Ye Sanjiang looked down and saw the fragrance of his hair touching his olfactory nerves. Jiang Wange's head was very close to his nose, and he could even feel the heat from this little head with his chin.

Ye Sanjiang hesitated for two or three seconds, and his chin gently rested on Jiang Wange's head. Jiang Wange opened his eyes wide, his head sank down, and his long eyelashes trembled.

She turned her head slightly, and then she saw what was on her head.

"What are you doing?"

She spoke in confusion.

Ye Sanjiang was stunned and shrank his head back.

"You ask me what I'm doing? What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?"

"You don't know what you're doing?"

"What am I doing? Why do you have to wrap your arms around me? And this is obviously my phone!"

Jiang Wange quickly took away his phone and ran to the other end of the sofa and sat cross-legged. She continued to concentrate on scanning the comments, occasionally looking up at Ye Sanjiang with guilt.

Ye Sanjiang stood up.

"Touch the dark silk."

"roll!"

"oh."

He stood up and actually just cleaned up the food on the table, then put it on plastic wrap and put it into the kitchen and put it in the refrigerator.

"By the way, Ye Sanjiang! I want to go out for a haircut!"

Ye Sanjiang looked at his hairstyle in the mirror when he heard this. Jiang Wange must have pulled him up if he wanted to go out.

But... he walked out with the hairstyle like a Golden Gate Bridge, which was more eye-catching than the monkey in the zoo. He picked up a wooden comb on the table and smoothed it hard, making him grin.

Regarding the fact that his hair has become Jiang Wange's special catharsis tool...

Forget it, I won’t talk about it anymore. After looking at the length of the hairstyle, Ye Sanjiang raised his eyebrows slightly: “Then I’ll cut it too, my hair is long.”

"Will we leave now?"

Ye Sanjiang put down his comb and said casually: "It's not too late to leave after touching the dark silk."

"How much do you like black stockings?"

"Please clarify the relationship. I just like you first, and then I like the black stockings you wear."

The sound of Jiang Wange walking on slippers rang behind her. She came to Ye Sanjiang and rolled her eyes.

"If you want to touch it, just touch it quickly, and you can't touch it when you go outside."

"So refreshing?"

Jiang Wange rolled her eyes again when she heard this, silently shifted her gaze and did not look at Ye Sanjiang, muttering in a low voice: "Isn't it normal to touch my boyfriend's legs?"

"It's not normal to say it from your mouth."

Jiang Wange bit her tiger teeth and her eyebrows stood up: "You will touch it to the end! Do you touch it?!"

Ye Sanjiang squatted down decisively and gentlemanly covered the palm of his palm on the back of Jiang Wange's thigh. Jiang Wange shook gently, and his eyes followed Ye Sanjiang's palms vigilantly.

A slight expression change gradually appeared on Jiang Wange's face. She kept shaking her eyelashes, with embarrassment in resistance, but she also developed a slight satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment from the itchy touch.

Ye Sanjiang used his palm to feel the friction of the black silk, and slowly brushed through the back of his thighs. He could feel the smoothness of his thighs through a layer of black silk.

His palm fell on Jiang Wange's calf along the soft curve of his long legs, and his five fingers gently kneaded the soft gastrocnemius muscles, with his expression like the most serious masseur.

There was also a smell of fragrance on his legs. Ye Sanjiang was close to him and could smell it very clearly.

"Your legs smell so good."

"Ye Sanjiang, shut up..."

Jiang Wange almost said this sentence with his back teeth.

She moved closer to her knees in embarrassment, feeling that she would kick him away in the next second.

"Ye Sanjiang, you really look like a pervert..."

"Bah!"

"Everyone has a love for beauty, and this is our world of two, so what are you afraid of when you see it?"

Jiang Wange swallowed his saliva and said nervously: "Your home shouldn't have any cameras or something?"

If this scene was broadcast live to Ye Erxi... Jiang Wange wanted to live on a different planet.

"Of course not."

After Ye Sanjiang said that, he opened his arms and hugged Jiang Wange's knees. Jiang Wange widened his eyes and was forced to approach Ye Sanjiang. She instinctively hugged Ye Sanjiang's head with her little hands to maintain balance, while Ye Sanjiang pressed on her thigh with satisfaction.

"Ah~ My wife's legs look so beautiful. When I think about how I can touch them every day, I feel so happy."

"Ahhhh-Ye Sanjiang!"

"Who is the fucking wife? Stay away from me!"

"I swear this is the last time I'll touch you! I won't believe you anymore!"

Jiang Wange waved his small fist and pounded Ye Sanjiang's back hard, but this level of attack did not cause any substantial damage.

Ye Sanjiang hugged Jiang Wange's legs happier.

He was so angry that he was squatting and got up. Jiang Wange exclaimed, and Ye Sanjiang resisted his whole body on his shoulder.

"Ye Sanjiang, please let me down!"

"I'll try your weight."

Jiang Wange gritted her teeth, and she stretched her upper body with difficulty, stretched her right arm back to directly lock her throat.

"If you don't let me strangle you to death!"

“yue!”

Ye Sanjiang was so retching that he was strangled by Jiang Wange, and finally put her down and a Five Finger Mountain Card seal was gloriously stamped on his face. However, he was not relieved. This slap was only done by Jiang Wange to relieve his embarrassment.

"Think about it, haven't you forgotten anything?"

Ye Sanjiang locked the door and looked at Jiang Wange with a smile.

But he met a pair of eyes staring at him fiercely. Jiang Wange's face was gloomy, as if he had just taken a big advantage by Ye Sanjiang.

"Didn't forget."

Jiang Wange did not forget to add: "Ye Sanjiang, you are just a pervert!"

"Who doesn't know?"

Jiang Wange was so angry that she stomped her feet, chased Ye Sanjiang and jumped up and kicked him on the butt.

"Ouch!"

"You still scream! Your voice is so perverted!"

"Damn it! Sister, you have too high requirements!"

Ye Sanjiang went to the carport to push out his electric car, and Jiang Wange held his shoulder and sat on the side.

"Hugging it tight!"

"Shut up!"

When the electric car drove out of the community, Ye Sanjiang kept smiling, and Jiang Wange kept pinching the soft flesh on his waist, one after another.

This woman suffered such a loss, and Ye Sanjiang became accustomed to it.

"How many fans are there?"

"what?"

“Ask.”

“It’s 1.2w.”

Ye Sanjiang nodded. If this increase is the case, it means that Jiang Wange is basically accepted by Everbright netizens in all aspects.

She might become a well-known internet celebrity. Ye Sanjiang's thoughts were flying, but her hair felt a slight tugging feeling at this moment.

"Why are you pulling my hair?"

"Ye Sanjiang, your hair is so long. I feel that your buzz cut will look very good."

Ye Sanjiang pulled the corner of his mouth: "What a deep hatred between me and you, please let me shave my buzz."

Jiang Wange frowned and pounded his shoulder.

"Tell me seriously! You are not that kind of handsome guy with a sissy look, your buzz cut must be beautiful."

"I heard it right just now, you seem to be saying that I am a handsome guy just now?"

"No, not."
To be continued...