Hidden Assassin: Volume 3 Cohabitation Era Section 116 The Feeling of Depravity

It’s opened very wide, and the whole villa is warm. There is no outside light in the bedroom from the huge glass door leading to the balcony. There is also enough lighting. Sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, looking While complaining about Jia Ming, who took out another quilt from the cabinet, Yahan was in a mess.

I...what should I say?

The mood is very messy. Once facing him, the mood seems to be messed up. At the moment when he was asked to stay, he was thinking of confession. But when I think about it again, I feel like I'm really showy. A teacher confessed to a high school student... Besides, do I really like him? This point is still too complicated to sort out, and he usually says badly about himself as a showy, if something like "I like you" suddenly pops up at this time, it is estimated that he will just laugh and roll all over the floor.

"Well, all right." Sit down on the other side of the bed wrapped in a quilt, Jia Ming nodded, "What's the matter, mystery, you...want me to teach you guitar?"

The words of Jiaming undoubtedly brought a topic to the hesitant Yahan, stretched out his leg to kick Jiaming, and laughed: "Go to hell, you, do you really think how good your guitar is? Compliment you, the tail will be up to the sky."

"Then...I guess, in such an atmosphere, we are considered lone men and widows. You told me to stay." Jia Ming's face showed a weird smile, "You must want to confess you to me. Your love?"

Boom. Jia Ming's joking words were chopped down like a sky thunder. According to the normal reaction, Yahan should continue to stretch her legs and kick, but at this moment, she looked at Jia Ming, and suddenly she was stunned. Should she be laughing and playing with him, or... pushing the boat along the water.

In the quiet bedroom, Jia Ming made a boxing pose to protect his head. After a while, seeing that Yahan was so mad, he waved his hand: "Okay, okay, don't hit me, I know it's wrong, what's the matter?"

The woman in her nightdress opposite has a complicated expression. It was uncertain, and after a while, he chuckled and kicked it barefoot from under the quilt, but Jia Ming grabbed it. The two of them pulled and pulled for a long time before they separated. Yahan whispered: "You idiot, why do you confess? Now, do you think I dare not confess? Humph, if in ancient times, you took my foot for a long time. I would have to rely on you!"

"So I praise the world now. Okay, let's talk about it."

"Um... Jia Ming." Yahan hesitated for a long time. "Do you... what do you think of me?"

"No way, do you really like someone?"

"What?" Unexpectedly, his answer would be like this. Yahan's eyes widened, dumbfoundingly

"It’s all on TV. After a man or woman has a sweetheart, he discusses it with a good friend. They usually ask, "What do you think of me?", "What are my strengths?", "Am I cute?" Like, increase your self-confidence, and then... basically confession. Because you already have someone you care about. That's why you care if you are outstanding. Hey, who is it? Xu Mo?"

Somewhat funny. Looking at Jiaming with some resentment for a long time, Yahan gritted his teeth: "Well, I have someone who likes...Of course, the situation is still very complicated. I don't know if I really like it, anyway. Seeing him, my heart is a little messy."

"I think you are always in a mess."

"Don't interrupt me." He glared at Jia Ming fiercely, "Uh, anyway...it's impossible to confess now, I...I shouldn't like him, if we are together, I am afraid that others will look at us with strange eyes, and he shouldn’t know..."

"I see, your father..."

"..."

"Okay, hehe, you go on."

"Didn't continue..." Yahan gave him a white look, and his shoulders collapsed, "You tell me, what should I do?"

"Uh, I think...you should first solve the problem of whether you like each other or not before thinking about other things. Of course, this kind of forbidden love affair requires mutual affection, and then as long as you don’t make it public, you have been secretly Going down, there should be no problem, but the problem now is, well, from the inside, that person doesn’t know that you like him, and your confession is very likely to be rejected. Well, let’s say that person is your dad. , I suggest you terminate this paragraph immediately...... Yeah......"

Having her chin in the process of analyzing, the quilt has been kicked fiercely by Yahan. Before Jiaming rushed forward, she had retracted her barefoot into the quilt and gave a provocative glance. Jiaming sighed: "I'm helping you analyze things. Now you unilaterally like someone you shouldn't like. Of course I advise you to give up. Life is not as beautiful as a fairy tale..."

"You are a child from home and family, you know what life is, what else to say about my dad..."

"I'm assuming."

"Suppose it's your father!"

"Then it’s not a taboo. If my dad is not dead, you really want to marry, I don’t mind. Anyway, I won’t call you a little mom outside of public, but if my mom is not dead either …Are you trying to seduce a married man in the school?"

Taking a deep breath, Yahan stumbled on the bed: "I'm too lazy to tell you."

Jia Ming smiled faintly: "Well, from the standpoint of a friend, I hope you find someone you like, but I don't want you to have a taboo romance that is to be despised. Oh, actually I It’s useless to say anything. You decide you have to take it yourself, but no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, come and find me. Nothing else. Murder and arson are my strong point. Everyone is a friend. Whatever you do, I won’t let people bully you... Sleep well, I'll go now, well..."

When the voice fell, Yahan suddenly leaped over from the other side of the bed, and put his arms around Jia Ming's neck, the two bodies were pressed together, and Yahan's heart thumped desperately.

Even if the two of them were fighting again, even if Jiaming had seen her body, they never had such a hug moment. Under the pajamas, Yahan’s body exuded a light fragrance after taking a bath. Energetic and seductive body, soft

The elastic twin peaks can be clearly reflected through the contact between the two sides at this moment|Jia Ming sighed lightly, this girl is really too pure, and she will struggle so hard in her heart for such a thing.

