Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 709 Young Man Admires 55

Zhang Dingyu replied to all the blessings from her friends on WeChat Moments one by one, then happily put away her phone and went to make dinner for Lingyao.

Tomorrow is Zhang Dingrui's day off. Zhang Dingyu is rarely willing to pick him up, but of course it's just a thought.

For dinner, Zhang Dingyu made a bowl of corn and pork ribs soup and two side dishes, which was just enough for two people.

After eating, Lingyao went to the study for a meeting, while Zhang Dingyu organized the courses to be taught tomorrow.

The two of them were busy with their own things until night fell and the sky was covered with dark black clouds.

Zhang Dingyu closed the notebook, pressed his shoulders and twisted his stiff neck twice.

Then he stood up, opened the closet and went to take a shower.

After taking the clothes in his hands, he paused, did not go to the bathroom, but left the room, turned around and went into Lingyao's bedroom.

Lingyao came out of the study and entered the bedroom, where she heard the sound of water splashing in the shower room.

After a while, the sound of water stopped and the door was opened.

Lingyao looked at Zhang Dingyu, who came out with a bath towel wrapped around her waist, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

What does this little God of Wealth want? Is he testing her?

When Zhang Dingyu saw Lingyao standing outside the shower room, she blinked twice quickly, then quickly calmed down.

Since the last time... he has been living peacefully in his bedroom, because Zhang Dingyu thought she would take the initiative to let him live with her...

It turned out that he was overthinking.

Therefore, Zhang Dingyu had to fight for it herself at this time.

His cheeks were pink and he was still trying to look serious. After meeting Lingyao's gaze and glancing at her calmly, he began to wipe the water off his body with a towel.

The jet-black hair was half dry, with a few drops of water hitting his eyelashes.

Zhang Dingyu raised his hand and wiped it again. The weather was hot now, so Zhang Dingyu usually wiped her hair with a towel until it was half dry after washing it and then left it alone. She stood by the bed, picked up the clothes he had just put on the bed, and put them on from her head.

When it came to putting on his pants, he froze for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, then untied the bath towel, which slid down his waistline. Then he lifted his legs and put on the beige pajamas.

Let’s see what’s wrong. It’s not like she hasn’t seen it before, Zhang Dingyu comforted herself.

He even pretended to look up casually, trying to see Lingyao's reaction.

As it turned out, Lingyao did react.

She raised her hand and pulled the person to sit next to her. When Zhang Dingyu had closed her eyes, tilted her head back, pursed her lips, and rolled her Adam's apple, she heard the footsteps of Lingyao leaving beside her.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lingyao had walked to the wardrobe on the side and was bending over to look for something in the drawer.

He found it after a while and came over with a hair dryer in his hand.

In Zhang Dingyu's dark eyes, she calmly took the hair dryer and plugged it into the socket next to her, then pressed his shoulder and turned on the switch.

The gentle wind from the hair dryer slowly passed through his hair, scalp, and earlobes. Her fingers would occasionally play with his hair, very casually.

Zhang Dingyu's heart was beating so fast that her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. She could only sit there stiffly, trying her best to suppress the surging joy.

The corners of his mouth were not so easy to control, and they kept curling upwards.

Lingyao quickly blew Zhang Dingyu's hair dry and didn't notice anything unusual on Zhang Dingyu's face.

After putting away the hair dryer, she took her clothes and went into the bathroom. She was not like Zhang Dingyu, who put on her clothes and blow-dried her hair in the bathroom before coming out.

Then when he came out, he saw Zhang Dingyu, who was lying on the bed, almost curled up into a silkworm cocoon but pretending to be asleep, as if he was afraid that Lingyao would throw him out.

Lingyao looked at the ball on the bed with a smile in her eyes. She raised her hand to turn off the light, lifted the quilt and got into bed.

In the dark night, only the moonlight was surging. Not long after Lingyao closed her eyes, a pair of hands crawled over her waist.

It started as a test, then he started to push his luck further, lighting a fire with his fingertips. The air in the bedroom gradually became sticky, like drawn malt sugar, or more like sticky, transparent paste.

Zhang Dingyu's breathing as he leaned against Lingyao's neck began to become rapid, unbearable, and anxious. He gently rubbed the skin on the back of Lingyao's snow-white neck with his teeth.

He rubbed and kissed her, as if he was afraid of hurting Lingyao.

Lingyao's forehead throbbed at Zhang Dingyu's series of actions.

When Zhang Dingyu's fingers were probing back and forth on the edge of her clothes, trying to penetrate, she could no longer bear it, turned over, pressed down his shoulders, and sat on him with a suppressive force.

Zhang Dingyu blushed and let her do whatever she wanted, but her Adam's apple was restless and rolled a few times anxiously.

Looking at Lingyao, she acted coquettishly quickly and just right: "I want a kiss."

The voice that was stained with desire was a little hoarse.

As he spoke, he raised his chin and started kissing Lingyao's arms, causing Lingyao to raise her hand to cover his lips.

As a result, Zhang Dingyu, who usually looks like a model student, actually...

Her palms were wet, Lingyao wiped them on his clothes, then raised her hand to pinch his chin, pretending to scold him.

"What are you doing? If you continue making trouble, I will hit you."

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Dingyu heard her words, he suddenly laughed out loud, as if he remembered something funny.

The low, gentle laughter burst out like a bright flame suddenly bursting out in the darkness.

After he finished laughing, he tilted his head and kissed Lingyao's fingers, and said in a leisurely voice: "Thank you."

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