The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 243 Evil Ghost Taoist (15)

"But……"

"Okay, don't worry about it, Ye Meng won't do anything to me." Wushuang gave Shi Jie a reassuring smile, then pushed the door in, and then closed the door.

How did this Shi Jie become so inked.

In the past, the original owner also liked to cling to Ye Meng, and slept on Ye Meng's arm, what a normal thing.

Wushuang turned on the lights in the room. The layout of the hotel is relatively simple, with a bed, but the conditions are limited, and there are peeling paint on the corners.

It is already very good to find such a hotel in Jiangshui Town, and Wushuang is not so delicate.

After running around for a whole day, Wushuang glanced at Ye Meng, who was floating in the air, and said, "Uncle, I'm going to take a bath, so don't peek."

Ye Meng: ...

His cheeks turned red unknowingly, was he being molested?
Is he the type to peek at other people's showers?

He's not, absolutely not. The last time she went to the toilet was also an accident, purely an accident.

Wu Shuang closed the bathroom door, feeling very good.

After the original owner was taken away by Ye Meng, he hadn't bathed for a long time. The warm water flowed down from his hair and landed on his skin, which was really comfortable.

Wushuang took a good shower and came out wrapped in a towel.

The skin is as white as jade, the delicate face is red, and the crystal water droplets are condensed on the white skin, which is dazzling and charming.

The beautiful woman came out of the bath, and Ye Meng watched intently.

Wushuang took off the turban wrapped around his head, and his black hair fell loose.

She joked: "Uncle, do you want to blow my hair?"

Ye Meng looked away: "Yes."

The hotel is equipped with a hair dryer. After Ye Meng took it off, his feet that had been floating in the air landed on the ground, and began to slowly dry her hair.

The sound of the hair dryer spread in the ears, Ye Meng was very quiet, Wushuang just looked at him through the mirror.

Ye Meng has always been a very considerate man in front of the original owner, taking care of her and protecting her under his wings.

Although after death, he was a bit violent.

However, with my own efforts, it seems that there has been a change.

Wushuang is very satisfied and has a sense of accomplishment.

With black hair like silk, Ye Meng stroked her hair, her quiet and serious appearance really made Wushuang unable to take her eyes off her.

Wushuang sat in front of the dresser, propped his head, and looked at Ye Meng through the mirror: "Uncle, why are you so kind to me?"

Ye Meng's movements froze suddenly, and when he met the gaze of the mirror, the girl's face was charming and charming.

Swallowing his saliva, he shifted his gaze: "I don't know."

"Oh, okay." Wushuang smiled: "Actually, I don't know why I trust uncle so much."

Ye Meng continued to dry her hair, but raised his eyes and glanced at her.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what did I see? Master, you are a ghost, and someone blows your hair? If it spreads to all the ghosts, you have to laugh." The little ghost sat on the window, crossed his legs, and shook his head regretfully. .

Ye Meng glanced at him, and in his cold eyes were one by one: Get out!

"In my eyes, the Lord should be a heroic and mighty existence, but he has been reduced to a woman's life in every detail." The little ghost dangled his legs up and down, complaining all over his heart, and was about to speak again, a cold air flow Suddenly it came from the front.

"boom!"

The kid fell from the window: "Ah!! It hurts."

The corner of Wushuang's mouth curled up into a slight smile, it was really not easy for this funny kid to be willing to follow Ye Meng.

Ye Meng's eyes suddenly fell on the eyes in the mirror, and the girl smiled, which made him feel a bit stunned: "He talks a lot."

(End of this chapter)