Jia Ming felt a sigh in her heart, and Yahan was another kind. After hugging Jia Ming, the sound of her heartbeat spread to her ears like a drum, and her whole body was so nervous that she took the initiative like this for the first time. Hugging a man, a certain sentence stuck in her throat and almost blurted out. Then, she felt Jia Ming's hand soothing between her hair, which made her feel like a child.

In front of him, I really seem to be like a child, easy to get angry, easy to show off, easy to be teased, and many times I really forget that I am six or seven years older than him. Compared with himself, Jia Ming is not only capable, but also steady and reliable in doing things. He can easily handle everything between talking and laughing. If he is not so much older than him, if he is really his little sister, then...

"Cough, don't bear it, cry out, it will be easier to cry out...well, you are so mean..."

Almost subconsciously, Yahan punched him hard in the stomach, and the words he wanted to confess did not seem to come out.

"You deserve it, I seem to be crying."

"But you hug me..." Jia Ming curled up and stretched out his hand to accuse him. Then, he received a fierce elbow on his back: "Don't say it!" He immediately hit him on the bed. Immediately afterwards, there was an even more violent and frantic beating.

"Holding you is to beat you like this..." Chop Chop Chop!

"Calling you to hide, telling you to hide, telling you to hide..." Hammer!

"Tell you to always bully me..." Poke!

"Tell you to always call me stupid..." Pinching!

"Tell you to take a peek at me..." Step on!

"I didn't mean it..."

"Tell you to talk back..." Kick!

After a violent bombardment, Yahan stood on the bed, looking at Jia Ming curled up under his feet into a shrimp-like shape, feeling very fulfilled in his heart. From realizing with Jia Ming that now, there has never been a fight like that. It's so cool now, although in my heart there is some understanding that he is letting himself. But when I think about it, I feel very happy. It turns out that I can beat him unscrupulously if I feel sad. Hmph, because he used to brag about what cold-blooded killer he was in front of him.

"Huh, you know it's wrong."

"..."

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead."

"..."

"Hey, you don't want to stay overnight with me."

Two kicks. Jia Ming didn't react at all. She lifted her slender feet and stepped on Jia Ming's shoulders a few times. The movements were deliberately slow. This guy has always refused to suffer. She would definitely grab her feet and scratch her feet desperately. Xin, after playing for so long, it's time for him to take advantage of him and go back. However, thinking like this in her heart, Jia Ming squatted down after a long time. He shook Jia Ming twice with his hands, and then he was pushed onto the bed by Jia Ming who suddenly jumped up.

"Ah" whispered. Jia Ming had already kicked both feet on the hip, Yahan suppressed his laughter. After a round of punches and kicks, Jia Ming was forced to retreat. Getting up from the bed, Yahan rushed towards Jiaming who was about to escape with her teeth and claws. Then, when her eyes went dark, Jiaming threw the coat over her head, and then Jiaming launched a counterattack. .

"Tell you to hit me, hit me, hit me..."

"Ah... I dare not. I dare not, forgive me..." He hugged his head and begged for mercy in a low voice. Yahan, who was covered under her coat and couldn't see things clearly, curled up along the closet and curled up. In the end, she retreated to the corner of the house, curled up into a small shrimp.

"Tell you to beat me..."

"I dare not, ah... I really dare not, ah... Brother Jiaming, forgive me..."

Hearing that Yahan said the name from her mouth while begging for mercy, Jia Ming raised her hand in the air and stopped. After a while, Yahan eagerly lifted the coat covering her head a little bit. Seeing Jia Ming raised her hand again, she was so frightened that she covered her head quickly: "Ah, forgive me, Brother Jia Ming..." /

It's just a joke, Jia Ming naturally controlled not to hit people. Although the speed is fast, it is just a symbolic slap, and occasionally kicks her feet on her hips. Anyway, she Also played enough. However, at this moment, I heard Yahan call his brother timidly, and suddenly a strange feeling came into his heart. Thinking back to the relationship between the two, I seemed to treat her like a sister who could make trouble. This feeling...a bit warm and a bit evil-because he has started to think arrogantly...

Shrugging, he put on his slippers and walked out of the door. When he opened the door, Yahan was secretly lifting his coat back again, the expression on his face was very interesting.

"Good night~ IndoMTL.com~ sleep well."

Waving waved, Yahan shrank in the corner, spit out her tongue and made a vicious face, Jia Ming smiled and closed the door.

She held her coat in her arms little by little, Yahan sat quietly in that corner, Jia Mingdi’s fight was actually not painful, but after being beaten, her body at this time But it was hot like a boil. There was a reason for faster blood circulation, and more, it was a kind of shyness.

That little pervert, just forget it, even the lady’s **** is kicking desperately, and I have to force myself to call his brother to stop...

Quietly and quietly, the light of the colored lights shot into the room through the window sill. In the corner, Yahan curled up into a ball, biting her fingers in the snow-white teeth, and she was drowning in her hair. In the complex mood of joy and shame, it is not known where the joy comes from. The confession did not speak, and was beaten in humiliation. Oh, I seem to have become degenerate...

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Well, I think the second half of this section is very evil, so I just want to ask for a monthly pass... But will anyone dislike it? When I write these things, I am always very nervous...