Chapter 207: I'm blaspheming you with my brain

"Haven't slept so late?"

On the screen of the mobile phone, the man's shirt has been taken off, his black hair is attached to his cold white and delicate forehead, and the water marks on his face and body are meandering.

Thin lips red seductive.

Just like that, staring at her deeply, deeply.

His Adam's apple was rolling, and his eyes seemed to be deeper and richer than usual.

Shi Wei didn't notice anything wrong for a while, after all, he was just doing a "bad thing", thinking about him in his head, drawing so ...... drawings.

"Did it disturb you?" Wen Nanye asked.

Shi Wei immediately shook her head, seeing his face, she was still very happy: "No, I haven't slept yet, why are you so late?"

"Well, I just want to see you all of a sudden, what are you doing?" the man's voice was slightly low.

Shi Wei glanced at the drawing ...... on the iPad. Wink: "Draw." After a pause, she tilted her head again, her eyebrows and eyes were innocent and charming: "I'm painting my brother." ”

The woman's voice is deliberately delicate, and in this restless night, there is always a bit of charm, which makes people feel hot.

He looked at her and felt his body gradually warm up, as if he had finally been reborn.

"Brother, can you take a look?" he was laughing, but the light under his eyes was weak, and his eyelashes were dyed with water droplets, and at that moment Shi Wei felt that in this world, there was no man who was more lustful and seductive than Wen Nanye.

Her mouth was parched, and her adrenaline was pumping again.

Secretly a burst of screenshots.

Keep him that way.

"Don't look at it, I'm blaspheming you with my brain and actions. After taking the screenshot, she hooked her black hair with one hand, curled it, leaned over to look at the man in the phone, and the thin suspenders on the right-angled shoulders slid down, half-leaking and half-covering, and laughing with all kinds of style.

Wen Nanye looked at her.

There was silence for a moment.

"What's blasphemy in your head?" he was still laughing, but his hand holding the sink was cold, trembling slightly, like a pinprick.

He knew he wasn't right.

But he couldn't control himself.

The smile is more wild than usual.

Shi Wei stared at him, and suddenly had a feeling that something was not quite right in his heart, hiding his doubts, and slowly spoke: "What you taught me, what you didn't teach, I thought about it all again." ”

As she spoke, she hooked off the other shoulder strap.

Charming eyes: "Brother, do you miss me?"

"Hmm. ”

Respond gently over there.

Shi Wei suddenly frowned.

Not right-

Without waiting for her to think about anything, Wen Nanye slowly pursed her lips over there, holding her mobile phone down: "Brother thinks about what you think, it's already *." ”

Shi Wei's heart was beating wildly.

I can't stop moistening my throat.

The outline of the mobile phone screen is reflected in the pupils......

He's still laughing, "Is this going on in your head?"

"Wen Nanye, you ...... What's wrong?" Shi Wei finally decided, he was in a completely wrong state, and sat up straighter with his phone in his hand.

Staring at the man on the screen, she asked uneasily.

Wen Nanye pursed his lips, his voice was slow and hoarse, and he wanted to die.

"I miss you, I want you. ”

Ruthlessly-

Shi Wei's throat seemed to be choked, and looking at that scene, his brain suddenly collapsed.

All of this can only be left behind.

——

As if in a thick white mist, unable to distinguish the direction, it can only be swallowed, covered, submerged, and finally degenerated.

Dreams seem to have become substances, and people don't want to wake up.

Dawn penetrates.

The harsh ringing of mobile phones disturbs dreams.

It completely disrupted the indescribable dream.

Shi Wei got up wrapped in the quilt and let the phone keep ringing, and after a while, she came back to her senses, exhaled softly, rubbed her face, and then touched the phone.

Swiped to answer.

"Still sleeping?"

Chi Yunxi's slightly cold voice instantly made people's brains sober, as if they had been splashed with cold water.

Shi Wei lay on the bed and touched her surroundings, only then did he touch her nightdress.

The voice was lazy: "Something to say." ”