I opened my eyes as sunlight poured into the room through the silk curtains.

The clock ticks to half past five in the morning, and the hangover and over-exercise of the body are like falling apart, but in such an early morning, my heart feels soft.

Turning my head and gently pushing Qu Zheng's arm away, I raised my eyes to look at him carefully.

The slightly upturned corners of his lips, his straight nose, his even breathing sound, and his fluffy black hair make him extremely cute, and they all say that women are born with a maternal aura, and I think I am possessed. It was the first time I had looked at him seriously, and I was always fascinated by his defenselessness, unable to remember.

His arm subconsciously swung a few times, grabbed my waist, and clasped it tightly.

My body is next to his tight skin, that touch makes me feel at ease and steady, perhaps, the happiness we pursue is nothing more than that, after having sex, the man you love is reluctant to let go of you in his sleep.

Immediately I fell asleep again, opened my eyes again, and it was three hours later, Qu Zheng stood on the loose crotch of a pair of sweatpants at the head of the bed, he was gilded by the morning sun, and I looked at him with my arms around my chest with an appreciative attitude.

There is no fat on his upper body, and he is wearing a T-shirt, which seems to be the unique vigilance of a person who has been a soldier, and when he looks back, I am looking at it with relish.

"I haven't seen enough yet, I need to perform for you again, um," he said, and he walked over with his long legs stretched out and lazily and wantonly. He lowered his head and squinted his eyes like a cheetah teasing his prey.

"I'll just see." I pulled the quilt up with both hands, bit my lip, and looked at him pitifully.

"You're hooking, Xu Xiaoyou!"

He lowered his head against my forehead, his lips rubbing against my earlobes as if they were gnawing at me, making me shudder.

There is affection and tone, and making love can indeed be addictive.

"Young master, I'll put a small table outside the door for breakfast, you can come out and get it."

Mother Fu's warm voice interrupted Young Master Qu's bestiality, and I breathed a long sigh of relief, my hands clenched in the corners, not to mention a little regret.

"There is a cloakroom over there, you pick out my unopened new clothes to wear, and I'll serve you dinner." With that, he gently pinched my jaw with his hand and turned out of the bedroom.

The cloakroom is a real cloakroom, and I think it's on par with the female stars in the magazine, and I am shocked that there is no envy and jealousy!

Formal wear casual sports outdoor are arranged by type, color differentiation, is this person Capricorn, obsessive-compulsive disorder!

I put it on in front of the mirror, pulled a white one from a stack of T-shirts in a basic color on the side, and found a pair of black shapepants for running.

It's okay, fortunately I was born tall, otherwise it would be really in a sack, and it can be regarded as a popular boyfriend style today.

After my boyfriend came out, I grinned in the mirror, and following the reflection of the mirror, I saw a corner of a cabinet door in the innermost part of the cloakroom, which was clearly a female gauze skirt.

Ignoring his curiosity, he walked over barefoot on the soft gray blanket and worriedly.

Gently open the sliding cabinet door, a big-name G family next spring and summer style very fairy skirt jumped in front of me, the muffin skirt deep V-neck, the texture of the chiffon is light and soft, I couldn't help but touch it, looked down and saw the same color of silk and satin strap ballet style shoes, next to a lot of beautiful skirts and accessories, is it the princess's wardrobe?

Whoever it is, it's certainly not mine.

I smiled gloomily, picked up the mood of Xiao Chaixing, and pulled the door back to its original position.

If you want to ask me how I know that this dress is the proud work of the G family, because the recent fashion magazines have been pushed hard, and the female stars who love beauty have also worn similar styles to take pictures, all of which are pink and have a lot of clash shirts, this is the first time I have seen this cold color of the same style.

Vinegar, low self-esteem, you have to say a little no, impossible!

After all, no matter how much I'm a female man, I also have a bit of Lori's heart.,Don't you say.,Women live to be old.,There's an eighteen-year-old girl living in my heart.。

Just adjusted and took a deep breath, and then walked outside, and saw Qu Shao eating breakfast elegantly, raising his eyebrows and slanting at me, and said slowly: "I almost thought you couldn't get out!" ”

He glanced down at my outfit: "Why didn't I get a new one, I couldn't find it?" ”

"Do you feel comfortable wearing it?" I shrugged, in fact, I like the smell of his clothes, he can't take it away, wearing clothes is also a kind of obscenity, there is a good smell surrounding and continuing my little ambiguous thoughts.

The side dishes are very exquisite, with many varieties and small quantities, dark green Jun kiln porcelain tableware, simple and low-key gorgeous.

In front of me was a bowl of red bean and barley porridge with a sweet mouth, Qu Zheng looked up at me and said: "Mother Fu's dishes, invincible in the world, Xu Xiaoyuan, you are blessed," that kind of satisfied show off is the first time I have seen it, a little naïve like a big boy, I can see the taste of home from him.

I suppressed the surging in my heart with deliciousness, and I ate a lot of food in one meal, during which Qu Zheng laughed at me twice.

At this moment, he was teasing his parrot on the porch outside the house, talking on the phone, but the people walked farther and farther down the corridor, probably because there were some words that I could not listen to, I did not pay attention to put on my shoes, stuffed last night's clothes into my bag, and walked out of the room.

The fragrance of birds and flowers came to my face, and I compared my eyes slightly and enjoyed a moment.

Separated by a few vermilion pillars, Qu Zheng hung up the phone with a frown, and then beckoned to me.

I was always smiling, as if I was going to make a show and let myself collapse without paying attention.

"You want to go back?" His eyes were back to the bottomless nature of what they couldn't see.

"Well, there's something else," I replied with a smile.

Before he could speak, I took his hand in his trouser pocket with one hand, and his body temperature was in it: "Send me, send it to Anhe Street at the mouth of the alley." ”

Still went out from the door I came in yesterday, and I dimly saw a kind face behind the bead curtain, and Fu's mother said: "Young master, Lao Fu is wandering outside, I asked him to buy more fresh vegetables and fruits, and the young master will come to ..... later."

Qu Zheng interrupted softly: "Mother Fu, I'll give it away, I'll say it later." "I saw a simple wheelchair outside the porch, and Fu's mother's legs and feet are not very convenient?

"Oh, girl, go slowly," but to my surprise, Fu's mother opened the door curtain, looked at me and greeted me with a faint smile.

Qu Zheng's hand resting on my shoulder tightened in vain, and I nodded and was led out the door by him.

This courtyard is like a treasure hidden in the city, and when you turn a few corners and go out, it is the usual market time.

Occasionally, the tricycle pulling the tourists flew by by the jingle bell, and the uncle carrying the birdcage humming Peking Opera and riding the towel walked back, and the aunts carrying vegetable baskets passed by the parents of the short chatter.

When I got out of the intersection, I looked back and found that there was a tram I was sitting on under the traffic light not far away, and I exhaled a sigh of relief.

I pulled out my hand in Qu Zheng's trouser pocket, patted his arm and said, "The car is here, let's send it here," and I ran towards the bus stop in front of me.

Stopping at the platform, I habitually looked back and saw that he hadn't left this time.

I waved goodbye to him, and there he stood, his eyes looking straight at me, a smile on his lips, and a cigarette from his other trouser pocket, which he put in his mouth without lighting it.

When I got on the tram and quickly looked through the gap between the people in the car, he was gone.

I can't remember how he answered the question of whether he recognized it last night, so let's just think it was a dream last night!