Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

The little rabbit stood stiffly, and a little face had already turned red like a cooked crab.

Although it was across a towel, but ... the strength of his fingers fell lightly on her chest, and he was still walking around wantonly.

"Still embarrassed?" Cheng Zhiyan looked at her with a tight look, and asked her voice lowly.

Bunny nodded stiffly.

What a shame! !! She's almost shy to die! !!

"Well ... then you turn around." Cheng Zhiyan's clear eyes blinked slightly, and the hand holding the towel was pulled off her chest.

Hey? ?

Hey? ?

The little rabbit didn't respond for a while, so he just let himself go? ?

"Don't turn? Then I continue ..." Cheng Zhiyan held a towel in his hand, pretending to reach over Rabbit's chest again.

"Don't don't do it! Wait for me to turn over !!!" Xiao Tu quickly hugged his hands around his chest, turned around, and stood with his back to Cheng Zhiyan.

"Ok."

Cheng Zhiyan's clear eyes narrowed for a moment, and his slender big hand grabbed the rabbit's arm, and gently pulled in his direction, then pulled her into her arms.

She bare-naked her back against his chest.

Cheng Zhiyan bowed his head slightly, his sharp chin rested on the top of her head, one arm wrapped her in her arms, and the other hand held a wet towel and wiped her directly.

"..."

The little rabbit watched the white, jade-like hand restlessly walking around his chest, but he couldn't resist at all.

This ... this posture ... is not as good as before! !! !!

The bunny only felt that the chest against his back seemed hotter than usual.

The hot temperature made her tiny nose burst with a thin layer of sweat.

Ok……

Actually from this perspective ...

The scenery is better than just now ...

Cheng Zhiyan's eyes were slightly deeper, and the softness on her chest was not small or small enough to be completely covered by one palm of his hand. Even through a towel, he could still feel the soft and elastic skin.

The rabbit's face was red to the ears, and even her fair neck was stained with a light flush.

The bathroom was quiet, and Cheng Zhiyan's steady breathing sounded softly in her ears.

"Brother Orange Juice ..." Little Rabbit kept this posture without moving, and called him dullly.

"Huh?" Cheng Zhiyan's long fingers were still wiping across her chest across the towel.

"Why have you been rubbing your chest ..." The bunny turned his head, and his moist eyes looked at him rather silently: "Don't you rub my belly?"

"Hmm ..." Cheng Zhiyan's big hand crossed her chest without a trace, moved towards her abdomen, and replied calmly: "I'm going to help you wipe it there."

"..."

The bunny was speechless.

But the towel in his hand had just been removed from her chest, and she felt a hint of coolness coming.

The tiny drops of water remaining on the skin absorbed the temperature of her skin and slowly evaporated in the air.

Unfortunately, Bunny hasn't felt the coolness of the attack for more than three seconds.