When Su Qingjia woke up, the room was still covered with thick curtains, and the orange-yellow candles were jumping in the ingenious glasses, she squinted her eyes, and when she looked closely, she found that these scented candles were half-hung in the air, arranged in the shape of a heart, and the ground was scattered rose petals, and ......

The men's and women's clothes were tangled together, the scarf she wore yesterday was torn into rags.

There was also a lingering fragrance in the air, mixed with the sweetness of roses, which reminded her of the absurdity of yesterday in a silent place.

She's, actually-

Tied up Carlos!! Su Qingjia wailed in her heart, wanting to cover her eyes, she missed Jingjing a little.

Last night's game went very smoothly, the point was that Carlos was particularly cooperative, and Cheng Huan looked forbearant and stubborn, Su Qingjia suddenly thought of her and asked Carlos: "What is the power of love?" ”

He suddenly broke free of the restraints and pressed her over, then pressed her deeply, panting and said, "This is the power of love, is it heavy?" Is it heavy? He asked, and she answered him with all the time.

Su Qingjia recited the scriptures silently in his heart, so that the bursts of echoes in his ears disappeared.

Carlos had woken up a long time ago, and his biological clock was accurate, but he had already taken a leave of absence from today's training. He likes to hug Su Qingjia with his arms, and he can't wait for her to grow on him, and when he sleeps, he will rely on his long hands and feet to jam Su Qingjia, and his slightest movement in her will be discovered by him immediately.

He is also very domineering, his thighs are wrapped around her, not to mention, he will also put his hands on her chest, holding it firmly.

He was just when his blood was strong, holding such a beauty, his body was delicate and soft, and his skin could be broken, and he had the idea from three hours ago, and he changed one posture after another to take advantage of it, but he immediately shifted his mind to the red snow under his eyes.

Carlos persuaded himself that he would just taste it, just taste it, and he would kiss it, and he wouldn't wake her up, yes, definitely not wake her up.

He felt that he had thought right, so he quietly buried his head.

Su Qingjia noticed his movements, and when he arched the quilt and moved his hands and legs away, she rolled out and stacked the quilt again.

The little golden retriever got into Xiangxiang's quilt, although it was a little dark, but his night vision was not bad, and the beautiful scenery in front of him made him feel a nosebleed. He smashed his mouth, sniffed the smell, then closed his eyes and slowly leaned in.

However, the little golden retriever did not touch the soft girl, but fell headlong on the bed, and after he reacted, he wanted to climb out of the quilt, but he was haunted by the warm body fragrance on the one hand, and was deliberately blocked by Su Qingjia with a quilt, his brain was groggy, and he arched his head from the other end of the bed for a long time in the quilt.

Su Qingjia unceremoniously put on Carlos's shirt while he was looking for the exit in a hurry, the room was very well heated, she stepped on the carpet barefoot and watched Carlos scurrying around, and smiled unceremoniously when she saw that he finally poked out a messy lion head.

Carlos didn't see the girl when he got out of the covers, and when he heard a crisp laugh, he stood up and looked back, only to realize that he had crossed over to the other end. He looked at the quilt that was all wrapped around him, and then at the girl who was laughing at him, and turned over, snorting and putting his face down.

His childish movements made Su Qingjia laugh again, and when he had laughed enough, he walked in front of him and squatted, leaving only a messy golden retriever lion head, and his face could not be seen, Su Qingjia grabbed his golden retriever and asked, "Angry?" ”

Carlos didn't speak, but rolled like a silkworm baby, rolled away from her, and continued to swing his face down.

"Are you really angry?" Su Qingjia felt that he was a little affectionate, and followed him again, "Carlos, are you angry with me?" ”

She pretended to cry a little and Carlos immediately panicked, and immediately looked up and said, "No, I'm not mad at you." He looked at her face and saw that she was looking at him with a smile on her face, and Carlos was so distraught that he rolled away from her.

But this time he didn't keep his face stuffy, he lay there for a while and found that Su Qingjia didn't follow him again, humming and puffing out his eyes to look at her.

His blue-gray eyes were full of "If you don't come, I'll be really angry", and Su Qingjia went over again.

When she came over, Carlos still pouted dissatisfied, Su Qingjia squatted down and poked the position of his dimple and said, "Okay, don't be angry with me, I just want to tease you, you see I rewarded you so much last night, you can forgive me." ”

"Carlos, okay? Carlos~" She leaned in front of him and flatteringly called his name, delicately and softly, and he thought that she had called his name the same last night, and he was in a much better mood.

He tilted his head and nodded, shook his head again, and then said, "My mouth just hit, you kiss me first." He planted his head on the bed, his teeth touched his lips, Su Qingjia naturally agreed quickly, Carlos was much better now, rolled left and right, rolled all the quilts bound on his body, and hugged her to the bed and kissed her with his long arms.

He refused to let go as if he had some treasure, licking and sucking, and Su Qingjia was so torn up by him that his toes were tense.

"Have you forgiven me?" Su Qingjia asked breathlessly.

