The air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on a little low, and as soon as Gu Qian touched the bed, his body curled up like a meow and hid in Li Nanjue's arms.

The girl's body is soft, and her waist-length hair exudes a faint scent of shampoo.

Holding the girl, a hint of discoloration flashed in Li Nanjue's cold eyes.

The man's embrace was too warm, and the girl's body unconsciously shrank in a few more points.

The girl's small hands were tightly wrapped around the man's lean waist, and her lips were almost against the man's strong chest.

Li Nanjue's expression changed slightly, and his slightly rough palm had already slid into the girl's leg.

Gu Qian slept in a daze, and a certain part of his body was rubbed by the man's hand through his clothes, which felt like a dream and seemed to be real.

It was very comfortable, Gu Qian's legs instinctively tightened, wanting to keep the thing that made him comfortable.

"Like?" The man's clear voice sounded in the girl's ears, like a murmur, like a dream.

"Hmm~" Gu Qian, who was sleeping, let out a murmur from his throat, as if responding to the man's words and the man's enthusiasm.

"Huh." The man, as if encouraged, bent his knees to spread the girl's legs apart, and his strong legs continued to rub through the clothing.

"Hmm~" The softest place was rubbed back and forth by the rough fabric, the current swept in, the girl's waist arched uncontrollably, and her lips let out a very seductive murmur.

When Gu Qian woke up in a half-dream, he vaguely saw the man's head buried in his chest.

Because he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams, Gu Qian soon fell asleep in a daze.

When Gu Qian woke up again, it was already the next day.

……

There was only Gu Qian on the bed.

The house was also empty, and there was no one in it.

Gu Qian lifted the quilt and found that he was still wearing the same set of clothes he wore before going to bed last night.

Remembering the message he had sent to Li Nanjue last night, Gu Qian looked at his mobile phone again, but there was nothing.

Li Nanjue was still lying quietly in his friend list, and there was no chat record between the two.

She has never sent a message to Li Nanjue, and there is no so-called little yellow picture.

Was everything last night just a dream?

can only be explained in this way, otherwise how could Li Nanjue suddenly appear in his room.

She dreamed, and dreamed like that.

I actually dreamed that Li Nanjue ...... to himself

Gu Qian moved, and found that the thin layer of fabric in his trousers was very wet, and his face turned red.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong!" The doorbell interrupted Gu Qian's train of thought.

"Sister Qianqian." Shen Ling's voice rang out from outside the house.

"Wait, I'll change my clothes."

Being a thief with a weak heart, Gu Qian's face became more and more blushing, and he didn't dare to let Shen Ling come in at all.

When he opened the door after taking a shower, Gu Qian's expression had returned to normal.

The moment the door opened, Gu Qian first muttered, "Sister Qianqian, why are you still shy when you are all girls?" Also a change of clothes. ”

"Ahem." Gu Qian coughed and changed the topic, "Something?" ”

"Ah, I almost forgot if you didn't ask." Shen Ling took out his mobile phone as he spoke, "Sister Qianqian, you just got up and don't know, something is wrong." ”

"What's the matter?" Although he had already guessed that it was probably related to Song Ziheng, Gu Qian still asked more.

"Sister Qianqian, you haven't watched the news, Jiang Xinya and Song Ziheng broke up, the Internet is frying, Jiang Xinya's fans are guessing that Song Ziheng split his legs, and Song Ziheng's fans said that it was Jiang Xinya who split his legs, and now the fans on both sides have become a pot of porridge, and the filming of the crew has been affected."