Her face turned red, she thought it was like that. Cheng Weiwei, the pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info bit her lip, bad boy!

"Squeak." The door opened. Fu Mingsi held back the charm in his heart and didn't look at Cheng Weiwei.

Cheng Weiwei was stepping on slippers, still wearing the clothes she had just had. Because she had only spent one night in a neighboring city, she didn't bring a change of clothes. Her feet that were exposed to the air instantly cooled, and she was so cold that she inhaled. Kicking off his slippers, he went into the big bed, covered himself with a quilt, and wrapped himself tightly.

"Mings, I'll go to sleep first." The embarrassed Cheng Weiwei didn't know what to say, so she said sullenly. She didn't dare to look at Fu Mingsi at all, okay, she didn't stay in the same room with someone of the opposite sex except for Cheng's father thought she was so big. What a lonely man and a widow, really ambiguous and shy.

It took a while for Fu Mings to turn his head to look at the protruding mass on the big bed, and he inexplicably felt very cute. Ahem, I glanced at myself in disgust, I was sweating during training today. He'd better wash it.

Fu Mingsi approached the bathroom, and Cheng Weiwei poked her head out of the quilt. The face is not only hot but also abnormally red.

Fu Mingsi, how many wolf-like girls peep at his figure. His usual body wrapped under his sweatshirt was exposed in the bathroom across the door from her, the inverted triangle with broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong chest muscles, and sexy mermaid line・・・・・・ Cheng Weiwei felt that her body was gradually heating up, and a wave of heat rushed to her head.

She lifted the quilt, just as Fu Mings came out of the bathroom, and the two looked at each other.

"Yikes." Cheng Weiwei screamed, and hurriedly lay back, pulling the quilt to cover her face.

She saw that the boy was only wearing a pair of trousers and a close-fitting T-shirt, and the curves of his body and his strong muscles were faintly visible.

Although Cheng Weiwei's movements were fast, Fu Mingsi still saw her red and embarrassed face and pink neck. It's so cute that he wants to take a bite.

Never mind.

Fu Mingsi faintly retracted his gaze, put on his coat, took out a quilt from the cabinet, and planned to spend the night on the sofa. Although the short couch was torture for a big man like him.

The headlights were turned off and the room went dark. But the warm orange light of Cheng Weiwei's bedside lamp is still illuminating, and the faint light is like a warm stove in the dark night. Fu Mings glanced sideways at the light, the white bulge on the bed, stained with warm light, made him feel at ease and warm.

Cheng Weiwei moved, she turned her head to the direction of the sofa, gently pulled down the quilt covering her face, and her big misty eyes met Fu Mingsi's inky black eyes like a starry sky, and this time she didn't dodge. It's so nice that when I think of you, you look at me too.

Cheng Weiwei completely pulled down the quilt covering her face, revealing a cute and sweet smile. Gently squirming the lip flap "Good night." After saying that, he closed his eyes quietly.

Fu Mingsi looked at Cheng Weiwei's eyes so gentle that they were about to drip water.

"Good night."

My girl.

One Christmas Eve, one room, one lamp, two people.

The biological clock that has been cultivated for a long time made Fu Mings open his eyes at about half past five, and he saw everything unfamiliar, and the soreness of his body made Fu Mings's memory come back in an instant.

Fu Mings subconsciously looked at the only large bed in the room, and his girl slept soundly in the dim light.