[Woman who is cheating on her job · Ting BILL] I'm sure

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The water started to cool again, but Bill lay on Ah Ting's body and didn't want to move at all, fiddling with the cover that was still in place with his fingers, speechless for a while.

Ah Ting helped Bill clean with one hand, and squeezed his buttocks: "I still can't get up, do you want to do it again?"

Bill lowered his eyelids: "Do it, do it, why don't you like it so much?"

If Ah Ting's younger brothers heard this, they would probably drag Bill out and hack him to death immediately.

Ah Ting tilted his head and teased, "Brother Bill doesn't have time to mess around?"

Bill chimed, "Conceited."

"I'm not interested in other people." Ah Ting stroked Bill's buttocks back and forth with his slender middle finger, "I'm only interested in you."

Bill stood up abruptly: "Don't even think about doing it again." He stepped out of the bathtub, grabbed the towel and wiped it carelessly, then wrapped himself in the towel and went out, like hiding from the plague.

Ah Ting bent his lips, and resignedly took the shampoo to handle it himself.

When he came out after washing, Bill had already changed into casual clothes, sitting on the sofa with a can of beer in one hand and turning the table with the remote control in the other.

Ah Ting walked over and saw the open potato chips on the coffee table: "Aren't you going to have this for dinner?"

Bill didn't even raise his eyelids: "Wrong, it's not dinner, but supper. Anyway, I'm not hungry right now, you can make it yourself."

Ah Ting turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's been so long...

"Then you can't eat this." Ah Ting opened the takeaway bag, picked out two sets and took them to the kitchen to heat up.

Bill sat still, but his gaze followed Ah Ting into the kitchen, and then back to the TV.

After a while, Ah Ting took a takeaway that had been cooked in the microwave and put it on the tea table in front of Bill, then went back to wait for his own.

The aroma of rice wafted out of the lunch box, and Bill's already hungry stomach suddenly felt empty.

So when Ah Ting came out of the kitchen again, he saw Bill wolfing down the lunch box.He couldn't help but curled his lips, put down his share, and took two more cups of soup to heat up.

Bill took the hot soup and glanced at Ah Ting's arm indiscriminately.The gauze doesn't look wet, but...

Picking up the clothes beside him and throwing them over, Ah Ting caught them and put them aside, opened the lunch box and prepared to start, without any intention of wearing them.

"Put it on, it looks cold."

"I have to take it off later, please."

"..."