"Baby......" Ye Tingliao whispered in Ai Yan's ear.

Ai was drowsy, and slept at about one or two o'clock last night, and I couldn't remember it in a daze. She closed her eyes and muttered, rubbed Ye Tingliao's chest, and continued to sleep.

"I'm going to be late." Ye Tingliao pinched the tip of Ai Yan's nose.

Ai Yan sat up suddenly, turned over and got out of bed, and then found that it was cool, screamed, and got into the quilt to wrap himself up.

"Ye Tingliao! You're a big pervert, a big pervert, a demon in the middle of a lust. My clothes! Ai Yan puffed and his voice was mixed with shyness. This pervert, when did she take off her clothes, and she didn't hang her clothes at all! Ahhh.....h Growing so big, I have never seen such a shameful thing, let alone have it happen to me.

Ye Tingliao approached Ai Yan, lifted her quilt, and hugged her tightly in his arms. The intimacy of the skin-to-skin blind date made him slightly drunk but very happy, and he was very happy.

He suppressed his restless heart, wandering eyes, and uncontrollable fingers, and said softly: "Zhan Zhen, you have to start getting used to it, get used to me treating you like this." You're going to be my wife, do you know what that means? It means that we do this as a sign of love, an emotional catharsis and intimateness, and a legal thing. ”

Ai Yan froze, hot and shy, and the smell of a peach made Ye Tingliao crazy. "I, I, I...... I'm not used to it yet. You, you, you...... Let go. Her soft voice and soft, boneless movements were not at all intimidating.

Ye Tingliao didn't plan to really do anything, if he really did it, it was too late, he just loved this feeling, so he was too greedy. Later, he naturally let Ai Yan go. In the bathroom, Ai Yanyan saw that there were marks on her neck, shoulders, and back, and wondered if Ye Tingliao belonged to a dog.

When he returned to the bedroom to get the book, Mo Yilan was the first to see the marks on Ai Yan's neck, which was a little strange.

"Ai Ai, did you scrape? Doesn't it look like it? "Mo Yilan is also a pure little girl. Let's say that this girl is only eighteen years old, two years younger than Ai Yan.

Li Ru smiled as cunning as a fox. "It seems that Ye Tingliao is very good!"

Ai Yan was so ashamed that he was embarrassed, and quickly covered Li Rudi's mouth. "Don't talk about it, teach bad children."

Li Ru comprehended, made an OK gesture, coughed twice, and then said: "In class, high math, I want to vomit when I learn." ”

"Isn't the poetry going?" Ai asked casually.

"Hey, Ai Ai has a good temper and is used to her, anyway, I can't get used to it, who knows who I'm fooling around." Li Ru said disdainfully, she is a person who loves and hates clearly, and she never bows her head in order to please others, nor does she hide her dislike for people she doesn't like.

There were four people in their bedroom, in addition to the three of them, there was also a person named Gu Shiyi. They don't know what the origin is, but they have always been swaggering through the market, and they look okay, they are the kind of Internet celebrity beauties, who wear makeup and beautiful clothes.

However, she has always looked down on Ai Yan, firstly, Ai Yan is old, and secondly, Ai Yan is too charming, like a goblin, even if she doesn't wear makeup, she is a little demonic. So the two don't play against each other much. It should be against all three of them. Li Ru is unforgiving, Ai Yanyan is unforgiving, and Mo Yilan is unforgiving.

Speaking of Mo Yilan, that's really a stunner, definitely a child-faced and enchanting type of person, and it looks a little like a crime. Ai Yilan is a queen-level figure and stays away, but Mo Yilan is a princess, but sweet or soft but also A.

But in fact, this girl is not easy to mess with at all in private, in the end, she and Ai Yanchen became friends, so they really didn't know each other. Because they both like the same solution, the two have an inexplicable tacit understanding on some things.

Especially in terms of beating. Ai Yilan learned boxing, Mo Yilan is punching and kicking, and it is estimated that there will be nineteen kinds of eighteen kinds of martial arts. If you want to talk about the rules, she really doesn't have it, as for where she learned it, Mo Yilan said that it was her grandfather who died, a figure who lived in seclusion in the mountains and climbed rocks with her bare hands.

However, she is similar to Ai Yan, and there are blanks in some aspects. So, although he looks greedy, he is a chick through and through. So, the two chicks played particularly well.

The relationship between Ai and Ye Tingliao is particularly stable, like glue. Many times, Ye Tingliao's brothers are envious. However, in the second semester of the junior year, Ye Tingliao became more and more busy, and Ai Yanyan was also busy with various exams, competitions, and student union activities. Ye Tingliao wanted to do something to her, but every time she saw that she was so tired, she was so tired that she didn't want to lift her hand, Ye Tingliao stubbornly resisted the impulse in her heart.

Ye Tingliao is in the second semester of his junior year, Ai is in the second semester of his freshman year, in April, in the spring sports meeting. The school attaches great importance to the annual spring school sports meeting, and the characters are selected from the winter school sports meeting, so it must be very exciting. This time, Ai Yanzhen also reported the event, which is the women's 1000-meter run.

Two months before the competition, Ai Yan has already started training, but because of the last injury, her ribs broke and hurt her lungs, so in principle, she can't exercise vigorously, but there are not many opportunities like this, and life is only once or twice, and missing it is a lifetime.

She didn't tell Ye Tingliao about this, first, she didn't want him to worry, and second, if she knew, she would definitely not let her work so hard. Ordinary exercise is fine, but if you can't continue to exercise vigorously, there will be a dull pain in your lungs.

After training many times, Ai Yan's body is getting more and more tired, but the effect is not great. The Winter Games won because there were too few people who participated, and they were pushed hard. But this time they are all elites, and Ai Yan is a little powerless.

The defect of the body is a hard condition, not like the acquired deficiency, as long as you work hard to the point that you can't do anything.

For several days in a row, Ai Tingliao was very tired, and Ye Tingliao became more and more distressed when he saw it on the weekend. Maybe it was because I was overexerting myself a few days ago, and I was a little impatient in training, and Ai felt uncomfortable and breathed a little hard.

Ai decided to rest for a few days, and she was no longer reckless, and it was enough to work hard, it was not her fault. So Ai Yan slept for two days on the weekend, and it was only on Monday that he got better.

Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday school sports meetings, freshman year is the highlight again, and naturally they are all arranged in the stands motionless. No matter how you say it, you have to hold up the field, and the freshman is the most obedient. Ye Tingliao, as the president of the student union, naturally sat on the rostrum, and this scene was like his high school career back then. It's just that Ai Yan will no longer appear on the rostrum, but on the field.

Because the people in charge on the rostrum are all sophomores and juniors, the freshman year is still unstable after all, and he does not dare to entrust him with important responsibilities. Of course, chores and the like are definitely indispensable. For example, Ai is a volunteer again, standing in front of rows of tables, handing out mineral water and glucose.