MTL - Your Distance-Chapter 19 0 ……?

Ting Shuang pretended not to hear it, speeded up, slipped to the sofa and looked back, and found that Bo Changyi did not come out to arrest people, just as the teacher only warned one sentence and did not give a substantial punishment when the class started a small error, Ting Shuang I thought it was touched by the sound of "ting, coming back".

He looked around, put freesia on the table, and returned to the kitchen.

Everything looks normal in the kitchen: the small rows of simmered water are marinated in raw soy sauce, old soy sauce, balsamic vinegar and cooking wine. The potatoes are boiled in a pan, waiting to be peeled. Semi-finished mushroom-roasted fish is roasting in the oven. Bo Changyi took the knife and was **** the shrimp one by one.

Ting Shuang took a leisurely gesture, opened the refrigerator, opened the ice cream box, and ate two in one breath.

good to eat.

As he was about to eat the third one, he suddenly heard that Bai Changyi, who had finished processing the shrimp, washed his hands and said without delay: "ting, can't you hear me?"

Ting Shuang was agitated, and slowly moved the ice cream back into the refrigerator, turning his head: "Hmm? I'm listening."

Park Chang intended to dry his hands and said, "Remove the potatoes."

"Oh oh good." Ting Shuang turned the fire off, took out the potatoes, and waved the colander, asking, "What's the next step? Peel?"

Bai Changyi took the colander from behind Tingshuang and said, "Remember what you did just now."

Ting Shuang felt that the atmosphere had changed: "... fish, fish potatoes."

Park Changyi said, "Before."

Ting Shuang said, "... Just, I ate two ice creams."

Park Changyi said, "Before you do."

Ting Shuang said, "That ... put flowers ..."

Park Chang-yi said, "Well before that."

Before again.

Before ...

Don't you just touch your butt?

You can't touch it with a long butt?

What do you do with long ass?

Ting Shuang turned around, forcing himself to be strong and straightforward: "I just touched you for a while, what's wrong? If you want to grow up like this, you can't touch it?"

Bo Changyi looked down at Ting Shuang, ticked his lips, and said, "You are quite reasonable."

Ting Shuang was looked a little faint: "I, I'm not wrong ..."

Bo Changyi said, "What are you running then?"

What to run ...

It feels good to run after you touch it.

Ting Shuang was trying to find a valid reason, and the whole person was pushed to the stage by Bai Changyi. Legs pushed out, wide, m-shaped. Ting Shuang's back was too far from the wall and there was no support behind her, so she unconsciously pinched Bai Changyi's waist with her legs, and propped her hands on the table.

Bo Changyi touched the crotch of Court Frost across the jeans.

"Hmm ..." Ting Shuang's abdomen tightened, and her pants stretched.

Park Chang unscrewed the belt of the court cream, unzipped it, and continued to stroke and rub across the underwear.

"Um ... ha ..."

Great pleasure.

But I felt very ashamed, because Bai Changyi's look was no different from the ribs or shrimp line. He gradually arched his body like a shrimp and shivered in Bai Changyi's hand.

After being touched for so long, he couldn't bear gasping and said, "... Don't touch it."

He will shoot in his pants when he touches it again.

Bo Changyi didn't mean to stop.

Ting Shuang freed one hand to push Bai Changyi: "Fuck, don't touch it—" Bai Changyi grabbed Ting Shuang's wrist with his left hand, and continued with the right hand. He admired Ting Shuang's almost orgasmic expression, and said with a lip, "I'm not allowed to touch him if he grows up like this?"

This sentence sounds familiar.

"Fuck ... you ..." Ting Shuang hadn't had time to swear a **** before, and the physical stimulus knocked him out.

"Ok--!"

Finally couldn't help but shoot out.

Dark **** splattered a lot of water, the color became darker, and even the jeans outside were stained.

Bai Changyi then let go of the court cream and went to wash his hands.

Court Frost braced himself, breathing ceaselessly, slowly feeling that the slimy liquid in the pants changed from heat to cold. By the time he had fully returned to his mind, Bo Changyi had already fry the cured ribs very gracefully by the side.

"Fuck, you ... this ..." Ting Shuang was uncomfortable with the cold and sticky things on his pants. Looking at Bai Changyi's current posture again, he couldn't find a proper word to curse at. I ’m wearing such a pair of pants and you ca n’t let me take off my pants first? What do I wear now? Wear yours? ”

Park Chang turned his ribs and said, "I'm not fit."

