Lian Zeyu said: "Don't sleep. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info I'll help you wash it. ”

He saw Shang Xuesleeve stunned for a moment, then raised his body and looked out of the bed, before he stammered and said to him, "What...... Where does the water come from? ”

Lian Zeyu raised his head, looked at her spring, and said with a smile: "You fell asleep just now, someone sent it." ”

She first showed a look of surprise and shame, and then realized that her upper body had been looked at by him, and hurriedly got back into the quilt.

Lian Zeyu laughed and said, "The ...... in the quilt It's ...... wet. And you cover it like this, it's not breathable......"

As soon as the words fell, he saw Shang Xue's sleeves lift the quilt again, revealing an angry and distressed look, and said, "This is the quilt of the people's garden......

Lian Zeyu couldn't help laughing, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her face affectionately and said, "I'll take you to wash." ”

She was still struggling in his arms, but when she got out of bed, she really felt a chill, and Lian Zeyu hugged her tighter, and at the same time felt that she was no longer moving, but gently wrapped her arms around his shoulders and said, "Ah Yu, you are so warm." ”

Lian Zeyu approached her hair and whispered, "You are also very warm." ”

He sat in the water with her in his arms, the water was hot and slightly hot, and she leaned on him obediently, not stubbornly or shyly to clean herself, but let him fiddle with it.

Occasionally, he leaned forward, and she turned her head slightly, her moist lips tangling with his.

The water waves rippled with a slight movement, the black hair lined her cheeks and body like white jade, only the pinna of her ears was flushed, her black eyes looked at the front quietly, Lian Zeyu pinned her hair behind her ears, and said softly: "Snow sleeves." ”

"Hmm."

"What are you worried about?"

As he asked, he seemed to be aware of his own feelings.

He desperately wanted Shang Xuechong to ask him what he wanted, so that he could give a promise, he would not abandon her, he would give her what he could.

As if this was the only way he had promised, she could and had to promise him—it turned out that she was worried.

Lian Zeyu watched as the person in his arms lifted his arm out of the water and pointed to the costume on the chair.

"Ah Yu, look at that dress."

Lian Zeyu followed where she pointed, and it was no different, that dress had made him think about it when he entered the door, because the two water sleeves were so lingering.

"Look at the sleeves, white as snow, every time I go to the play, I have to look at the sleeves first, if there is dirt, I would rather not wear it."

Lian Zeyu didn't know what she was going to say, but thinking that she was skilled, she must be striving for perfection on weekdays, and a costume was so important, no wonder he could become the leader of Danxing at such a young age, thinking of this, he was a little proud.

"My name was given by me." She sighed slightly: "It's not easy for a female girl. I hope to stand up in the world with my skills, so I have this name in order to warn myself from time to time that even if I am on the stage and I am in the crowd, I must not make mistakes, but clean myself. Did you know that the fabric used in the costumes is generally made of silk satin and cannot be put into the water? She said melancholy: "That sleeve, once it is stained, it can no longer be used." ”

Lian Zeyu didn't know how to respond, so he had to lean her towards his side.

She also seemed to understand his mood, relaxed her body and leaned into his arms, and said softly: "I only hope, Ah Yu, that you don't think I'm frivolous." ”

"How could it be ......" Lian Zeyu felt a throbbing pain in her heart for no reason because of her soft, uncaring tone.

He turned Shang Xue's body to himself, her eyes were slightly red, and her trembling lips had already revealed her inner anxiety, in fact, she cared so much about her appearance in his heart.

Lian Zeyu pressed her in his arms with great pity, it seemed that only the skin was tightly fitted, and only the delicate and dense kisses that fell heavily on her eyebrows, lips, and skin could explain his intentions.

But he felt that just like this, maybe it would make her misunderstand that he was just a Muse, so he said "no" in her ear a few times.

If she didn't believe it, he thought, he kept talking until she understood him.

I don't know how many times he said it, but he finally heard Shang Xuesleeve's laughter.

She lifted her face, so happy and full of admiration, she wrinkled her nose and sneered, "How can you be so laid-back." ”

Lian Zeyu was infected by this smile, and the joy in his heart was about to overflow, and he said softly: "Xue Sleeve, I know that you are clean and self-conscious, so I am really happy in my heart, I got you." ”

He saw her eyebrows crooked and said, "I also got Ayu." ”

He nodded happily and said, "Yes." ”

Lian Zeyu's heart was settled, he rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Does it still hurt?" ”

What he got was a handful of splashes, Shang Xuesleeves turned around and lay on the side opposite him, he hugged her from behind, and continued to chatter: "Hey, there is no ointment here, otherwise I can wipe it for you......"

Shang Xue covered her ears in anger, but the red tide spread from behind her ears.

Her hand was raised like this, which gave Lian Zeyu a chance, and his arm wrapped gently and forcefully around her waist.

His other hand rested on her chest, and a gasp fell into his ear.

He wanted to just tease her, and he didn't want to ask for it.

It's just that this situation is not something he doesn't want to or doesn't want, maybe he can control it, but he wants to indulge at this time.

He leaned close to her smooth and white back, and said half-pleading and half-playfully, "Snow sleeves ......"

He was glad to see the seductive pink of her body as he exhaled the heat on her back, and to see her being rubbed in his palm as if it were about to melt in the water, and even more so to feel the whispering moaning with a hint of pleading like a heavenly sound.

He didn't continue, just said in a low voice: "Snow sleeves...... Do you want to ......?"

As soon as the words fell, he felt that the stubborn girl seemed to bite her lip, and even put away her moaning, and his hand couldn't help but weigh up without pity, and finally heard the voice with satisfaction from the red lips.

He leaned her head against him, and could see her eyes narrowed slightly, and the light flowed in the long thin eyes, which seemed to contain a cloud of water that would not fall.

The drops of water only rolled in her eyes, like drips.

His breath couldn't help but become heavy, and he said, "Ah sleeve...... To give or not to give......"

The droplets of water finally dripped down, and as the red lips opened, a cloud of mist spat out of the sandal's mouth.

The voice was like a mist, like a low moan, and a soft cry: "Give ......"

Lian Zeyu kissed the red lips, blocked her, and also blocked himself, blocking the sigh of satisfaction of the two at the same time. (To be continued.) )