A little red light flashed across her eyes, and then she smiled.
She dialed Yin Chi again.
She raised her hand, broke a vase next to her, and cried, "ah, brother, help..."
As soon as YinChi heard the news on the phone, he went upstairs without hesitation.
When he pushed the door and entered, zhouhaimei fell down beside the broken vase. Her palm had been scratched and was bleeding a lot of blood.
With worry in his eyes, Yin Chi stepped forward and grasped her bleeding wound.
"What's the matter with you? How did you hurt your hand?"
Zhouhaimei looked at Yin Chi with tears in her eyes.
"I... I saw that the flower in the vase was about to wither, so I wanted to water it. Unexpectedly, I slipped and broke the vase. Brother Chi, don't you blame me for my clumsiness?"
As she said this, she slipped off one shoulder of the bathrobe, revealing her beautiful and attractive collarbone.
Yin Chi glanced, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
He quickly looked away, searched the medicine box and bandaged zhouhaimei's wound.
Zhouhaimei groaned and cried for pain in the whole process.
She leaned in Yin Chi's arms and felt helpless.
Yin Chi was so distressed that he was always coaxing him softly.
Who knows, coaxing coaxing, zhouhaimei's clothes slipped unconsciously.
His tentacles were all her white and delicate skin. He couldn't help but be stunned and quickly wrapped her bathrobe again.
Zhouhaimei took advantage of the situation and looked up to stabilize Yin Chi's lips.
Her voice was silky and soft.
"Brother, I miss you..."
"My heart aches when I think about it..."
Yin Chi naturally knew what she meant, and he quickly stopped her.