Ting Shuang angrily said, "What am I wearing? Naked?"

Park Chang ticked his lips slightly and said, "I don't mind."

Ting Shuang stared at Bai Changyi's side face for a long time. The rimless glasses, the glasses chain, the turtleneck sweater, this ascetic look ...

"Sven scum ... clothed beast ..." Ting Shuang scolded as he came down from the table embarrassingly, picking up a jar and sprinkling it into Bai Changyi's sweet and sour pork ribs.

Bo Changyi took the pot away with one hand and the spice jar from Ting Shuang with one hand, and said with a low smile, "Don't make a noise."

As soon as Ting Shuang wanted to continue his destruction, Bo Changyi kissed him on the lips and said, "It's all right."

Ting Shuang was suddenly made so irritable.

Not angry.

There was a sudden movement in my heart.

A little bit up.

He stood beside Bo Changyi for a while, watching Bo Changyi fry the ribs and eating an ice cream quietly before whispering "I'm going to punch it", and then went to the bathroom with his pants on.

Take a shower.

A warm stream of water hit the top of his head and ran through his body.

Ting Shuang lowered her head and touched her left chest.

Okay, no problem.

Ok……

Then no more trouble.

The shower took longer than usual, and he watched the water flow over his skin, taking away the invisible dust.

After taking a shower, turn off the water.

Tingshuang found that she could not find a towel to dry.

He wanted to call Bai Changyi and ask where the towel was, but he didn't know what to call.

Professor, would you send me a bath towel?

No, professor doesn't have such a usage.

Shout name directly?

Not dare.

Moreover, Ting Shuang never asked Baichangyi which three Chinese characters.

Ting Shuang tangled for a long time, simply shameless, and shouted in the direction of the kitchen: "Dear—I don't have a towel—" One minute later, Bo Changyi appeared at the bathroom door and knocked on the closed bathroom door.

Ting Shuang opened the seam of the bathroom door and did not dare to see Bai Changyi's expression, so he stretched out a hand and groped in the air, felt the towel, took it, and then retracted into the bathroom at the speed of light.

Park Changyi said outside the door, "Ready to eat."

Ting Shuang opened the door again and said, "That ..."

Park Changyi said, "Which?"

Which one?

You have to call me that, right?

Under the roof, people had to bow their heads.

Ting Shuang held out a head and said, "Dear ... You can borrow a pair of shorts ... Bigger, bigger ..."

Two minutes later, Ting Shuang obtained a pair of clean underwear.

It's bigger, it's better than eating with your butt.

Ting Shuang wore her white shirt on top, and she wore grey underwear under Park Changyi. She slipped on her feet and went to the kitchen while she unbuttoned her shirt.

Bo Changyi was coming out of the kitchen with two dishes, and just saw the court cream going this way: a pair of normal underwear was worn by him as low-waisted shorts, which was hung directly on the cymbal, and it fell off under the pants. His legs are long and straight, and the muscle lines have the right sense of strength, which seems to be suitable for rough treatment.

Ting Shuang's eyes after seeing Bo Changyi's lenses said, "... what are you doing?"

Park Chang glanced at the kitchen and said, "Go and order."

"Oh ... here." Ting Shuang brought the rest of the dishes to the restaurant together.

Unlike before, he felt as far away as possible, this time he sat down next to Bo Changyi, and as soon as his calf moved, he could touch Bo Changyi's trouser legs.

He constantly touched Bo Changyi's legs while eating, and observed the look of Bo Changyi.

Uh ...

It's so obvious that the old man pretended to eat seriously ...

Ting Shuang clipped chopsticks and ribs, and it was very fragrant, and her calf continued to slap Bai Changyi under the table.

Bai Changyi's expression finally changed.

Huh ...

Can't hold it back ...

Dressed beast ...

Bo Changyi lowered his chopsticks and said: "ting." Ting Shuang leaned his head over: "Huh?"

Park Changyi said in an educational tone: "Don't shake your legs while eating."

Don't shake your legs while eating.

Don't shake your legs.

Shake your legs.

walk slowly.

Do n’t shake your legs.

Ting Shuang closed his legs and said dryly, "I'm sorry I didn't notice."