Sweetheart sat on pins and needles, barely drying her hair with a hair dryer, and quickly sat on the edge of the bed, twisting the corners of her clothes and wondering what to do—this was all about dedication. The rhythm of the body!

Why don't you send a text message to Ma Weiwei for help?

Or forget it, suing sù Ma Weiwei is equivalent to suing sù the whole world, don't beat around the bush and spread it to Situ Qinglang's ears in the end, in case he doesn't plan to do anything, won't he laugh off his big teeth?

Sweetheart is really entangled, what the hell is going on with them!

Situ Qinglang has always taken a quick bath, and it only took about ten minutes for the bathroom door to open, and he let out a sigh of relief, and his neck was about to break.

I took a towel and walked out while wiping my hair, red. There are water droplets rolling down the naked upper body, which is simply ......

As a tough man, so tempting. Confusion is so hateful!

Sweetheart hurriedly stood up nervously when she heard the movement in the living room, and before she could prepare mentally, Situ Qinglang pushed open the bedroom door and complained while wiping her hair: "No wonder you look so short, it reminds me of a virtuous pastor raised by my father when I was a child." ”

…… Sweetheart looked at him with a puzzled look on her face -- and where was her 1.65 meter tall! She wasn't born to be a model!

"Demu was supposed to grow to a very large size, but my father kept him in a very small cage, and over time he was a head shorter and shorter than the other dogs. ”

"......" Sweetheart looked at him helplessly, "Uncle Longlegs, next time you taunt me, you don't have to beat around the bush like this, just say that my height is second-degree disabled." ”

Situ Qinglang built his happiness on the pain of his sweetheart, and when the sweetheart was not happy, he was very happy, so he smiled very handsomely.

Sweetheart's eyes rolled, and suddenly said meaningfully: "But Uncle Longlegs, there is one thing I have to tell you, what you use to wipe your hair is my foot towel." ”

Virgo's Situ Qinglang was shocked!

"Puff ha......" Sweetheart looked at his expression as he ate flies, and smiled very unkindly.

He was wearing shorts that he didn't know where to change, and his two long legs were really envious, jealous and hateful, and the sweetheart smiled for a while, lying on the bed and looking greedily at his pectoral muscles, looking at the hideous scar on his chest, although he was very distressed, but he felt that he was very manly.

"You're in such a good shape. She couldn't help but sigh.

"It's okay, if you want to have abs, you can run with me in the future. Situ Qinglang sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Forget it, I wasn't born with motor cells. Sweetheart said as she watched him lean on the edge of the bed, and after a moment she suddenly jumped up in shock, "Why did you sit down on my bed?"

"Can't you sit on your bed?" Situ Qinglang looked at her amusedly.

"I can sit on it...... Aren't you going home?" finally asked Sweetheart, and in her heart she was expecting—quick, answer me out loud, you're going to stay here tonight!"

Situ Qinglang put the towel aside, darkened the lamp on the table, barely stretched his body, and replied casually: "Of course I don't go back, otherwise why would I take a bath here with you? ”

Sweetheart's face flushed, and his heart beat faster after realizing it, although he really wanted him to stay, but he ...... He's a man, she can't just leave a man for the night, she's principled.

She plucked up the courage to ask, "Qinglang, what is our relationship?" I think...... Cheng Dù, who is not close enough for you to stay at my house for the night, I am not a casual woman. ”

Situ Qinglang turned his face, raised his eyebrows, and pinched her chin: "Little girl, pay attention to your wording, you are not yet to the point where you can call yourself a 'woman', as for our relationship - isn't it boyfriend and girlfriend?"

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