Carlos thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand, revealing his wrist with a slight red mark, and said, "I was hurt last night, you let me kiss it again." ”

Su Qingjia's face was as red as if she could drip blood, and the crimson color spread from her cheeks to her whole body, she wanted to take her eyes off his hand, but she couldn't help but look at it, and responded glutinously: "That...... All right. ”

In fact, how could her way of tying up hurt the rough-skinned Carlos? Carlos couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't bear to let her "game" end, so he wrapped the scarf around and around himself, but in the end he was still caught by her, and he tore the scarf with one force.

Carlos was overjoyed to hear her soft answer, and felt that the bitter meat trick really worked.

His head arched, and he slashed it from her neck, unbuttoning a few buttons nimbly and holding it in her chest.

Su Qingjia still underestimated the shame of the little golden retriever, thinking that he was just kissing the mouth, but seeing the golden retriever lion's head swaying on her chest, she was not good.

Nima, the water that went into her brain last night, and now she really wants to make it all into tears now!!

She had no strength to stop him, so she could only let him kiss him, Carlos kissed him back and forth, stretched out his hand and touched it, and then kissed him all the way.

"You should forgive me now, right?" Su Qingjia asked sullenly.

Carlos's eyes were as bright as gems, he looked at her and smiled innocently, and took her hand down: "I also hurt here, can you kiss me too?" "He's got to make inches.

Su Qingjia didn't understand what he meant, and after smiling at him charmingly, he touched his big radish, and when he was distracted, he piled all the quilts on his head, picked up clothes from the ground and went into the bathroom.

The little golden retriever rolled in the quilt for a while, and when he came out, he found that the beauty had left, and with a wail he retracted his head again.

After Su Qingjia finished washing, Carlos also took a bath.

He sat in front of the computer, crackling at the keyboard.

Su Qingjia went to draw the curtains while wiping her hair, the sky was clear, and it was a good sunny day.

The dim candle flame was still burning, Su Qingjia looked around, only to find that the entire room was covered with red gauze tents, the walls were painted with gold powder with huge roses, extending to the ceiling, and the floor was also covered with rose petals, even in the bathroom.

She immediately understood the coach's eyes and Carlos's small movements, but she finally didn't worry about how to explain to Su Jingkang, the coach would definitely send Buddha to the west.

"What are you doing?" Su Qingjia walked in front of the little golden retriever, his hair was short and dried quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was not the golden lion's head.

Carlos smiled brightly, took her to his lap and sat down, took the handkerchief in her hand, she didn't like to blow her hair very much, she always wiped it with a handkerchief, and rarely used a hair dryer.

"Bella, would you like to tweet?" He said.

Su Qingjia stared at the computer and saw that he had opened her Twitter interface, and Carlos had her password.

Yesterday at noon, she posted her latest tweet, "Myboy^_^" with a classic photo of Carlos' goal. In less than twenty-four hours, there were more than 10,000 comments at the bottom, all of which were applauded by Carlos.

"What's wrong? What to tweet? Su Qingjia asked while reading the comments.

Carlos's face flushed with a snort, and his ears shook vigorously, but he didn't speak.

Su Qingjia thought about it and clicked on Carlos's Twitter interface, and he posted the latest message - the picture of "Mywoman^_^" is a photo of the two of them together. Carlos rubbed his forehead against the back of her head in embarrassment, and then against her neck and laughed intently.

Su Qingjia's heart warmed, so he changed back to his page and sent the new tweet.

Carlos was so happy to see the "Myman^_^" that he broke her face and kissed her, smirking and smirking.

Su Qingjia patted his face angrily and said, "Continue to wipe your hair, it's not dry yet." ”

"Okay." Carlos is very talkative.

They all used the same picture, and the sentence structure was so similar, the comment area exploded at once, and the owner "BECAR" intercepted the two pictures and posted a new one-"How far is the distance from BOY to MAN?" -- One night. ”

After being happy for less than an hour, Carlos ushered in the most painful separation - Su Jingkang called Su Qingjia to go downstairs and go home.

Carlos watched sadly as his beloved girl got into another man's car, unable to breathe in pain.

The diplomat didn't speak all the way, but he stepped on the accelerator really hard, and Su Qingjia saw his father flying in a car for the first time, and his little heart was a little unbearable. She also knew that she really made Su Jingkang sad like this, and she didn't dare to take the initiative to speak.

But she is also prepared, after all, she will always know, after all, the raw rice is cooked and cooked, and the diplomat will have to carefully weigh it if they let them break up.

Well, Su Jingkang lost his advantage in the Nth battle between his son-in-law and father-in-law.

After returning home, Su Jingkang left Su Qingjia and turned around and went to the garden, he walked angrily, with a bit of anger and anger.

Su Qingjia felt that he might become a pond fish that was affected if he got up, so he timidly entered the house.

Mingling was washing vegetables in the kitchen, and Su Qingjia also went to work with a shy face.

Su Qingjia only felt that Ming Ling looked at her a few times, but she always didn't speak, she asked a little shyly, "Mom, what's wrong?" ”

"Oh, it's fine." Mingling said with a smile.

"Mom!" Su Qingjia stomped his feet, and Mingling's eyes were full of teasing.

Just when she thought that Mingling would not speak again, the Spanish half-race beauty suddenly pulled her mysteriously and said, "It's king-size, I see that the things I sent you last time were only used up in this size." ”

Su Qingjia: "......"