckle with one hand in front, but because of Song Ying’s movement, Ye Hao’s fingers would inevitably touch some parts. This process was very for Ye Hao. difficult".
After this "difficult" time passed, Song Ying's upper body was only left with a white shirt.
"Huh. It's really uncomfortable to serve drunk people. Those guys who go home drunk in the middle of the night to be served by their wives should let them sleep at the door." Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, only the outer coat was dirty, if it was a white shirt It's dirty, then trouble...
Ye Hao's inner thoughts just emerged. Suddenly Song Ying trembled, and a bunch of turbid liquid came out from her mouth, dripping on the white shirt, black hip skirt and stockings.
A black line appeared on Ye Hao's forehead...
He looked at Song Ying, who was sleeping with his eyes closed.
Your sister, you did it on purpose.
Ye Hao patted his head and sent the Buddha to the west. Since all of them are taken off, then take off the rest.
Another "difficult" battle began, Ye Hao stretched out his white shirt...
After more than ten minutes passed, Ye Hao's breathing was a bit rapid, and the black silk stockings with muddy liquid were thrown on the table next to him. There were already black hip skirts and white shirts on them.
At this moment, Song Ying lying under the quilt only had her underwear.
Looking at Song Ying, who was sleeping blushing, Ye Hao sighed in his heart that he had taken care of her sister in this way not long ago, but this time it was her turn.
Ye Hao stood up, picked up the clothes on the side, walked into the bathroom, threw all those clothes into the washing machine, just to see that there were some unwashed clothes next to the washing machine, so Ye Hao just threw them all away. Go in.
After that, Ye Hao washed his face with clean water.
Sniff
Ye Hao looked at the dirty look on his body, indeed, there was a stench.
"I can't take it anymore. It's uncomfortable to go out like this." Ye Hao looked at the shower room in the bathroom. He simply took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, preparing to clean it himself.
During this period, Ye Hao called the hospital and learned that Zhou Wanda hadn't recovered yet, and Zhou Qianyi and Qiu Xueyao were both taking care of him in the hospital, and the others were nothing unusual.
Then he called Tangcheng, and after getting through, it was a huge curse, but the main thing was that the two felt good to each other. This was not a base.
Both of them felt the same breath from each other, perhaps because Ye Hao had the physique of the king of soldiers.
Finally, after repeatedly apologizing to Tang Cheng and ensuring that he was free to have a good drink, he hung up the phone and started taking a bath.
"Scrubbing, scrubbing,..."
The sky outside was cloudless, and a full moon hung above the sky.
Inside the villa, Song Ying's face began to appear strange.
Ye Hao walked out around the bath towels. His clothes were being washed in the washing machine. After he was washed and dried, he would put them on.
"Song Xiaoyue, don't come back at this time. If she sees me appearing in her sister's room like this. According to her temper, she won't fall to tear me." Ye Hao said with a smile, when he When I walked to the bed, I noticed that the corners of Song Ying's mouth were twitching.
"I'm going, shouldn't I be vomiting again." Ye Hao hurriedly wanted to help Song Ying so that she could vomit into the trash can next to her, but when his hand touched Song Ying's body, he subconsciously It retracted back.
"so cold!"
Ye Hao's expression changed and he lifted the quilt.
He was surprised to see the chill on Song Ying's jade body on the bed!
This is just New Year's Eve, only January! Although it is not too cold in Southern January, a person's body is cold, which is too incredible.
