In the early morning, Zhao Ming tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
The quilt he covered had the fragrance of Ah Rou, and Ah Rou's performance during the day made Zhao Ming think about his relationship with Ah Rou all night.
How does he want to bring back Ah Rou's mind that has been led astray?
It's not a good thing if things continue like this.
It was still early in the morning, and the room still looked a little dim under the shade of the big tree.
Zhao Ming got up to wash up and go find Xiao Wu. His eyes glanced at Ah Rou's room. Ah Rou's room was not closed and had a crack, with bright lights inside.
Then Zhao Ming heard a swishing sound slowly coming from the direction of the bathroom, and it didn't stop for a long time.
This... this...
The bathroom door was not completely closed, and there was a large gap. He looked up inadvertently. All I could see was Ah Rou, who was wearing a suspender nightgown, her legs slightly spread apart, her delicate body half-bent in front of the pool, her jade fingers together moving up and down, and a "puff" sound could be heard.
Oh my god!
Ah Rou What are you doing?
Ah Rou turned out to be, well, washing his face.
Oh, that's okay.
Zhao Ming couldn't help but curse secretly, what was he thinking just now? A woman like Ah Rou is extremely beautiful. No matter what happens, she will not do such things that damage the image of a lady.
Even though Ah Rou's husband has been dead for who knows how many years, she doesn't have the slightest need in that regard.
Ah Rou is not that kind of woman, how could she do that?
But Zhao Ming always feels like something is wrong with him these days. A 150,000-year-old pink rabbit, no matter how beautiful it is, he is not a lecher, so how could he have such thoughts?
Zhao Ming thought of Soul Skill, Charm unique to Soft Bone Rabbit. Coupled with Ah Rou's mature, plump, gentle and demure temperament, he was a little unable to control himself.
Of course, the most important thing is that women chase men's spacer yarn.
Even if he Zhao Ming is a normal man, if he does this, he will die!
Ah Rou Ah, can we have a good communication?
"Brother Ming, are you awake?" Ah Rou finished washing, walked out with small steps, and walked to Zhao Ming, getting a little closer to Zhao Ming.
What catches the eye is Ah Rou's round shoulders and full breast curves. Her long hair is hanging loosely behind her shoulders. Her pretty face is filled with warm moisture, giving her a charming scent.
"Well, I'm used to getting up early." Zhao Ming said, looking away from Ah Rou's plump and exquisite body. He noticed that Ah Rou had light black bags under his eyes, which were not obvious.
"Didn't you sleep well yesterday?" Zhao Ming asked aloud.
"Yeah." Ah Rou said softly, which seemed to be a bit coquettish, and also contained Sisi resentment. The door to her room was half-closed last night, and the lights in the room were left on all night, but nothing happened.
How could she possibly sleep?
Doesn't Brother Ming like her? She hinted so obviously, but Brother Ming did nothing. Isn't Brother Ming that kind of lecherous person? Does black stockings not even attract him?
Ah Rou couldn't help lowering his head, looking at his long legs wearing black liquid socks, and couldn't help sighing, he didn't understand why Brother Ming wasn't interested in her?
If a woman cannot make the man she likes interested in her body, it is definitely a sad thing.
As a Soul Beast, she was even more disappointed.
A female Soul Beast is desperately releasing hormones, but she cannot attract the attention of a male Soul Beast. This is an extremely sad thing in Soul Beast World.
Even the female Soul Beast will cause countless Soul Beast to laugh mercilessly at Soul Beast World. Soul Beast World has a different worldview from the human world. Even Ah Rou is affected by his own soul Beast Form.
Ah Rou felt even more disappointed at this time, but when she thought of Brother Ming's strength and identity, the disappointment in her heart faded a lot. Brother Ming is someone who even Scarlet King has to bow to. His strength is unfathomable. He is naturally different from the ordinary Soul Beast.
Scarlet King is the truly top Soul Beast among Star Dou Forest, with noble bloodline, but his Soul Beast bloodline is not worth mentioning in front of Brother Ming. You can imagine how terrifying Brother Ming's bloodline is. His status is so noble, how can his taste be comparable to that of ordinary Soul Beast?
How could he be as vulgar as those ordinary Soul Beast?
Moreover, Brother Ming is so talented that his ideas are naturally different from others. How could what he wanted be so simple?
In other words, she even thought that Brother Ming liked to play with flowers.
In her mind, the scene where she met Zhao Ming emerged. He was holding a jade flute, wearing a white robe, and standing with his hands behind his back. His posture was like a banished immortal.
He played music and she danced. The two of them did not exchange a word, but their hearts were very close. They had a tacit understanding, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Ah Rou stood there quietly, a smile crawling onto her cheeks.
Zhao Ming felt a little relieved when he saw Ah Rou's sweet smile without any trace of impurity. He knew that Ah Rou had probably figured it out, and as long as she no longer tempted him so much in the future, he would feel at ease.
He can accept other methods, but if Ah Rou continues to tempt him like this in the future, he will never be able to resist it.
Zhao Ming I remember that in the previous life on earth, there was a website statistics that showed that naked women are more attractive to men than naked women. And Ah Rou's unintentional gesture made even Zhao Mingdu feel his mood fluctuate.
But now seeing Ah Rou's sweet smile, he felt relieved.
He knows what Ah Rou is thinking. As long as they talk about art together, nothing unexpected will happen.
He is very confident in his own self-control. As long as Ah Rou doesn't take the initiative, he can guarantee that nothing will happen, let alone do anything sorry to Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu is still pregnant with his flesh and blood, and he knows what to do and what not to do.
