After the top green tea is worn to the love

"Go and open the door, my wife."

Meng Ziqing said with a smile, with a gentle smile on his lips, and in his eyes was the certainty that Qin Yue would not open the door.

"How dare you..." Qin Yue cursed shamelessly in a low voice, her face gradually turned bright red under the sound of knocking on the door outside.

Meng Ziqing responded with a provocative raised eyebrow.

They are all in a mess now, their clothes are half wet and there are food residues, and the sofa and the ground are also a mess.

Qin Yue's hands were still in her clothes, and the two of them were in ambiguous postures. How could outsiders be allowed in under such circumstances?

"Open the door, wife." Meng Ziqing said again with a smile.

The doorknob at the door moved. It is estimated that the photographer and the staff were anxious because they did not hear the echo from Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue.

"Miss Qin, Miss Meng, we're coming in!"

"Don't!" Qin Yue glared at Meng Ziqing angrily, quickly got off her body, walked to the door three steps at a time, and blocked the doorknob.

[This little bastard. 】

Qin Yue cursed in her heart, the wet and greasy feeling on her body made her feel like a plate of food.

She coped and stood in front of the door, the female voice was cold and peaceful, "We're fine, just now Meng Ziqing didn't pay attention when he was giving me the medicine, and knocked over the plate."

"Everyone is fine, but the food is spilled."

"Go back first, we still need some time to deal with it." Speaking of this, Qin Yue sighed sincerely.

It is completely conceivable that she herself was helpless when Meng Zunqing accidentally knocked down the dinner plate with her clumsy hands, the inside was a mess, and they had to clean it up.

Although the fact is that Meng Ziqing didn't do it on purpose, but turned the plate upside down on purpose.

The cameraman outside the door patted his chest: "It's good that you are fine, the director doesn't get up early, so there will be a love mission in the afternoon, take your time, then we will go down first!"

[Eh, just leave like this? ! 】

[No, no, don't go, based on my 20 years of experience, there is definitely something inside! 】

[Don't--I'll be really sad if I don't see Fairy Meng and Qing Leng's sister Yan Gou all morning. 】

The audience in the live broadcast room wailed and expressed their dismay.

There must be something for the orphans and widows in the same room.

The cameraman and the staff with the live broadcast mobile phone looked at each other, and finally decided to leave.

There was something going on inside, but Qin Yue had already given the reason, and they had no reason to listen to the corner.

"Miss Qin, Miss Meng, let's go!" the photographer shouted towards the door.

Qin Yue felt relieved, "OK..."

Patiently listening to the sound of footsteps outside the door gradually receding, Qin Yue breathed a sigh of relief this time. She locked the door, turned around and wanted to settle the score with Meng Xi, but was stunned when she turned around.

Before the breathtaking coldness could be condensed in her cold eyes, the scene reflected in front of her flashed for a moment, and her pink cheeks turned completely red into a tomato color.

In front of him, Meng Ziqing took off his wet clothes in the gap between Qin Yue and the outsiders.

She had already taken off her high-top running shoes and sweatpants, and piled them around her jade-like ankles.A pair of slender jade-like white legs were exposed.On the top, there are very few black lace fabric wraps and a smooth waist and waist vest line.

Being on a high floor, Meng Ziqing didn't draw the curtains, the sun shone through the window and shone on her body, making her skin glow.

When Qin Yue turned around, she grabbed the hem of the dress with her forehand and lifted it up, her delicate and pretty face was covered, but her waist, which was slightly tilted back with the movement, was extremely curvy, as white as jade, with uneven bumps.

From Qin Yue's point of view, she can even see Meng Ziqing's small waist dimples that are partly visible due to his movements.

"What are you taking off!" Qin Yue's tone was somewhat exasperated.

Hearing Qin Yue's scolding, Meng Ziqing paused, raised his arms slightly, and pulled the fabric down a little, revealing his delicate face, puzzled.

"what?"

Qin Yue subconsciously turned her head away, "Don't take it off!"

Her face was ruddy, her heart was beating very fast, and her eardrums were filled with the sound of heartbeats.

