Quick travel to save the erotic heroine (NP)

24. Save the sweet heroine in modern meat text - show off

After eating this dinner with their hearts, Luo Fang offered to borrow two books to pass the time, and Ye Liyuan happily agreed and asked her to follow him to the study.

The two of them went up to the second floor one after the other, and when they walked to the door of the study, Luo Fang was surprised to find that this place was only separated from his bedroom by a wall.

It's convenient.

The girl pretended to pick up books in front of the bookshelf, and from time to time took out a book to look through, as if she was very studious, but all she was thinking about was how to seduce her uncle to bed.

And Ye Liyuan was working on the desk behind her, and her mind was not much better.

The girl's figure was so delicate that the kiss marks on the back of her neck dangled unabashedly in front of the man's eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder how the marks were left.

Will you take her into your arms or hug her from behind? Such an intimate gesture certainly doesn't happen in public, so what did this young couple do in this private, safe space?

Will swingers let go of the good food they get their hands on? She is so cute and tastes so delicious when she is emotional, but no man will be willing to let go.

Ye Liyuan didn't want to think about it, but his brain uncontrollably began to simulate the scene that might have happened, the girl was tactfully happy in the arms of others, and finally caused jealousy and lust to burn together.

Knowing that the production of these emotions is both immoral and unethical, the man forces himself not to look at the girl's back when he perceives a faint tendency to raise his lower body. Anyway, Luo Fang is quiet, so he has the right to be the only one in this room, and use work to empathize.

When the work at hand was done, he stacked the papers and looked up again, only to find the girl sitting in a chair, holding her cheeks, looking at him thoughtfully.

The eye-catching kiss marks are invisible at this angle, the girl tied a ball head very casually, and her hair was a little scattered, because she went out to bask for a day, and it was not the usual delicate glass doll look, and her complexion looked slightly darker, but her eyes were black and white, shiny, and her pink lips were gently hooked, but she showed a little youthful wildness.

His heart skipped a beat, and he smiled: "Is there anything else, fang fang?"

Luo Fang shook his head and raised the two books in his arms to him: "I want to borrow these two, is it okay, uncle?"

Ye Liyuan had good eyesight and saw that they were two Russian novels, he covered the pen and hesitated: "Of course you can, but the one above - this translator is not very good, I remember not buying this version." 

The man got up from his seat, walked to the bookcase where Luo Fang was standing, rolled up his sleeves, tiptoed slightly, touched the spine of the book with his hand and counted it one by one.

He turned around with the book and found that Luo Fang had walked behind him, so he handed the book over, and sure enough, it was another translation of the novel: "The second half of the book you took was translated by the gunman, so there is a big difference in the level before and after, I was very obsessed with this author for a while, just in time for this edition to be published, and I was so angry that I almost went to the publishing house to slam the door."

Ye Liyuan scratched his head, and his expression seemed to be a little embarrassed by the original youthful spirit, but it made the original faint bookish anger on his body obvious, and contradicted his temperament that had always collapsed underneath, there is a different kind of taste.

Luo Fang nodded, thoughtfully took the book, and handed over the one that Ye Liyuan disliked, the man flipped it slightly, but a thin envelope fell out of it, she quickly picked it up, and saw that Ye Youtang's three words were neatly written on it, and handed it to Ye Liyuan.

The man pinched the envelope and sighed helplessly: "It was written to your little aunt, probably from a boy when she was a student, I don't like to read it, and I stuffed it here, she, she was very beautiful back then." Then

he asked, "Put, which layer did you get it from just now?"

The girl pointed to the second floor of the bookcase, Ye Liyuan looked over, stretched out his hand and pulled out two more books: "This is not my book either." The

study was made of a large bookcase full of walls, and he simply went around it from the beginning, because his eyesight was good, and the movement of pulling books was also neat. After a while, a thick stack was packed.

Ye Liyuan looked at the stack of books, and his expression was extremely helpless: "I will ask everyone to send them back to her house." I haven't had time to read for years, so I didn't find out. This was originally a wall full of prints, many of which were out of print, and I don't know how much she took from me, and I can't remember what was missing." Fortunately, she couldn't reach the top row, otherwise she would have been embarrassed just now.

Luo let go of his belly, when Ye Youtang was in school, how could he have been ten years younger now, and the man said in this tone as if he couldn't remember that the arrangement of books back then was memory loss, and he was simply a model of fireworks that did not eat the world.

However, she didn't say anything more, only played the image of an orphan girl who had just arrived at a relative's house, said goodnight in a muffled voice, and went back to the room with the book.

Ye Liyuan saw that the girl was still a little restrained, but he was not too worried, in the future, the two of them would get along day and night, and after a long time, she would always be able to get close to her.

He sorted out the books that were staggering because of the gaps layer by layer, put them away, listed the missing books from his approximate memory, walked back to the desk, made a list of books, and sighed when the last stroke was finished.

Men know very well that their behavior is no different from competing for favor.

He is thirty-six years old, a full year older than Luo, and he is trying to win the trust and affection of the girl by showing off the experience and knowledge he has accumulated in the past eighteen years of living longer than her.

It's like a male peacock in courtship desperately trying to prove that his flower tail is more beautiful than his competitors, and he is jealous of a playboy.

"Ye Liyuan, you are really going back more and more. "

The man sat back in his wide chair and muttered to himself.