[Volume 1] Chapter 589: Beauty takes a bath and feasts the eyes 13

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With a nervous mind, Chen Ming's beautiful thoughts that had just peeked at Han Yabing's body disappeared at this moment. On the contrary, when taking a shower, he kept thinking about how the girl would protect herself later.

Should I chop it into human meat buns, or should I add medicine to the meal?

The most fearful move Chen Ming thought the most, that is, while he was sleeping at night, Han Yabing secretly entered the room, and then took off his pants in a cute manner; at the moment when Chen Ming saluted,

She took out her scissors and rubbed it.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming subconsciously covered his crotch and kept shaking his head desperately. At the same time, he kept wailing, "Don't be the last eunuch in New China!" He had known that he would have to pay after seeing Han Yabing's body.

With such a great psychological torture, he didn't want to go and see it if he was beaten to death.

In this way, after dragging in the bathroom for an hour, Chen Ming walked out slowly. As soon as he opened the bathroom door, he saw Han Yabing standing in front of him with a murderous look on his face. Chen Ming was so scared that he quickly shrank.

, clamped his crotch and asked in fear: "What are you...what are you going to do?!"

"I thought you were dead inside, so I was going to call the salvage team." Han Yabing rolled her eyes and said angrily. Looking at her tone, it was really like her nickname, Iceberg Beauty!

Chen Ming didn't care about this. What he cared most was whether Han Yabing had scissors in his hand. After reading it over and over again, he confirmed that she didn't have any hidden weapons or the like, Chen Ming then shouted out heavily.

A breath of turbid air.

Han Yabing ignored him and went directly to the dining table, brought the food to the table, and did not add rice to Chen Ming. She made a bowl of herself, sat there, and started eating on her own.

The meal was hot meatballs, and there was a scrambled egg with tomatoes and sour eggplant. I looked at Han Yabing with a muffled voice and had a comfortable meal, but my face was so cold that it was scary. In fact, Chen Ming didn't want to come over to eat it, but

The reader cooed. In desperation, he had to bite the bullet and beat a bowl of rice, and it also made it on the table, and he started eating alone in a muffled voice.

The atmosphere at the scene was so awkward that the two of them couldn't say a word. Apart from the sound of chewing at meals, the sound of chopsticks hitting their rice bowls. In the past, they would tell each other about interesting school stories, but this is great;

Eating at the same dining table is like a passerby.
Chapter completed!