"Lie down together and have a yarn!"

Pei Xi couldn't help but burst into foul language!

"Sleep here is a verb! Do you understand the verb! ”

Song Ziyan nodded dumbfounded.

"yes, I see."

"I'm back in my room."

After speaking, Song Ziyan slipped back to his room with his notebook.

It's a shame, something almost happened!

Song Ziyan turned on the computer, clicked on the post, and was ready to reply to the netizen who offered the activity of sleeping in a friendly manner.

[Shenyan Little Genius replied that I was doing amorous: Big brother!] Sleep is a verb, how can you not say it clearly! Almost something big happened!! 〕

After a while, Song Ziyan was ridiculed by the group.

[Red high heels reply to the little genius: can this still be a noun?] The landlord is silly and cute! 〕

There are a bunch of echoes below, Song Ziyan feels embarrassed when she sees it, she doesn't think about verbs at all, it's too silly.

But now that I think about it, it seems like a good idea.

Momo's figure should be very good, but it's a pity that she saw a little bit last time, and what she wanted to see was a little bit of billions.

But not seeing it doesn't stop her from imagining.

Song Ziyan imagined all the way from Qi Moyue's face, and it was very smooth from top to bottom.

Song Ziyan thought about it and was suddenly stunned.

"Damn, I'm a pervert!"

Song Ziyan slapped himself: "What am I thinking!" Hurry up, quick, clear heart mantra clear heart mantra. ”

Song Ziyan took out his mobile phone, and after Baidu, he began to recite the poem: "The avenue is invisible, and the world of fertility is born; The avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon; The avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time; I don't know its name, but I am called it.

Husbands: there are clear and turbid, moving and static; The sky is clear and turbid, and the sky is quiet.

Men are clear and women are turbid, men are moving and women are quiet......"

……

After Song Ziyan finished reciting the mantra of purifying his heart, he found that his WeChat group chat with Pei Xi and Luo Yue had exploded.

Song Ziyan opened the fairy exchange group, flipped through the records, and people were stupid.

No wonder I fried the pot today, it turned out that I was crusading against myself.

Song Ziyan didn't dare to speak and silently exited the chat interface, this time he was floating, and he wanted to go to sleep, although he failed.

She was so sad that she was defeated.

She wanted solace.

Then Song Ziyan quickly opened the chat interface with Qi Moyue.

Well, she had a showdown, she just didn't know why she wanted to talk to Momo.

After Qi Moyue took a bath, he looked for a book to read with his wet hair, although he was reading a book, he didn't read anything, and his soul was still immersed in the sudden kiss.

The mobile phone on the desk lit up, and Qi Moyue glanced at it.

Hey, the little rascal sent a message.

Little Rascal: [Momo, don't be afraid, I won't kiss you casually next time, I won't scare you. 】

Qi Moyue smiled, put down the book and took the phone.

Qi Moyue touched his nose and smiled.

This little rascal, after kissing everything, came to apologize.

I want to have a next time......

Qi Moyue: [There is a next time? 】

Little Rascal: [Well, I won't sneak up next time!] 】

Little Rascal: [That's it, anyway, you agreed to me to come.] 】

Song Ziyan was cowardly, if she attacked again, she might be beaten by Pei Xi.

She's smart enough to judge the situation.

Qi Moyue: [Okay, wait for you to kiss me.] 】

Little Rascal: [Tomorrow?] 】

Qi Moyue: [Every day. 】

When Song Ziyan received the news, she rolled back on the bed and kissed every day, she was so happy.

The two chatted again, and chatted until eleven or twelve o'clock, when Song Ziyan stole a good night for Qi Moyue.

Little Rascal: [Good night.] 】

Little Rascal: [This good night is the same as your good night the other day.] 】