"ah,"

Xia Xin looked at Yisha in surprise, "It shouldn't be... it's just a cockroach."

Cockroaches can scare people to death.

Yisha pointed to the bathroom and said nervously, "What are you still standing there? You haven't gone in and checked in,"

"I... can't, she's taking a shower, you'd better go in," Xia Xin was a little embarrassed.

As a boy's nature, he certainly wanted to open the door and go in and take a look, but he still loves life very much. He felt that when he entered now, Leng Xuetong would definitely beat him to death.

Yisha suddenly showed an indignant expression and asked, "Maybe she has been soaked in the bathtub. Do you want to wait for her to suffocate before going in? You murderer, are you waiting to be sentenced,"

"Why is it me, I didn't do anything, right?"

Is this the murderer?

Xia Xin was still a little worried about Leng Xuetong. Although she looked so strong, she didn’t know what she looked like inside.

Hesitating, Xia Xin tried to turn the door down, but didn't open it.

Looking at Yisha, he asked, "Where is the key,"

"The key is Xiaotong, I don't have it,"

Since Yisha opened the door randomly, this crucial bathroom door key has been held in Leng Xuetong's hand to prevent any accidents.

"What should I do?"

"Crash, stupid, let's see what's going on when you hit it,"

“…Oh, she probably didn’t wear clothes,”

"I won't lose any meat when I look at it."

“…”

Xia Xin thought about it and it seemed that this was the only way left.

Then Xia Xin took three steps back, took a deep breath, and told himself that this was to save Leng Xuetong, and there was absolutely no personal self-interested idea.

Then he accumulated enough strength and rushed forward straight.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon

The bathroom door suddenly opened.

Leng Xuetong had a cold face, and said angrily, "You two are so enough,"

Leng Xuetong's wet black hair was scattered on her chest, and she wrapped her body with a white bath towel. She grabbed a corner of the bath towel with one hand and fixed it. The bath towel barely blocked the chest from her thighs, revealing the pearl-like round shoulders, jade arms, and a pair of long legs that were resistant to frost and snow.

Because I just took a shower, the pink and fragrant skin was filled with warm moisture, which looked more crystal clear and delicate,

When Xia Xin saw Leng Xuetong's beautiful little face suddenly appeared behind the door, he knew he was going to suffer.

I tried hard to stop my body and brake the car... Unfortunately, the accelerator has been added and I can't stop it anymore.

Then, in Leng Xuetong's surprised gaze, Xia Xin bumped straight into him.

Then there was a "crackling" sound, which made the floor of the room tremble.

Xia Xin wanted to stop her body, but unfortunately she failed. She reached out and hugged Leng Xuetong. The two of them kept the posture of men and women, sliding forward on the slippery bathroom floor, knocking away the broom, bucket and other things next to her, causing a sound.

Finally, the two of them hit the bathtub at the same time, and they let out a muffled groan, and the bathroom finally became quiet.

Yisha couldn't help but gasp, covered her eyes with one hand, and then quietly looked at the bathroom door through the crack of her hands, muttering, "It's so miserable,"

That being said, she lay on the sofa with nothing to do and continued watching TV, as if the matter in the bathroom had nothing to do with her.

...

Xia Xin and Leng Xuetong were both lying motionless on the ground.

Xia Xin was in pain and his head was spinning, and he could no longer tell the difference between the east, west, south, and north.

He was on the top, and he bumped into it first. Leng Xuetong was on the bottom. He was affected by friction. He hit it lighter, but Leng Xuetong was also in pain and tears came out.

Then, the foggy bathroom kept quiet for about three minutes.

Xia Xin came to his senses first and shook his head gently. His head still hurts a lot. The heavy feeling of the head hanging around his neck is not like his own.

But I felt extremely soft under my body.

Xia Xin reluctantly raised his head and found that Leng Xuetong had tears in the corners of her eyes, moistening her beautiful eyelashes, and she also opened her eyes.

He immediately asked with some concern, "Are you okay?"

Leng Xuetong frowned, took a breath, and said in tears, "Well, it hurts so much,"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it,"

Xia Xin struggled, got up in a panic, pressed his hand on the ground, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

After subconsciously pressing it a few more times, I found that the ground is softer and warmer than usual.

"Yeah~~" He spat out a few uneasy breaths from Leng Xuetong's delicate little mouth.

Then Xia Xin stopped his movements, Leng Xuetong also stopped breathing, the two of them looked at each other, and at the same time moved their eyes.

I saw that the bath towel that was originally fixed by Leng Xuetong with one hand was completely open and spread to the ground, so now Leng Xuetong's delicate body as clear and holy as snow was presented to Xia Xin without any concealment.

It's so great that Xia Xin's hand is just holding onto the delicate part of her chest.

Yes, there is no contact that can be blocked.

At that time, Xia Xin's head was blank.

Leng Xuetong was completely confused,

After another silence lasted for about 30 seconds, Xia Xin swallowed hard, looked at Leng Xuetong's little face, and said, "I guess... I shouldn't have a chance to explain,"

"..." Leng Xuetong's beautiful little face was first stained with a layer of blood-like beauty, and then murderous intent began to emerge in her dreamy eyes. Finally, all the murderous aura came out, "Die for me,"

Immediately afterwards, a "ping-pong" sounded like a sound of hitting the wall.

Yisha lay comfortably on the sofa, glanced at the bathroom again, shook her head again with a little unbearable feeling, "It's so miserable,"

The summer night in the bedroom ignored the noise outside and sat at the computer desk.

There were a bunch of barrage on the screen, "What happened?"

"It seems like I heard the girl screaming,"

"Two voices, two girls,"

"It seems that I heard the word "Die" you,"

"Is the anchor living with girls?"

"Two girls,"

"What the hell is going on, why are you screaming? Did the anchor do something?"

"I seem to have imagined what the anchor is doing,"

"...Is the anchor doing beastly things? Why are there girls screaming?"

Xia Ye said expressionlessly, "Shut up all of them, it's so annoying, a group of stupid mortals,"

"Brother Ge is just temporarily attracted by that priest. Humph, sooner or later we will want her to look good, just watch me and play with me..."

...

...

By the next day, at dawn, Xia Xin had already gotten up from the bed, and his whole body was sore that it was as if it was falling apart.

It's really painful everywhere,

Xia Xin came to the bathroom mirror and looked at it. He found that his face was fine, so he left some red marks. But when he opened the collar, his chest was terrible, with several claw marks and some bruises on his hands and feet.

I sighed in my heart that Leng Xuetong was too ruthless. I didn't mean it, but I thought about it and felt that I was asking for it myself.

I recalled yesterday's scene in my mind, and subconsciously looked at my left hand, feeling... this wave was not a big loss,

No, what are you thinking?

Xia Xin shook her head, washed up, and walked out of the room.

The rising sun shone into the living room through the gaps in the floor-to-ceiling windows. The mottled light and shadows sprinkled on the long dark and bright hair, making the beautiful hair seem to be emitting particles of light.

Xia Xin said, "Good morning,"

But no response was received.

Leng Xuetong didn't even look at him, but still looked at the boring news on TV with expressionless face.

Xia Xin could only go into the kitchen to soak a glass of milk and put it on the coffee table.

Then he sat next to Leng Xuetong as usual, Leng Xuetong didn't receive milk either.

The two of them watched TV silently without saying a word.

Xia Xin quietly glanced at Leng Xuetong's cold side face, and she was still angry no matter how she looked.
To be continued...