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just stood quietly, opened his arms, and looked at Luo Ziqing, his eyes could see that there was a thick longing.

Luo Ziqing sat on the chair, looking at him, looking at his eyes, and the feelings that were clearly expressed in it.

Then he slowly propped up his body, stood up, and walked towards Fang Haobai, who was standing not far away, step by step, as if in slow motion.

In front of him, he stopped, stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around the other person's waist, and gently rested his face on his chest.

"Long time no see," she said. ”

"Long time no see."

The next day, when the sunlight finally broke into the room through the gap in the curtain and hit Luo Ziqing's eyes, she opened her eyes in a daze.

He stretched out lazily, but reached out and touched something warm, and when he turned his head, he found that there was a hairy head in his hand, and a pair of eyes staring at him, all full of tenderness.

"Awake?" Fang Haobai reached out and pinched Luo Ziqing's cheek, with the usual gentle smile on his face.

Luo Ziqing was taken aback by Fang Haobai, jumped up and rolled the quilt on herself, wrapping herself to death.

"You, you, you, you, how are you in my bed!" Luo Ziqing clearly remembered that before she fell asleep last night, Fang Haobai obediently nested on the small sofa outside, and was not in her room.

However, now Fang Haobai is indeed naked, sitting next to Luo Ziqing, and his hair is still messy, looking like he has been asleep for a long time.

Fang Haobai stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, his already messy hair became even more messy, "It's so cold outside, you just give me such a small blanket, and I'm not afraid of catching a cold, if I fall down again, who will take care of you." ”

"In the spirit of humanitarianism, I decided to be a little aggrieved, come in and squeeze with you, at least it is a little warmer inside, and you don't have to worry about catching a cold."

Although the two of them often slept on the same bed after they were together before, Luo Ziqing actually broke down when she saw Fang Haobai sitting on her bed with her upper body naked.

Is this man a devil! After so many years, why is his figure still so good!

Those three-dimensional eight-pack abs! That deep mermaid line! There is also a mysterious triangle that stretches downward!

Why! Still so perfect!

Said good decadence! How is it gone!

How can she hold on like this!

Fang Haobai obviously knew that Luo Ziqing's weakness was here, and he still sat on the bed shamelessly, seeing Luo Ziqing's eyes straight, he couldn't help but reach out and pull her into his arms.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before, why are you still shy?"

Luo Ziqing was caught off guard and fell into a warm embrace, even through the quilt, she could still feel the blazing temperature from Fang Haobai's body.

"You, you, why are you so hot? Do you want to play hooligan! ”

Fang Haobai looked at the panicked little face of the person in his arms with a smile, and rested his chin on Luo Ziqing's shoulder: "It's so comfortable." ”

The height and softness are just right.

However, Luo Ziqing shook her shoulders, shook Fang Haobai down, and then pointed to the little stubble that came out of Fang Haobai's chin, with a look of disgust: "It hurts." ”

Fang Haobai leaned over and looked at Luo Ziqing: "Don't they all say that a little stubble on a man's chin is very sexy, why don't you like this?" ”

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