Chapter 34 Ambiguity

Mishu has always been soft-hearted, especially when this handsome man spoke to himself in a soft voice. He was originally very wronged. Hearing his gentle voice, he was no longer awkward. What's more, he was going to fall down, but he just played a delayed role. Thinking of this, She sucked her nose, and the tears in her eyes were forced back by herself.

"Okay, it's just a pain in the buttocks." She suddenly wanted to be capricious and simply ate tofu to the end. Anyway, this kind of opportunity is not available every day. Alas, it's really painful and she still remembers to take advantage of it.

"I can't leave."

The residual temperature in his mouth had just disappeared, and Situ Yin, who was still embarrassed and annoyed, was originally angry that the crazy woman kissed him, but now he didn't know how he changed to the identity of a sinner. He was confused and instinctively took the next sentence.

"Then... I'll carry you..."

As soon as he said the words, he suddenly found a problem - what, she fell down and hurt her buttocks, which seemed to have nothing to do with herself... No matter how he thought, he felt that he was on the thief's boat.

Mishu twisted a little and couldn't wait for the handsome man to squat down. He couldn't wait to climb on his back. The agile movement was not like a wounded patient who hurt his buttocks...

Situ Yi was stiff all over. This was the second time she carried a woman on her back, and the first time it was his mother.

Her body, close to his back, such a soft body, a magical transmitter, a kind of electric current, directly to his whole body, thinking of him, Situ Yin, when he was so interested in a woman's body, even in the face of a woman all over, he can go, but now, it's just his back, unexpectedly It gives itself a strange physical and psychological reaction.

He was surprised by the influence of this woman and imagined that the face of the woman crawling on his back was still cute, but it was not as good as the all kinds of beautiful women he had seen. She could even be regarded as a cabbage.

Yes, cabbage, this term is too suitable for her.

Is it because of her crazy behavior that she kissed a stranger as if no one was on the street, so she was curious about her?

In a word, everything is too strange, as if the spell has been cast, and the head is completely out of control.

Mishu, who lay leisurely on Situ Yin's back, felt the stiffness of his body, and suddenly softened somewhere in his heart and said obediently,

"But you said you would carry me on my back. I didn't force you."

Situ Yin quickly came to his senses, put Mishu's feet on both sides, and carried her on his back. Another problem appeared in his head - they seemed to be strangers, right?

OHSHIT!

Will any stranger kiss twice in just a few minutes and still carry each other's back?

In the streets, young couples are looking sideways at this enviable "couple", and even girls are coquettish to their boyfriends.

"Honey, I also want to recite..."

Situ Yin's face turned blue and red.

Mishu stayed on his back and smiled brightly.

At that moment, there were no other crooked thoughts. Mishu just felt that fortunately he had lost weight, otherwise he would not dare to let him carry it in any case.

Well, I really have no good time.

You can't take a taxi, so Situ Yin carried Mishu all the way home for such a long journey. Although she has lost weight, she still makes Situ Yin sweat and tired in this relatively hot spring and summer season.

Mishu's dilapidated old-fashioned house really dares not let this handsome man enter, and his family is small, which is really miserable compared with the mansion he lives in.

Although he is only the son of a maid, he always lives in such a luxurious villa every day.

However, even if he politely refused to carry himself upstairs, the handsome man seemed to be "un understood" at all.

"Well, I'll go up by myself. It's getting late. Go back."

"It's okay. It's not a few steps upstairs."

"............Cough... Your mother should be worried about you."

"How old am I still worried about me?"

Mishu, with a big head, was still thinking about excuses. Unexpectedly, he had arrived at the door. Mishu climbed down from his back and bravely opened the door. Fortunately, the last time he did a big cleaning with magic, and the house was still clean, otherwise he would be ashamed of such a handsome man.

Situ Yin put Mishu on the sofa. Mishu couldn't sit down and could only lie on the sofa. Just as he was about to give an eviction order, the evil spirit said softly,

"I'm sweaty. Can I take a shower at your house?"

What a light sentence, but Mishu almost didn't have a nosebleed.

Washing...Bathing?

That's not... (Well, let's omit 10,000 words of colored Mi Shuyi**.)

Mishu, who was confused and stupid, was still thinking, but her head was a little disobedient. By the time she came to her senses, the handsome man had already washed himself in the bathroom. The usually familiar sound of water flow actually grabbed her throat like a pair of hands of death and made her shout. Suffering, her heart beat faster, but the next second, she realized a very serious problem... a very serious problem!!!

Her cute strawberry underwear is still hanging in the toilet...

Mishu's face turned red in an instant. Before she could think of a countermeasure, the embarrassing evil voice trembled after turning off the sound of water.

"Do you have any clean clothes..."

She was shocked and responded with a red face,

"Wait a minute."

Lao Mi's clothes were burned as early as ten years ago because she was afraid of looking at the sad Shu Yuanyuan. Mi Shu dragged her inconvenient buttocks, rolled down the sofa crookedly, turned over the box and cabinet, and finally found a previous pajamas. At that time, she was still very fat, and she deliberately bought more loose pajamas, which were gray. Plaid, uninteresting, not as pink kawaii as ordinary beauties.

He should be able to wear this, although she really wants to see the handsome man stuff himself into his lame small clothes, and the cloth is flattering on his body. It looks... cough... it should be extremely sexy.

It's just that because she is too sexy, she is afraid that her fragile heart can't afford it, so that it will be too humiliating for her to really have a nosebleed.

grabbed this set of pajamas and stood at the door of the toilet. There was no sound of water in it. It seemed that she was waiting for her clothes after washing. Mishu swallowed her saliva, pinned her head and knocked on the door.

"You can wear my old pajamas."

When the door of the bathroom opened, Mishu's heart beat quickly. Even if she wanted to look back for only a second, she still controlled her obscene thoughts and finally waited until he took the clothes and closed the door.

For a long time, there was a resentful voice in it,

"Uh... Are you sure...this is your clothes?"

Mi Shu was stunned, and then stunned. For a moment, she sweated like rain and said bravely,

"My father died when I was in high school, so I had to take my old clothes, er... I used to be a little... fat."

Mishu said the last word very lightly, and I don't know if he heard it, but there was no movement in it for a long time. I don't know if it was because of Mishu's first sentence that he was silent.

Just as Mishu thought that the handsome man fainted inside and was ready to break in, the door of the toilet suddenly opened.

Mishu was stunned.