Thinking about her boyfriend's broken 28, Cong Nianwei's boyfriend has changed into a car, this is really more popular than people. Can the IQ of a female scholar be used in the selection of men?

Cong Nianwei calmly sat on Qin Guan's co-pilot in the eyes of an envious girl, and the Cherokee slowly drove towards the west gate of QH University.

Chi Hailin, who flashed by, looked at Qin Guan who was driving Da Che to pull Cong Nianwei away on the side of the road, and the two noodles shed tears, and said that he would see the real chapter after graduation? Is it appropriate for you to mix so well before you graduate?

What about the promise of winning by strength? It's a foul to eat with your face!

On the way, Qin Guan asked the question he was most concerned about: "What color do we use for the wall in our bedroom?" The floor is creamy yellow. ”

"Light green? It is said to help you sleep, or it is white, simple and easy to paint. ”

After Qin finished looking at the price of paint and the process of painting, he calmly asked: "Do you want to choose white?" “

Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guanha, who was holding the manual and price list, and responded: "Then white." “

The choice of the hostess who said that it was good, in the end, was defeated by the greed of the male hostess.

When Qin Guan panted and moved the paint upstairs, he was annoyed why he didn't buy a floor with an elevator.

Cong Nianwei tied her hair, and then buttoned the small hat stacked with newspaper on the heads of the two of them.

The interior of Qinguan's rough house has been renovated, and the kind workers have scraped all the walls through the putty, and the most intimate ones have been polished after the putty.

Qin Guan touched the wall, which was smooth and not stingy, so that the primer could be applied directly.

Roller brushes, hair brushes, ceramic basins, large newspapers, wooden ladders, everything is ready.

Qin Guan held a long-rod roller brush and handed the short one to Cong Nianwei.

The two of them started from one wall, Qin Guan was responsible for the big brush, and Cong Nianwei was responsible for filling the leaks. The cooperation between the two is perfect, and it will be even more perfect if you ignore Qin Guan, who started to make trouble after a while.

Qin Guan was on the wooden ladder, rolling the cylinder brush, and looking down at his girlfriend high, with a small nose and curved eyelashes.

With the action of painting, the eyelashes are curled up and playful. Qin Guan was stunned when he saw this, and the movements in his hands stopped.

The primer on the roller brush dripped off unconsciously, and landed on Cong Nianwei's eyelashes and nose.

Cong Nianwei subconsciously closed her eyes, fortunately she had taken measures to cover them, otherwise it would have dripped directly into her eyes.

Qin Guan reacted at this time, and hurriedly got down from the wooden ladder, telling Cong Nianwei to close her eyes tightly and not open her eyes. He went find a towel and wiped it down for her.

When Qin Guan found a clean towel, he saw such a scene, his favorite Cong Nianwei, obediently closed her eyes, standing in the middle of the living room, the morning sun shining through the windowsill and spilling under her feet.

Cong Nianwei's delicate little face was covered with a funny little bit of white paint.

Qin Guan carefully wiped off the stains around Cong Nianwei's eye sockets with a towel, and the undried primer was like a feather that had been brushed off, and it was wiped off lightly.

Before Qin Guan could breathe a sigh of relief, Cong Nianwei, who was still with her eyes closed, asked, "How is it?" Is it clean? Don't worry, I don't have paint in my eyes, I don't feel stinging...."

Cong Nianwei saw that Qin Guan had not spoken for a long time, and thought that Qin Guan was blaming herself for guilt, but as a result, two wet and cool lips were pasted on her lips, blocking the words behind her.

Kissing, but it's the only thing in the world that people can't help but close their eyes.

Cong Nianwei felt the coldness on her lips, and her eyes that were about to open subconsciously closed slowly, and only her trembling eyelashes could taste her current nervousness.

Qin Guan's brain was already blank, and when he wiped Cong Nianwei's eyes, he looked at his girlfriend's red lips in front of him, and couldn't help but kiss them.

Without any preparation, without making a decision in advance, just like the arrival of love, don't ask why, don't ask if it's okay.

This young couple, with their first intimate contact, no flowers and romantic environment, no oath to have each other's promises, love suddenly jumped in front of the two people, caught off guard.

Qin Guan was no longer satisfied, his lips were close to each other like this, if he didn't do something, he would be like a second fool.

He tried to pry open the tightly guarded teeth on the other side with his tongue, and then he was violently attacked.

Pure kissing? OK, Cong Nianwei's beating heart is acceptable. French wet kisses? Stop dreaming! How open do you expect a girl who was only 19 years old in 2000 to be?

Qin Guan's second kiss was half successful, much more successful than his nonsensical first attempt at the beach, his lips were already intertwined, and the entanglement was not far away. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

Qin Guan stretched out the tip of his tongue that had been lightly bitten by Cong Nianwei's teeth like a large dog, Mom, it hurts, but Cong Nianwei opened her eyes with a red apple-like face.

'Poof' Qin Guan didn't care about the pain, he hadn't wiped Cong Nianwei's nose yet, and now Cong Nianwei was really cute with a white nose.

Qin Guan approached Cong Nianwei with a towel, planning to wipe her again, but Cong Nianwei watched out for Qin Guan with suspicious eyes.

Pervert, I still want to do it again! I'm not going to be fooled again.

Qin Guan spread his hands, pointed to his girlfriend's little nose, and said very sincerely: "I didn't lie to you, there is really a primer on your nose, I'll wipe it with a wet towel for you." ”

Cong Nianwei touched her nose and nodded suspiciously.

Qin Guan bent over, his head was on the side, snapped, and came up on Cong Nianwei's lips again, "Haha, I said I would wipe your nose, but I didn't say I wouldn't kiss you!" ”

Cong Nianwei's little face turned red again as fast as she could, and she picked up the round roller in her hand and chased after Qin Guan who had escaped.

"Stinky boy, come over to me... I don't hurt when I hit someone! …”

The warm spring is about to pass, does it also mean that the love between the two will be even hotter?

The two young people chasing and fighting, running out of breath, happy but at the same time appeared on their faces......

When they stopped, their fingers intertwined, the phone ringing to ruin the atmosphere.

Qin Guan yelled helplessly! Just under Cong Nianwei's eyes, she obediently picked up the phone.

Sister Xue on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little confused, and with a little hesitation, she chatted with Qin Guan about a phone call she received.