After asking for the address of her home from the drunken Song Ying, Ye Hao quickly drove to the place.This is a villa-style community.When he reached the door of Song Ying's villa, Ye Hao knocked on the door."Song Xiaoyue, I'm sending your sister back."After shouting for a long time without any response, Song Ying, who was helped by Ye Hao, muttered: "What to shout! Ye Hao, let me tell you. Don't touch my sister, you...you have the ability to come to me."Speaking of Song Ying's body still twisting on Ye Hao's body, the heat rushing toward her face and the friction on her limbs made Ye Hao feel that her body was a little hot."Come at you, you don't fall and knock me.""No, it's already past seven now. Song Xiaoyue is still practicing in the piano shop?" Ye Hao muttered, and then began to fumble in Song Ying's bag. After pulling out the key, he opened the door and went in. .The huge two-story villa was pitch black and deserted.After Ye Hao turned on the light, he first took off his shoes, then let Song Ying cling to the wall, squatted down and started to take off Song Ying's high heels.Because she was about to take off Song Ying's shoes, her palms inevitably touched Song Ying's stockings. The touch made Ye Hao feel a little swayed."I oh oh oh..." Just when Ye Hao was a little dazed, Song Ying, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly bent down, and directed Ye Hao with a "destructive death light".Ye Hao touched his face and looked at his clothes. The picture was very flavorful."Woo, you smell so bad...Don't touch me." Song Ying half-squinted and pointed at Ye Hao with a light smile.Seeing the culprit in front of him, Ye Hao reluctantly quickly took off the high heels on her feet. He didn't dare to "take a memorial" anymore, otherwise he would have a shadow if there was another "destructive death light".Ye Hao picked up the tissue next to him and simply wiped the stain on his face.Later, in order to prevent Song Ying from moving, Ye Hao directly embraced Song Ying upstairs.There are three bedrooms on the second floor. The master bedroom with wedding photos should be Song Ying and Song Xiaoyue's parents' room, and the smaller one with a bunch of books and music should be Song Xiaoyue's room.So the last room is naturally Song Ying's.Entering Song Ying's room, it's different from the previous two exquisite rooms. Song Ying's room is super simple. There are no girls' dolls. Apart from a simple dressing table, there is hardly any other unrelated things, giving people a kind of coldness. Feeling lifeless.Ye Hao wanted to put Song Ying on her bed, but noticed that there was a turbid liquid standing on Song Ying's professional uniform, which should be the liquor she vomited.If this is thrown directly on the bed, it is estimated that this bed will suffer. Ye Hao first put Song Ying on the edge of the bed, helped her sit down, stretched one hand to the button of the front coat, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one. ."Don't touch me... I want to sleep." Song Ying pouted, her body moving around there."This woman looks completely different after drunk and before." Ye Hao vomited.Because he had to hold Song Ying, Ye Hao could only unbuckle with one hand in front, but because of Song Ying's movement, Ye Hao's fingers would inevitably touch some parts. This process was very for Ye Hao. difficult".After this "difficult" time passed, Song Ying's upper body was only left with a white shirt."Huh. It's really uncomfortable to serve drunk people. Those guys who go home drunk in the middle of the night to be served by their wives should let them sleep at the door." Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, only the outer coat was dirty, if it was a white shirt It's dirty, then trouble...Ye Hao's inner thoughts just emerged. Suddenly Song Ying trembled, and a bunch of turbid liquid came out from her mouth, dripping on the white shirt, black hip skirt and stockings.A black line appeared on Ye Hao's forehead...He looked at Song Ying, who was sleeping with his eyes closed.Your sister, you did it on purpose.Ye Hao patted his head and sent the Buddha to the west. Since all of them are taken off, then take off the rest.Another "difficult" battle began, Ye Hao stretched out his white shirt...After more than ten minutes passed, Ye Hao's breathing was a bit rapid, and the black silk stockings with muddy liquid were thrown on the table next to him. There were already black hip skirts and white shirts on them.At this moment, Song Ying lying under the quilt only had her underwear.Looking at Song Ying, who was sleeping blushing, Ye Hao sighed in his heart that he had taken care of her sister in this way not long ago, but this time it was her turn.Ye Hao stood up, picked up the clothes on the side, walked into the bathroom, threw all those clothes into the washing machine, just to see that there were some unwashed clothes next to the washing machine, so Ye Hao just threw them all away. Go in.After that, Ye Hao washed his face with clean water.SniffYe Hao looked at the dirty look on his body, indeed, there was a stench."I can't take it anymore. It's uncomfortable to go out like this." Ye Hao looked at the shower room in the bathroom. He simply took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, preparing to clean it himself.During this period, Ye Hao called the hospital and learned that Zhou Wanda hadn't recovered yet, and Zhou Qianyi and Qiu Xueyao were both taking care of him in the hospital, and the others were nothing unusual.Then he called Tangcheng, and after getting through, it was a huge curse, but the main thing was that the two felt good to each other. This was not a base.Both of them felt the same breath from each other, perhaps because Ye Hao had the physique of the king of soldiers.Finally, after repeatedly apologizing to Tang Cheng and ensuring that he was free to have a good drink, he hung up the phone and started taking a bath."Scrubbing, scrubbing,..."The sky outside was cloudless, and a full moon hung above the sky.Inside the villa, Song Ying's face began to appear strange.Ye Hao walked out around the bath towels. His clothes were being washed in the washing machine. After he was washed and dried, he would put them on."Song Xiaoyue, don't come back at this time. If she sees me appearing in her sister's room like this. According to her temper, she won't fall to tear me." Ye Hao said with a smile, when he When I walked to the bed, I noticed that the corners of Song Ying's mouth were twitching."I'm going, shouldn't I be vomiting again." Ye Hao hurriedly wanted to help Song Ying so that she could vomit into the trash can next to her, but when his hand touched Song Ying's body, he subconsciously It retracted back."so cold!"Ye Hao's expression changed and he lifted the quilt.He was surprised to see the chill on Song Ying's jade body on the bed!This is just New Year's Eve, only January! Although it is not too cold in Southern January, a person's body is cold, which is too incredible.
