I don't know where, he has lost his concept of time, in fact, he doesn't even feel his presence.

The nameless fire made him a little hot, and he scratched at something restlessly, trying to fill the indescribable emptiness. But he also didn't know what he was trying to catch.

Until—an addictive softness and warmth came out of the void, and he didn't know what it was. You just need to follow your instincts and take the moon into your arms.

His eyes were a little hazy, and he tried his best to see who it was: a simple and capable ponytail, a beautiful and smooth goose egg face, a few small moles on the cheeks that brought out playfulness, and the slender collarbones stretched like the wings of a bird......

Be...... Sister?

No, not cousin.

It's her, it's just "she".

The guilt was extinguished before it had even germinated, and he didn't even remember who he was, how could he recognize her?

Hugging her in her arms, after the initial satisfaction has passed, the uneasiness strikes again. It's not enough, it's not enough to just hug. What must he have to be - what must he have? He didn't know.

The tiger locked in his heart roared and was about to rush out of the wood. In his impatience, he twisted his position close to her.

It was as if the electricity was passing through his body when he was knocked down by her for the first time, but this time it was not pain, but instead of indescribable pleasure, from the shame bone to the tail vertebrae, up the spine, controlling all his thoughts.

So he mastered the way of pleasure. The tiger came out, but it was sniffing the fragrance of roses, cautiously, lest the flowers and branches be broken.

And the flower branches show amazing resilience and sway. The tiger roared loudly, for the deepest pain and pleasure.

What was the origin of the tiger and the flower? It was a brilliant and chaotic color, just like the original state of the universe - an explosion. Is he him, or is he a dreaming tiger? Or is it the rose?

A wonderful sensation that bordered on danger caused him to gasp and wake up suddenly, and then fall into a state of distraction. After a long while, he slowly calmed down, and realized that he was holding a soft and warm duvet in his hand, and he squatted on his chest, licking the tip of his nose for a while.

The boy threw Hum out of bed with a dark face, and lifted a gap in the quilt slightly. A strange fishy smell came to his face, and his skin was sticky, I don't know if it was sweat or something else, which made his brows furrow.

Is it really sick? After changing his dirty clothes and staring at the wet stains on the sheets for a while, the boy sighed and worriedly connected to the Internet with his new mobile phone, trying to find out what disease he had: "I had a strange dream, and I woke up in the morning with a strange liquid ...... on my body"

A few minutes later, the teenager threw his phone at the foot of the bed in a fit of rage.

The Hum Lady poked his head out of the nest, tilted his head to look at the boy for a moment, jumped on the bed, and tried to pull the phone into his nest with his short paws.

Before it could succeed, the male took the flat box back and looked at it with a frown. Lord Hum glared at the human: "I'm hungry! Mortals don't hurry up and give me food! ”

Su Jia was woken up by the sound of Lord Hum grinding his paws at the bedroom door. Seeing her open the door and come out, the young man quickly ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

Su Jia: What happened to "......"?

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, as if a teenager was washing something. Since she couldn't wash up for the time being, Su Jia simply went to hum hot milk first, beat a few eggs in a bowl, stirred it well, and added some seasonings to steam the egg custard to eat.

It was nearly eleven o'clock when the "breakfast" began, and both of them and the cat were hungry. The boy has always maintained a good habit of "eating without speaking", and the culprit who caused him to feel uncomfortable did not know that he was sitting on pins and needles.

Pu Yang felt that he really couldn't look at his cousin directly. It was winter, and she was dressed tightly, and she refused to show a trace of her skin to blow the wind, but even so, her hair was loose, and she pushed the plate to the waist and hips outlined by his slender fingers and turtleneck...... Draw out countless beautiful thoughts.

Even when he heard her voice, he couldn't help but recall the soft and feminine tone of his dreams—not the tone she would have, but he couldn't help but fantasize if she really gasped and muttered like that......

How can it be so filthy! The boy stood up abruptly, threw down the custard he had eaten a few bites, and walked quickly behind the screen.

Su Jia: "......"

Since the screen was erected to block that corner of the space, Su Jia rarely crossed the non-binding barrier to spy on the boy. After being silent for a long time, he finally couldn't ignore it: "Yangyang, what's wrong?" ”

I have never hated this house so much, and I have never been so sorry that I have exercised my extremely sensitive ear. In such a cramped space, even when he hid from looking at her, his ears were constantly receiving her voice, and the tip of his nose could smell her......

Realizing that he was searching for everything about her almost actively, the boy blushed! It's so filthy...... That, that dirty!

Although he had just read a bunch of information about adolescence, if it weren't for the dirty, how could he have such a dirty dream, how could he have such a dirty association?

It's ...... Unforgivable!

