Ye Shao's unruly and cute wife

Chapter 142 Applying a mask late at night.

When Yu Zeying heard Sikong Ye say yes, her whole body boiled.

Half of her boiling is because she really wants to touch, and the other half is because of alcohol. Although she seems to be sober after sleeping for a while, she is still drunk, and the excitement in her mind is easy to drift.

So, Miss Yuzeying, who was a little bit flustered, went straight to her hands without saying a word. She pointed at Sikong Ye's abdominal muscles while praising, "Wow, it's so hard, so big!"

This made Sikong Ye at a loss.

When he said yes just now, he just wanted to tease Yu Zeying, because he felt that Yu Zeying would definitely not have the guts to touch him, but he didn't expect her to be so courageous.

Get started directly.

"Have you not fully sobered up yet?" Sikong Ye grabbed her and poked his fingers wildly, then lowered his head slightly and asked her.

Yu Zeying raised her head and smiled, she couldn't tell that it was Sikong Ye teasing her at this moment, and replied honestly, "Wake up, wake up early!"

"I didn't expect you to be bolder when you're awake than when you're drunk, and to touch my stomach openly. Aren't you afraid that I'll misunderstand you?"

"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding what?"

"I misunderstood that you have thoughts about me. Let me think about it. You have only been at our house for three days. You seem to have sneaked into my room for three nights. What do you want?"

"Desire? Why?" Yu Zeying tilted her head, "Brother Ye, why did you come up with classical Chinese with me, I don't understand."

"Then how can you understand it? Do you have any thoughts about me?"

"No, no!" Yu Zeying waved her hands again and again, her little face blushed, how could she have any thoughts about him, this is not in line with the plan she made on the first day when she came to Sikong's house.

Of course, even if she had an idea, she couldn't admit it at this time.

She also wants face, if Sikong Ye said that you better not wishful thinking, then she would be slapped in the face in public.

"Why did you come to my room without you, a routine visit every night?" Hearing her denying so quickly, Sikong Ye felt a little uncomfortable in his haughty heart, and his tone became a little more arrogant.

Yu Zeying didn't realize this, she raised her hand and said to Sikong Ye with a smile, "I'm here to apply a mask to Brother Ye."

Apply mask?
Sikong Ye was obviously taken aback.

Yu Zeying explained, "I promised you in the afternoon that I would help you apply a mask at night. I, Yu Zeying, have no other skills. I must complete what I promised, so..."

She pointed to the bed, "So brother Ye, lie down and I'll apply it for you."

"What kind of mask does the man put on?" Sikong Ye didn't reject Yuzeying's kindness in the afternoon because he felt that Yuzeying's words were just words and could not be taken seriously. Just like eating, it's all polite.

But I didn't expect that she really took it seriously.

He didn't want to put on a mask.

"Go back to sleep, it's getting late." Sikong Ye walked to the bed and picked up a T-shirt on the bed to put on, then took a pair of sweatpants and looked at Yu Zeying.

His intention of seeing off the guests in this action is obvious, because he wants to wear pants.

Seeing him like this, Yu Zeying gave a clear oh and turned her back to him.

Her meaning is also very obvious, you can wear the pants like this, but I will not go back.

Seeing her like this, Sikong Ye felt helpless, he put on his pants with a wry smile, then sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a cigarette from the cabinet, and lit it.

"Do you have anything else you want to ask me?" He leaned against the bed, and asked Yu Zeying with a smoke ring.

Seeing him asking, Yu Zeying carefully turned around to see that he had already put on his clothes, smiled again, and limped to Sikong Ye's bedside with that injured foot.

"Can I sit down, Brother Ye?" She pointed to the bed.

Sikong Ye retracted his outstretched legs, leaving a place for her.

Yu Zeying took advantage of the opportunity to sit down, and she tore open the packaging bag of the mask without saying a word, and then pulled out the mask from inside.

Seeing this, Sikong Ye refused again, "I told you not to apply a mask, have you ever seen that man apply a mask?"

"A lot of men put it on, and Lu Zhiheng did it too. He was still wearing a mask when he started the live broadcast." Yu Zeying unfolded the mask on her hand, motioning for Sikong Ye to stretch her face over.

Sikong Ye refused again, "I can't stand this thing, I want to apply it to you."

　Guess, Master Ye put on this mask at the end?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)