Chapter 107: Frolic

Chang Lin looked at Yang Lan seriously and said, "When you see the excitement, you have to stay by my side, you can't go anywhere, you have to put on another makeup." ”

Yang Lan thought it was something, but it turned out to be this small request. There is no way to say yes at the moment.

Early in the morning, Sun Jian was sent over. Yanglan has also been waiting for today, so she can't sleep when the sky is still a little bright. She got out of bed and quietly walked to the small bed where Chang Lin slept.

Sitting on the chair next to the bed, looking at Chang Lin's sleeping handsome face. Yang Lan held her cheeks in her hand and looked at him sideways.

Just looking at him like this, Yang Lan's heart swelled with a tenderness that she couldn't describe. I couldn't help but reach out and wander over his face, from his eyebrows, to his eyes to his nose.

"Lin Tang is so handsome, almost the same as Brother Sizhu." Looking at Chang Lin's handsome face, Yang Lan muttered to herself. She didn't notice that when she said this, Chang Lin put his left hand next to her body.

It was dark and it didn't look very clear. Yang Lan moved the chair forward and leaned against Chang Lin's bed tightly, so that she could more easily admire his sleeping appearance.

"Strange, why do I always panic when I see you?" Yang Lan muttered to herself. That day, she and Chang Lin were ready to form a righteous alliance, but after Yang Lan found out that her true face had already been seen through by Chang Lin, she had a dragon head and a snake tail. The long-awaited idea of cutting off the head of a chicken and dripping blood has also been greatly discounted. In the end, he hastily recognized a brother.

But when this brother recognizes it, why does she always have an itchy feeling in her heart? It's really not a taste. For Yang Lan, her world has always been either one or two. This kind of indescribable joy and tension entangled in the bottom of her heart made her feel a crisis that she had never experienced.

With a sigh, Yang Lan's little hand stopped on Chang Lin's thin lips.

The little hand moved up and down her lips, Yang Lan's eyes rolled around, and she suddenly leaned over her head and kissed him on the lips. After kissing it, she hurriedly let go, looked at him for a while, leaned over her lips again, stretched out her little tongue and licked it!

After licking it, Yang Lang Gege smiled and said to himself: "It's not delicious, it's not as delicious as chicken." ”

As soon as she said this, Chang Lin's left hand beside her body trembled violently. However, the amplitude was very small and did not attract Yang Lan's attention.

Although it was not delicious, Yang Lan felt that such a sneaky feeling really excited her.

Therefore, she held Chang Lin's face, looked at it carefully, and kissed him on the eyebrow with a "horn", leaving a small saliva watermark, and then turned to the other side.

Suddenly, the sound of "horn chirping" was endless, and after Yang Lan printed more than a dozen watermarks on Chang Lin's face, she laughed proudly. After laughing, she ran to the table next to her, touched it for a while, and pulled out a fat powder box that Chang Lin gave her.

This box is quite beautifully made, although the contents of Yanglan have never been used. Yang Lan took out the box, and she put rouge on her lips with the bronze mirror. Then happily ran to Chang Lin's side, looked at him carefully for a while, and muttered: "Where can he not notice it for a while, but others can see it?" ”

She thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and looked at Chang Lin's back of her ear. "Horn", she printed a bright red lipstick mark there, and laughed happily again.

She was afraid of waking Chang Lin, so she kept laughing quietly.

After kissing, Yang Lan looked left and right proudly, and muttered: "Hehe, it's okay now, if his lady sees this lipstick mark, she must quarrel with him." ”

For some reason, after saying this, she felt an inexplicable unhappiness in her heart. So she kissed Chang Lin on his collarbone again, and when she left another lipstick mark, the sour and uncomfortable feeling finally disappeared.

After kissing, Yang Lan took out the rouge, she thought for a while, and turned around in place: "Do you want to draw a kitten on his face?" No, I can't draw it, and as soon as I draw it, he'll find out that my lipstick is printed, so it's not fun. ”

After figuring it out, Yang Lan happily put the rouge box back again. As soon as she turned around, Chang Lin, who had slept well, let out a soft breath, but his eyes were still tightly closed.

After a while, Yang Lan appeared in front of him again, she put her little face in front of his face, yawned a little, and muttered, "I'm a little sleepy." ”

Stretching her little face and rubbing against his quilt, Yang Lan yawned again. Finally, I couldn't help but reach out and rub my eyes. Sitting on a chair, he fell asleep on Chang Lin's chest.

Chang Lin felt that she hadn't moved for a long time, so he opened his eyes. I saw that on Yang Lanhong's simple little face, her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes were still fanning one by one. The little nose breathed softly, and the unique fragrance kept hitting his excited body.

He smiled bitterly and thought to himself: Do you really mean sleeping and sleeping?

He moved slightly, trying to carry Yang Lan to the bed. Suddenly, Yang Lan moved, pouted and said, "Don't, I want to see the excitement!" ”

After saying this, her eyes really widened. For a moment to Shang Changlin, she said happily: "You woke up?" With that, he stood up.

Chang Lin snorted and got up from the bed. While he was freshening up, he glanced at Yang Lan who was standing next to him from time to time, staring at him happily.

Whenever the towel in his hand was about to reach to his ear, Yang Lan came with a soft cry: "Oh, Lin Tang, my hand has been stabbed." ”

Chang Lin knew her intentions, and he also cooperated with her to pick up her little hand and look for the small thorn that didn't exist. After looking for the little thorn, Yang Lan still stared at him nervously, just waiting for his towel to go behind her ear, or under the collar, she would come with a loud shout.

Therefore, being stirred up by Yanglan like this, this washing took Chang Lin more than half an hour. It wasn't until he finally put down the towel that Yang Lan breathed a sigh of relief. Then his eyes narrowed with joy.

Chang Lin was also smiling, he changed into his robe gracefully, and in the nervousness on her face, he slowly knotted his neckline. It wasn't until he put on a human skin mask in front of Yang Lan that Yang Lan let out an "ouch" and shouted angrily! The lipstick marks that she had been nervous about for so long, although Chang Lin didn't wash them off, but with a knot on his mask and neckline, he covered it tightly, what was the use?