Although they lived together under the same roof for a month, they usually changed into home clothes or pajamas when taking a bath.

It was the first time Qin Yue had seen such frankness.

It was the first time she saw Meng Ziqing wearing only his underwear.

Qin Yue turned her head away, but Meng Ziqing's appearance at this time kept appearing in her mind. She swallowed her throat, suddenly realized what she was doing, and shook her head violently.

"Put on your clothes quickly." She urged, "You don't wear anything in the room like this, and you don't even draw the curtains."

"But the clothes are dirty."

"Sister wearing this dirty clothes, does it feel uncomfortable?" Meng Ziqing asked with a smile.

How could it not be uncomfortable, it was so uncomfortable!Qin Yue was annoyed.

She tugged at the soaked corners and hem of her clothes again.

Meng Ziqing's act of throwing the dinner plate killed all her clothes. She, who was a bit of a clean freak, felt that she was about to be marinated by the food.

She turned her head, shy and helpless, "Then you...you can't take it off like this."

"How do you take a shower if you don't take it off?"

Meng Zong took it for granted and took off the clothes directly. She lowered her head, her romantic dark curly hair swayed from her shoulders, and fumbled for the inner clothes with her hands behind her back, as if she continued to take off her clothes.

"Hello!" Qin Yue shouted seeing that Meng Zi was not listening.

She blushed even more, and her eyes could not help but wander over the two lumps of white tenderness exposed by Meng Zunqing's slightly bent body several times, but her pace did not move for a long time.

She stood at the door the whole time and didn't come over, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed by Meng Zun.

"I won't take off this clothes anymore, and I'm afraid he'll pickle them after a while." Meng Ziqing frowned beautifully, "Sister, my clothes are so expensive, I don't want to throw any of them away."

"You..." Qin Yue held her forehead, and when she came back to her senses, she was angry and funny.

What else could she wear without her one or two clothes?

Before Qin Yue could speak, Meng Ziqing started making trouble again.

"Hmm... hiss—" Meng Ziqing groped for a long time, but there was a small hook that could not be released. Her arm was already sore, and it was even more uncomfortable to keep pushing it back.

Meng Ziqing raised her head and begged for help from the only person in the room, she acted like a baby, "My wife, come and help me."

"I can't get the hooks on my clothes." Annoyed, she simply sat on the edge of the sofa where no sweet tea was spilled.

Qin Yue was slightly stunned.

Under the morning sun, every inch of the girl's pretty body exudes temptation. Dark romantic long curly hair is draped over her shoulders, lingering around her waist, her pure black eyes are full of innocence, and the corners of her lips are slightly soft. Yang's arc was bewitching.

Meng Ziqing stretched out her hand to Qin Yue, her palm was slender and white, her hand bones were clear and distinct, her fingertips showed a little powder, she raised her eyes, like a succubus trying to lure people into the abyss, her eyes were clear, but her eyes were full of tears. Moisturize.

"Honey, come and help me."

"Snapped……"

When Qin Yue reacted, she had already bent over and sat next to Meng Ziqing, and untied the little hook that was bothering her.

The fingers accidentally touched the girl's soft back, and subconsciously trembled.

Before she could pull her hand out, Meng Ziqing held her down.

Meng Ziqing is dexterous, and he knows how to untie clothes without a teacher.

Although Qin Yue's shirt was still on, she had quietly unbuttoned it, and the underwear inside was not spared either, and it is still hung up reluctantly.

"Meng Ziqing, don't be so hands-on." Suddenly losing the temperature of the fabric, Qin Yue's body trembled, and she tried to stop her with a warning tone.

"Double standards..." Meng Ziqing pouted, "I didn't say anything bad about my wife touching me just now."

"Wife, isn't it uncomfortable to wear wet and dirty clothes?" Meng Ziqing smiled softly and whispered in Qin Yue's ear.

"Shall we take a shower together?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-2422:32:24-2022-06-2620:10:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦……

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 2 sweet little texts;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 sweet little text;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for T; 1 for Qi An;