Su Jia thought about it and thought that the boy was probably in the second middle school. She herself is in her twenties, and the second secondary disease is not only not good, but also has a tendency to get worse, so naturally she doesn't feel that she is qualified to criticize him, so she simply changes the topic: "When will you make an appointment with Mr. Ma to come to visit the New Year?" ”

"Tomorrow." Speaking of business, the young man was finally able to put aside his chaotic thoughts for a while, "You go too." ”

If he had known that there would be something like this morning that he wanted to run away from, he wouldn't have offered to let her go too. It's just that I have already agreed with the old man of the Ma family, and now it is too late to regret it.

Su Jia has no special talent in martial arts, and she has missed the best age to practice martial arts early, so Old Man Yima just taught her some self-defense techniques at will for the sake of Puyang.

Pu Yang's intentions are nothing more than this, he knows that his cousin is mediocre, and if he wants to teach seriously, it will be humiliating for a young and virtuous warrior. The tricks she has learned now, if she uses them well, may not be without the strength to fight in the face of the gang of thieves in the past.

It has the friendship of half-teachers, and the discipline of history is probably the most important discipline in all existing disciplines. Under the influence of the ears and eyes, respect the teacher, it is natural to thank the teacher for his protection during the New Year.

"So what should I prepare?" I always feel that the old man can't look down on ordinary cigarettes, alcohol and tea, and with their economic strength, they can't get better.

Boxing is more important than economic value, and Pu Yang knows that Su Jia will not lose the chain too much in this regard, so he doesn't say a word to see what she needs to prepare.

Eventually, Su Jia remembered the package sent by her hometown, which contained two pieces of bacon, a large bag of wild vegetables, a can of kimchi, and home-grown red pepper noodles, Sichuan peppercorns and other seasonings. Seasoning aside, half of the wild vegetables and half of the bacon – these rustic flavors have become a rare good thing in the city, and it is not rude.

The single-family villas located in the villa complex in the south of the city are not far from the community where they live, but the gap between economic and social strength is far greater than the distance between the two areas. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, there was a small gathering at the Ma family, in addition to the gathering of relatives, there were also a group of old friends and juniors, so they simply held a banquet.

If it weren't for Puyang holding the invitation, the security guards in the community probably wouldn't have let them in. After all, these two people seem to be from well-educated families, but they don't have the sense of superiority that has been pampered for a long time in the community residents and circles.

It has always been like this. Poor families cannot guarantee adequate nutrition, provide expensive medicines, and cannot survive good bones, instead of relying on martial arts, it is better to study in order to break free from the original class.

Old Man Ma's temperament cultivation is not an ordinary person at first glance - in fact, Su Jia has never figured out why he went to the area downstairs of his house for morning exercises, which is just an ordinary community.

Although he was mentally prepared, Su Jia still didn't expect that Old Man Ma's family background could not be described as "solid". Even if you can't understand how much thought has been put into the small garden that is still lush in winter, the natural crystal ornaments on the coffee table are worth a lot, just looking at a few simple utensils on the Bogu shelf, it makes Su Jia gasp. If it weren't for the simple and elegant layout, which was stable and low-key, this home could be called luxurious.

The old man saw Su Jia's eyes and said with a smile: "Oh, you work in a museum, and you know the goods." It's not like my two boys...... Teach him a lesson another day, so that he can know what it means to be high and thick. ”

"Dad, didn't I just buy a string of agarwood and hit my eyes, my strength is jade and jade, not wood, can you save me some face?" The half-truths and half-truths complaining about the "second boy" look like they are at most thirty-five or sixteen years old, and even if they make a rogue to entertain their relatives, they can't cover the shrewd and capable business elite.

While speaking, several people walked directly through the hall, from the back door to the back garden, and with one foot out, the times changed, and they stepped into the world of martial artists. The spirited old men, the respectful prime, the eager young people and teenagers, sitting or standing, all wearing gowns and loose cloth trousers that are convenient for movement, do not see much of the atmosphere of industrial society.

"Second child, take Pu Xiaoyou to change clothes. Little friend, there are a lot of juniors here today, and I would like to ask you for some advice. Puyang didn't dare to say a word, and followed Ma Ershao, leaving Su Jia embarrassed by the many unkind eyes attracted by Old Man Ma's words.

However, the old man Ma was there, and he didn't realize that he had pulled a lot of hatred for Puyang, and said to Su Jia: "Find a place to sit by yourself." Most of my old friends are judges of the Western Youth Competition, and it is not a violation to get in touch with them now, and it is also very beneficial. ”

Western Youth Championship? Su Jia was confused by this unheard of term. After a while, I remembered and asked, "What game?" ”

"You don't know?" Old Man Ma was also very surprised, and was about to explain, when he saw Puyang change his clothes and come out, he said: "It's not a bad thing, what is he hiding from you?" When you're done talking, you ask him. ”

What did he do without her?! Su Jia's whole person is not good.