Sometimes, the less you want to care about something.

The more you can't control it, the more you care.

It's like a poem.

knew that Jiang Cheng had been staring at her.

Plus, the two now share the same bed.

provoked the little heart that had been silent for many years, and jumped faster and faster.

It seems to be about to pop out.

But I have to admit that she feels joy in her heart.

She didn't hate Jiang Cheng's scorching gaze.

......

The bold Jiangcheng is naturally lying on its side.

It's rare to have such a good opportunity to share a bed with Shi Qingyu.

How can you not cherish it?

She lay flat and he lay on his side.

The curvature of the woman's side face is very standard.

No matter where you pend, there will be a myriad of aesthetics missing.

White and tender face, no baby fat.

But it looks soft.

Jiang Cheng felt that such a face should be very comfortable to kiss.

The woman's nose is very pretty.

But it's not too tall and it's not too sharp.

It's just the right amount of roundness, and it's cute and lovely.

There is one thing that Jiang Cheng doesn't understand.

"I'm asking you a question."

"What?"

"Do you put on makeup and sleep?"

"How is that possible?"

"Then why are your lips so red?"

Poetry whispers: "......"

The woman did not speak.

Jiang Cheng noticed that the pink earlobes were dyed red.

Ouch!

Somebody is shy.

Why is this shy?

Don't you like to drive during the day?

Or is it that sharing a bed with him is already very shy.

"Why is it so popular?"

“...... Born. ”

"Have you tried to snort?"

"Nope."

The poem whispered and inevitably panicked.

What if Jiang Cheng comes hard?

What he meant, could he be trying to make waves with her?

So should she refuse?

"Turn around."

"Don't."

"It's boring to chat like this."

"Then go to sleep."

"I was about to fall asleep just now, and then I was woken up by you, and now I can't sleep."

"With your eyes closed, you can always fall asleep."

"Why don't you go back to you?"

The poem whispered slowly.

If the handle is in the hands of others, you can't be disobedient.

Jiang Cheng smiled.

Very well-behaved, isn't it?

Miraculous.

met Jiang Cheng's eyes, and the poem was no longer cowardly.

The two of them just looked at each other.

There was silence in the room again.

The poem whispered softly and said weakly.

"You can't mess around while I'm sleeping."

"Don't worry, I'm not that perverted yet."

"That's good."

The room was quiet again.

The two of them didn't speak again.

Looking at Jiang Cheng, the poem whispered that those pictures were completely absent in his mind.

It seems that as long as he is around, he is extremely relieved.

Even the little ones tremble and express their joy.

I don't know how long it was, but the poem fell asleep.

Jiang Cheng still had his eyes open.

It's not the same, okay.

He is a big boy, lying in the same bed as a beautiful woman.

To say that he didn't react in the slightest way is impossible.

The distance is too close.

The fragrance of the woman's body kept pouring into her nose.

It was like seducing him.

Jiang Cheng's gaze inevitably often fell on the lips of the poet's whispering.

Full and rosy lips, it seems to be an ultimate delicacy.

When I was in college.

Many couples like to gnaw downstairs in the dormitory.

At that time, every time they saw a pair, they had to complain a few words of spicy eyes.

But who knows the envy in the heart?

What would it be like to have a girl in a fight?

Jiang Cheng is looking forward to it.

He is most looking forward to tasting the sweetness of poetry whispering.

But he didn't take advantage of others.

It's too unfair to whisper to the poem.

......

The next day, Shi Qingyu woke up first.

Haven't opened your eyes yet.

She felt Jiang Cheng's warm body.

It's over.

I only remember it now.

She slept restlessly.

I always like to hold a big doll.

There are no big dolls on the bed in Jiangcheng.

So...... She hugged Jiang Cheng.

Hurry up and slip away.

took advantage of Jiang Cheng not waking up.

Can't let him find out.

Otherwise, where would her beautiful face go?

The long legs that were on Jiang Cheng's stomach moved slightly.

Well???

Touching something terrifying.

Frightened, the poem whispered and didn't dare to take a breath.

This thing, it's that thing, right?

Absolutely.

It is said that boys will have that reaction early in the morning.

I didn't expect it to be true.

It's horrible.

Long leg elevation, little by little......

Just when the poem whispered that it was going to succeed.

"Take advantage of me while I'm sleeping?"

The ridiculous voice disturbed the poem's soft speech.

Looking up, Jiang Cheng looked at her with a mocking face.

Embarrassed.

Shi whispered a wave of her little paw and grinned.

"Morning."

"Morning."

"Look behind you, there's a cockroach."

After speaking, the poem whispered and wanted to slip away immediately.

However, the quilt was thrown and wrapped her.

Jiang Cheng is quick with his hands and feet.

In the blink of an eye, the poem was wrapped into a big spring roll.

He was pressed on the bed and rolled around.

The poem whispered, and the hair was messed up.

A few strands of hair stuck to the face, soft and weak.

Messy, loose hair, ...... in bed

Just a few words can make the old color batch think about it.

Jiang Cheng pressed the big spring rolls for a long time.

I don't worry about crushing the poem's whispering.

"Isn't it too arrogant to take advantage of it and run?"

“...... So what are you going to do? ”

"Give me a kiss."

"Impossible."

The poem whispered and refused without the slightest hesitation.

How could it be possible to let Jiang Cheng kiss him obediently?

She's a face-saving person.

"Really?"

"No."

"Then I'll pick you up."

"You dare?"

The poem whispers and seems to be very imposing.

In fact, the heart is already in chaos.

The strength can't compare to Jiang Cheng, what should I do?

"Don't even give you a kiss on the face?"

"Huh?"

"I won't kiss you on the mouth, and I won't kiss you on the face?"

“...... Oh. ”

This is not unacceptable.

Anyway, he's kissed it once.

It doesn't matter if you kiss again.

"Oh what, can you?"

“...... Well. ”

The sound of the faint mosquito moaning, Jiang Cheng almost couldn't hear it.

"Then I kissed it?"

“...... Well. ”

Why is there so much nonsense?

If you want to kiss you, you will kiss it.

Do you have to ask me to beg you?

Please kiss me?

Please, pick me up?

Please snap me?

......

OK can be pro.

Jiang Cheng cheered in his heart.

Although it's not a good morning kiss.

But being able to kiss it is also better than countless single dogs.

When a single dog gets up, he can only do laundry.

Oh, no.

He'll have to do the laundry later.

It doesn't matter what to do so much, kiss it first.

The body is pressed with a large spring roll.

Jiang Cheng controlled the speed and slowly stuck to it.

A little closer.

The poem whispered to the side of her head.

One side faced Jiang Cheng.

I didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Cheng at all.

It's a shame.

It's not a couple.

Dog food class is on: if you want to take advantage of girls openly, you need a very good skill!