Mi Shu waited for a long time and didn't hear Mo Qingcheng speak, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard Mo Qingcheng hum.

Xinnuan took a bath, lay on the bed, checked the news, habitually clicked on WeChat and looked at the empty Jiang Ai's avatar, and his eyes fell on Mo Qingcheng's avatar, which was a heart shape with two hands towards the blue sky.

When looking for this photo, WeChat was just popular, she and Jiang Ai downloaded WeChat as soon as possible, and once Jiang Ai said that she went back and forced Bo Shuyan to download one too, and she remembered Mo Qingcheng.

When I asked, I found out that Mo Qingcheng did not download it. She took his mobile phone, looked at the clean interface with only a few icons, and gave him WeChat, but she couldn't find a suitable photo as an avatar, so she took this photo with him.

Thinking of his reluctant appearance at that time, and Mo Qingcheng, who looked like an idiot, but in the end had to pose with herself, she wanted to be happy.

In fact, he has always accommodated her and taken care of her indefinitely.

His eyes were suddenly wet, and he sniffed, put his phone on the bedside table, turned off the light, and forced himself to close his eyes.

She was in a nightmare, and a mountain was pressed on her body, so that she couldn't even breathe, and it was like a fire scurrying around her body.

She struggled desperately, gasping for air, trying to open her eyes, but the mountain on her body was heavier.

Xinnuan thought that this was a dream within a dream, desperately closed his eyes, and then opened them, and just as he was about to reach out to turn on the light, his fingers were accurately clasped by the big hand that had been hot.

Xinnuan's whole person seemed to be stung by a bee, her body tensed fiercely, and she was just about to shout, but her mouth was blocked by a hot mouth with the smell of wine, and then a soft snake as flexible as a small snake got into her mouth.

The breath on his body was too familiar, and he only felt that his whole heart was pounding fiercely, and reason told her that she should desperately get rid of it, but her body instinctively catered to it.

It seems to be in a dream, this is probably in a dream, otherwise, how could he be here.

She was ashamed that she had such a dream, but she greedily hoped that this dream would continue, even forever.

In the dark, she closed her eyes, one hand interlocked with his fingers, the other hooked his neck, and her legs were slightly bent to make the two bodies more close.

He didn't expect her to take the initiative, he was overjoyed, and his movements became more and more wanton.

Xinnuan felt that she had a very real and bold dream, in which she gave up all her reserve and vigilance, unloaded all her burdens, and devoted herself to this affair desperately, as if she was going to consume all the passion and desires of her life.

So crazy, so unscrupulous, and so desperate.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, you will wake up eventually.

Xinnuan felt so tired that he didn't even have the strength to his whole eyes, and the love words that made people blush and beat beat were replayed in his ears over and over again.

Sure enough, it was a dream, otherwise he would have killed Mo Qingcheng, and those words that he was ashamed of would not have come out of his mouth.

She tried to move her fingers, slowly opened her eyelids, and the sunlight that caught her eyes made her subconsciously turn her head sideways, but she saw a sleeping handsome face in a daze.

He opened his eyes warmly, looked at Mo Qingcheng sleeping next to him in disbelief, and couldn't help blinking, but he didn't disappear.

Xinwen subconsciously looked around, yes, it's her room!

But how could he be here?