He leaned over and watched him rummage through the cabinets: "What are you doing?" ”

Qu Zongchao didn't raise his head or open his eyes: "Find an ID card." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Qi Xin was stunned: "What are you looking for an ID card?" ”

Qu Zongchao: "Change rooms." ”

Core: "Why? ”

Qu Zongchao made a move in his hand and looked up at her, his smooth forehead squeezed out a few deep lines because of this action.

"Don't you see there's only one bed in this room!"

Yan Xin shrugged indifferently: "It's big, enough to sleep." ”

Qu Zongchao glanced at her, what do you want!

Qi Xin lowered his head slightly, his long curly hair dyed flaxen slid down from both sides of his shoulders, and looked at Qu Zongchao provocatively: "I'm not afraid of what you will do to me." As he spoke, his voice changed: "Or are you afraid of me because you can't?" ”

Qu Zongchao grimaced and pointed at the core: "I can't do it, I don't need to prove it to you." ”

Qu Zongchao found his ID card and stood up.

Yan Xin followed behind and said, "Then why are you changing rooms?" ”

Qu Zongchao threw down a sentence without replying: "Because I'm afraid that you won't be able to control it, what's wrong with me, okay?" ”

Yan Xin looked at the door that was slammed in front of him, and burst out laughing, and his playful eyes softened a lot.

The room was a mess, the quilt on the bed was torn up against the head of the bed, the remote control was thrown on it, the cabinet under the TV was piled up with cigarettes, lighters, and two empty mineral water bottles, the bottles were pinched and deformed.

The suitcase that was casually thrown on the ground had just experienced a catastrophe, and everything was spread out in the box, piling up a hill of change of clothes.

Seeing the stacks of dark blue plaid fabric inside, she leaned over, reached out and pulled it out, pinched the corner and shook it twice in the air, spread it out, took a closer look, and laughed.

A pair of loose four-legged underwear that is estimated to be worn only by old men in their seventies and eighties hangs in her hand, which is actually made of pure cotton, and the size is good, but the position of the waist is a little loose.

Qu Zongchao rushed in from outside the door with a furious stomach, and saw Yu Xin Zheng with an observant expression, staring at the underwear in his hand that was spread flat.

The panties are very familiar, the night he first arrived in the provincial capital, he rubbed them out by himself, dried them, and threw them into the suitcase casually, and now he is holding them in his hands to admire.

Qu Zongchao snatched the underwear and threw it back into the suitcase, raised his foot and lifted the lid of the box, barely covering most of the messy traces.

She didn't feel embarrassed and flustered at all when she was found peeping on her personal belongings, she looked at Qu Zongchao's gloomy face and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Qu Zongchao let out a sneer: "Congratulations on achieving your long-cherished wish, I'm afraid we will have to sleep in the same bed tonight." ”

"Oh?" The corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled like a cat that had stolen fish: "Is there such a good thing?" Say it and make me happy and happy. ”

Qu Zongchao snorted and said: "The hotel was booked by my friend, and he paid his ID card and deposit, and it was not easy for me to hold my ID card, and the bills were all with him." ”

Qu Zongchao finished complaining in one breath, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the beautiful eyes of Yu Xin with a smile, and then all the depressed emotions were immediately summarized into one sentence, which can especially represent his mood at this time: I'm gone!

Yan Xin stretched out his hand to pull the glass door of the bathroom, looked back at Qu Zongchao, who was sitting sulking on the bed, and deliberately teased: "Hey! Don't peek at me for a while! ”

Qu Zongchao squinted and glared at Yu Xin: Shut up, you have to take a bath in the middle of the night, let's find a fuck!

The tongue and tip slowly hooked and licked his lips, and then looked at Qu Zongchao and narrowed his eyes, projecting a threatening gaze at her.

Qi Xin laughed twice, looking cheap, so angry that Qu Zongchao's stomach hurt.

She put her hair up, buttoned it in the shower cap provided by the hotel, simply hit the shower gel, flushed the water, and wiped her body, she deliberately threw her waist against the frosted glass, thinking that Qu Zongchao was sitting outside, grinding the roots of his teeth, and he was so angry that he couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

After she put on her underwear again, she put the wide and comfortable half-sleeved T-shirt that was turned out of Qu Zongchao's suitcase, put it on, and walked out of the shower, surprised to find that Qu Zongchao had fallen asleep on the bed.

Qu Zongchao was wearing the previous clothes, lying directly on the bed, occupying half of the position, hunched over, the whole person became a prawn, and the other half helped her lay out the quilt, and his quilt was placed in the middle of the bed, solemnly drawing the boundary between Chu and Han.

She burst out laughing, stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, covering the rest of her voice, she lightened her movements, walked to the side of the bed where Qu Zongchao was lying, squatted down, and looked at the sleeping man in front of her so closely for the first time.

From the thick eyebrows, the closed eyelids, to the short tufts of dark stubble eyelashes, her eyes softened when she looked at it, and she couldn't help but reach out and gently touch his face.

He squatted on the ground, staring at Qu Zongchao sleeping with the orange light of the hotel, staring intently, watching for most of the night, his heart sank little by little, as if he had fallen into a whirlpool, and was swept away by the person in front of him。。。。。。

Qu Zongchao was awakened by the feeling of pressure in his chest, he snorted unconsciously, woke up in a daze, opened his eyes, turned his head, and happened to meet the face of the core as light as ink.

Qu Zongchao lay on the bed on all fours, half of his body pressed him, his arms pressed on his chest, his head rested on his pillow, a double bed, the two of them were crowded together, and they left most of the position.

Qu Zongchao narrowed his eyes, woke up, and only then remembered what happened last night, snorted in his throat, lightly took the core off his body, and sat up.

He was covered with his clothes, revealing a pair of long and white legs, and the clothes were rolled up to his chest because of his dishonest sleeping position, revealing a flat and delicate lower abdomen.

Qu Zongchao glanced at the lace panties that barely wrapped the muddy, round fart, and stock eggs, at first glance, he couldn't take his eyes off it, until Xiao Xiaochao, who stood up on time every morning like punching in every morning, jumped twice to express his protest, and then he suddenly looked like he was electrocuted, quickly removed his eyes, jumped off the bed, and stepped on his slippers to go to the bathroom.

Summer sunlight filters into the room through the transparent glass windows, and the gradually rising temperature fills the bed.

She woke up in a haze, turned her head to look at the empty half of the big bed beside her, and looked down to the large quilt that covered her chin, with a blank look on her face.

She lifted the quilt and looked at the clothes that were rolled up to her chest, blinked, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Sleeping with a thick quilt in the summer, she didn't feel hot, she accidentally glanced at the air conditioner hanging on the wall, and saw that it was clearly displayed, the temperature: 10 degrees.

Qi Xin paused for two seconds, and the expression on his face changed slightly: "。。。。。。 Poofha。。。。。。 ”