"Brother Ming." Ah Rou bit his lip lightly, looking at Zhao Ming with his beautiful eyes, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. She knew that from that moment on, her mood would be disturbed by Zhao Ming. Later, Zhao Ming acted righteously and rescued them, which made her determined. And Xiao Wu's recognition of Zhao Ming made her last worries disappear.
"Huh?" Zhao Ming raised his head and looked at Ah Rou.
"I have learned a lot of dance music from the human world, and I have never known how good I am at dancing. If Brother Ming is free, can you give me some advice? It's still like before, you play the music and I dance." Ah Rou said, with extremely excited eyes.
"Okay." Zhao Ming nodded without refusing. He didn't dare to refuse Ah Rou, otherwise, if she still had to show off her charm and mature attitude from time to time as usual. That would be the biggest torture for him. After all, he firmly adheres to his moral bottom line and is a little afraid to look at it, let alone eat it.
As long as we talk about art, that's a good thing. It just so happened that he could show off his talents in front of Ah Rou, which aroused her normal affection.
But soon, the smile on Zhao Ming's face disappeared.
Disappeared without a trace.
With Zhao Ming's consent, Ah Rou walked directly into his boudoir, and then after a rustling sound of changing clothes, Ah Rou walked out.
Ah Rou At this time, she had put on a short suspender skirt and black stockings. The curves of the whole body are outlined perfectly. At this time, she was arranging her long hair in front of the mirror, tying it up and wrapping it on her head. The smooth curves of her back and plump buttocks all fell into Zhao Ming's eyes.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Ming was stunned!
This, what, aren't they talking about art now?
Are you sure this outfit is for talking about art? Is this a joke?
Zhao Ming was a little confused. He thought Ah Rou was enlightened and wanted to show off his graceful and superb dancing skills, so he used this method to attract his attention. In this way, he can still accept it. She even missed the way Ah Rou danced. At that time, they chatted and said, what's wrong with having a relatively pure friendship?
But what happens now?
Zhao Ming couldn't help but swallow, and didn't dare to look at Ah Rou. Ah Rou has a really good figure, even much better than Zhu Yun. Although Zhu Yun is large, it is inevitably inferior in other aspects.
Ah Rou has long legs, thin waist, and a plump figure. Although not as big as Zhu Yun, it looks more impactful against the slender waist and long legs.
But now that I'm wearing such tight clothes, isn't it because I'm going to dance?
Zhao Ming's strange eyes fell on Ah Rou's eyes, and Ah Rou was so ashamed that he couldn't help but lower his head. She was also extremely shy. She used to wear these clothes only when she was alone. Even Xiao Wu had never seen her dressed like this.
She stood there with her little feet wrapped in stockings together, using her toes to bend towards her palms, pulling the stockings more delicately and smoothly. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Ming from time to time, observing his reaction.
However, although she was extremely ashamed, she still stood there, wanting to accept Zhao Ming's scrutiny.
A man dies for a man who knows himself, and a woman looks good for a man who pleases her.
When a girl meets someone she likes, she is willing to wear clothes that she didn't like before and that she felt ashamed of, and show them to the person she likes. At the same time, they are also deeply worried that the way they dress will make the person they like think of other places and think she is that kind of woman.
"Does it look good?" Ah Rou saw that Zhao Ming's mind didn't seem to be on her for a long time, so he whispered nervously.
"It looks good." Zhao Ming nodded, a layer of fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead. He has decided to spend the night outside today and summon Ling Qingzhu. Otherwise, he would definitely suffocate to death.
Is Ah Rou going to dance in such clothes?
It shouldn't be classical dance, but a more youthful style of dance.
Wouldn't that be enchanting?
Zhao Ming I dare not think about it. In that case, his MMP would feel cold.
"Brother Ming, as long as you like it. Brother Ming, I'll take you to the place where I often practice dancing. No one will disturb me there." Ah Rou said, holding Zhao Ming's arm and walking outside.
It was a bamboo forest with lush greenery inside. Zhao Ming noticed that there seemed to be a bamboo house there. Apparently Ah Rou often practiced dancing here.
When Zhao Ming came out of the bamboo house curiously, he was almost startled.
Ah Rou was now placing his long legs high on a bamboo pole, doing a horse movement. That enchanting picture made Zhao Ming stunned. Could Ah Rou be dancing for him?
"Brother Ming, can we start?" Ah Rou looked at Zhao Ming with watery eyes and smiled. She doesn't care about other things, as long as Brother Ming likes it, that's fine.
"Okay." Zhao Ming said, why does this feel a little wrong with what he imagined? Ah Rou not only did not stop tempting him, but even seemed to take the initiative.
Zhao Ming quickly brought out a harp and played a more cheerful Moon Dance. His eyes couldn't help but glance towards Ah Rou. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. Ah Rou's body was very flexible. He often danced and could make many postures.
Ah Rou's delicate figure is as soft as water, attached to a bamboo pole. The delicate figure is constantly twisting, and the jade arms and long legs are just constantly sitting in corresponding dance movements.
Zhao Ming took one look and felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh, this seemed to be much more powerful than his Divine Foot Sutra.
Zhao Ming Use Soul Power to suppress your emotions and concentrate on playing the piano.
But as if Zhao Ming couldn't get his wish, a tender and pitiful cry of pain came out from the direction of Ah Rou.
Zhao Ming looked up and saw Ah Rou with one leg on the ground and the other leg elevated on a bamboo pole. The legs were spread almost 130 degrees.
Big beads of sweat flowed down her face, her pretty face was pale, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.