Chapter 535

"He chased me all the way to the plane, and I couldn't shake him off. I slept on the plane, and he helped me cover the blanket, and asked me if I wanted to eat.

If I hadn't been thinking about you and immobilized him with a talisman at the Johannesburg airport, he would have come to Cape Town with me.

If he comes to Cape Town with me, do you think I will be provoked by the locals and go to the police station because I can't get through to you?

Let me tell you, if he was here, nothing would have happened today! "

"..."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the room was so quiet that a hair could be heard.

He Yunting kept sitting upright and didn't move a bit.

Sen's cold eyes stared straight at Qiao Yi, and he just stared at him without saying a word.

Just now, it was an unknown anger aroused by He Yunting's irresponsible attitude, and it disappeared after it was fired.

Today's Qiao Yi doesn't have the arrogance just now. He was frightened by He Yunting's gaze, and stepped back while dodging his gaze. He pretended to be calm and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "You, didn't you say it's too late? You go, I, I want to sleep."

"Who is he?" He Yunting asked.

Qiao Yi bit the bullet and answered, "He, he's a guy from the same road."

"That's not what you said just now." He Yunting got up suddenly, and approached Qiao Yi step by step.

There was a monstrous anger hovering in those dark and deep eyes.

"You said how handsome he is, much handsomer than me, young and fashionable, wearing black earrings, not to mention how eye-catching! You also said that he chased you all the way on the plane, you dumped Can't shake it off! And said..."

As soon as Qiao was forced to retreat, he kicked his heel to the edge of the bed with a clang.

He Yunting lifted Qiao Yi's chin, "Don't you say so?"

"I..." Qiao Yi was so nervous that his ten toes clung to the ground tightly, and he was speechless.

He suddenly approached her: "Don't you want to know what we did that night? I will satisfy you!"

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After a while, He Yunting zipped up, got up and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, there was a burst of water sound.

Hearing the sound of water, Qiao Yi cautiously stuck his head out.

The light in the bedroom was dim, and a tall shadow was printed on the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

Think about everything that just happened.

Qiao Yi's face ×××××

Five minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and He Yunting, who was wrapped in a towel, came out.

He wiped his hair as he walked, and came to the bed.

Joe heard that he was going to come out early in the morning, and covered his head in it.

The man reached out and pulled the quilt, "Come out, I'm going to get bored later."

"I do not want."

"You are too bad."

Two consecutive accusations made He Yunting's ears warm.

He coughed unnaturally, knelt down on the side of the bed, and fumbled around on the quilt until he touched her head before peeling off the quilt forcefully.

Joe was so hot that his hair stuck to his face.

Like a little madman!

"Look at you, you're still not bored."

He Yunting helped Qiao brush off the hair sticking to her face.

Qiao Yi was so shy that he kept his eyes closed the whole time.

She was the one who yelled the most fiercely, and now she was the one who was really shy.

It's really difficult.

He Yunting shook his head helplessly: "What I said just now was not for you to find another man, so don't distort my meaning."

Hearing this, Qiao Yi closed his eyes, narrowed a small slit, and secretly looked at He Yunting.

He was sitting by the bed, neither close nor far from her, except for the act of brushing his hair just now, he didn't have the gentle appearance of an ordinary couple after an intimate act, but instead looked like...an old cadre who lectured.