Situ Qingqing stuck out his tongue in his heart, and said in his heart that you actually mentioned what the second brother didn't want to hear the most, and he would already be very face-saving if he didn't throw a knife down from upstairs.

"If you get married sooner or later, it's good to split up like the boss, otherwise you will be playing with your child's temper at home all day long, when will you grow up!" Situ Zheng said negatively.

Situ Qingqing pursed his lips and questioned openly: "I don't think the eldest brother is so mature, he is led by the big ** every day, it's weird and boring." ”

"What do you know as a child, this family belongs to you and you have the least right to speak. Bai Ting took the opportunity to knock on her own daughter's head.

"Dad, look at my mother!" Situ Qingqing pursed his mouth, unhappy, "Anyway, I'm superfluous in this house, I'm going upstairs, I won't play with you!"

Bai Ting smiled dumbly and instructed: "Don't go to Qinglang, maybe he hasn't slept all night, let him have a good rest." ”

"What is the rest, rest, he is an iron man, he doesn't need to rest at all, he can be recharged by basking in the sun. Situ Qingqing jumped upstairs and ran upstairs.

The door of Situ Qinglang's room was still closed, Qingqing was scratching his head outside, and he didn't know if this brother was lying on the bed reminiscing or just recalling the piston movement, what if he knocked on the door so abruptly and scared the second brother so much that he would no longer be able to be strong from now on?

She was hesitating when Situ Qinglang's voice suddenly came out of the room: "Don't be entangled, get in." ”

Situ Qinglang has never been very polite to his sister, especially when he is in a bad mood, but Situ Qingqing is also itchy, the more he is scolded, the happier his tail will be.

She pushed the door and rushed in, and saw that the second brother was lying on his back on the bed, and he didn't even change his shirt!

The second brother is really crazy! If he used to be so tired that he slept in the bed with his clothes on, he would have to send someone to change the bed the next day!

She also stumbled up, and then fell next to Situ Qinglang, her head resting on his arm, and Situ Qinglang pushed her to the side in disgust.

"Don't be shy. Situ Qingqing kicked his brother with a wicked smile, "Yesterday." Isn't it late?"

"What kind of thoughts are you?" Situ Qinglang glared at his sister angrily, "If you are not honest again, I will throw you down from the stairs." ”

Situ Qingqing ignored her brother's bad temper, and she asked, "Is sweetheart skin good?"

Situ Qinglang was silent for a long time, and his mind was floating and flashing with his sweetheart's body as white as jade in the dark, and unconsciously, there was a strange throbbing in his heart.

"Is the sweetheart white, is she very big-breasted?" Situ Qingqing asked like a cannonball, and finally summed up the argument shamelessly, "I still have one last question, how many times?"

Situ Qinglang glanced at his sister who was full of thoughts, raised his legs, and kicked her out of bed with one kick.

Situ Qingqing covered his head and got up, muttering aggrievedly: "Dear brother, please don't forget that the only place in our house that is not carpeted is your room, okay, if I fall into a brain-dead body, there will be no one to help you cover in the future!"

Situ Qinglang was rarely amused by her, he couldn't cry or laugh: "Now I'm a brain-dead, what else is there to worry about." ”

Situ Qingqing grinned, climbed into his brother's bed again, and begged with stars in his eyes: "Tell me, was the battle fierce last night?"

"Not what you think. Situ Qinglang was a little embarrassed, his face stiffened unnaturally, and he hesitated and said, "Actually...... It's just that...... I just bit her. ”

"Bite, bite!" Situ Qingqing shouted, "Isn't it full of small strawberries!"

Situ Qinglang thought of the tooth marks on her neck that he had left on her neck because he couldn't control himself, and he wanted to throw his sister out even more.

It's eleven o'clock, and the sweetheart should have gotten up at this time, and I don't know ...... Did she find that trace?

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