For Jiang Cheng, the most important thing in the morning is to read poems and write softly.

After breakfast in the morning, it is the working time of Shi Qingyu.

Jiang Cheng made her a cup of coffee and sat on the sofa in the living room.

As long as she is at home, a woman's clothes are unusually cool.

Small suspenders, super shorts.

They can only barely hide the secret.

The long, well-proportioned and fair-skinned legs are unscrupulously placed under the table.

Doesn't seem to care about someone's gaze at all.

After adjusting the angle, Jiang Cheng took a few more photos.

These photos were all used by him as the background of the chat.

Change one from time to time, it's beautiful.

Just when Jiang Cheng's eyes all fell on his long legs.

The woman lifted her little head.

"Come over here."

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Cheng, who was puzzled, walked to the woman's side.

On the computer screen, there is no codeword screen.

Apparently she turned it off and didn't want him to see it.

The woman who was full of Xiao Jiujiu in her heart looked Jiang Cheng up and down.

"Have a fun time with you, would you?"

"Yes."

"Then you go to my room and get an eye patch."

"Okay."

Take an eye patch?

What are you doing with your stuff?

Jiang Cheng knows.

Shi whispered that she always wore an eye patch when she slept in the past.

Because I have been in front of the computer for too long, my eyes are prone to dryness.

Jiang Cheng picked out a pair of black blindfolds.

Tut~~

I have to say, there's something about this thing.

How can such a shape look so much like something?

It's just that the model is too small.

It can't be compared with the poetry whispering.

"I've got the blindfold, do you want to wear it?"

"It's not me who wants to bring it, it's you who want to bring it."

"Huh? Don't you let me see it?"

Jiang Cheng was shocked.

He just admired his long legs from such a distance.

Can't you even see this?

That's too bullying, isn't it?

The poem stood up with a grin.

"Who said I wouldn't let you watch it, but just play with you more interestingly."

"Playing like this?"

"You sit down."

Follow the woman's fingers, the direction of the fingers.

Jiang Cheng's gaze fell on the chair where Shi Qingyu was sitting just now.

Quite large ergonomic chair.

It can protect the lumbar spine and neck.

Let the whole person lean comfortably on it.

Even if you sit for a long time, you won't have back pain or neck pain.

The chair was so big that he could sit down.

But he was a little puzzled and asked with a frown.

"I'll sit down, what about you?"

"Oh~~~ Don't ask so much, you sit down first."

The anxious poetry whispered and pressed Jiang Cheng down.

Jiang Cheng, who was confused, could only sit obediently on the chair.

I have to say that this chair is really comfortable.

It's soft, and it's not awkward at all.

"You ......"

Doubtful words, stuck in the throat.

Jiang Cheng looked at the woman in front of him in a daze.

A woman's back, to be precise.

The bouncy little PP sat on his lap.

Immediately after, the woman's back was pressed up.

"Hands." The poem reminded softly.

The sensible Jiang Cheng immediately wrapped around Xiao Man's waist.

Wow!!

It's nice to sit like this.

The woman was quite tall, but not heavy at all.

On the contrary, the whole body is soft.

Shi whispered back, "You put the blindfold on."

"Huh? Why am I wearing this?"

"Prevent you from peeking at what I'm writing."

「...... I'll be fine with two looks, right?"

"Hmph~~~ If you don't wear an eye patch, you won't be allowed to sit like this."

"Okay, I'll wear it."

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Cheng chose to wear a blindfold.

Now you can skip looking.

But sitting with a woman like this doesn't have much of a chance.

"Don't pick it secretly."

"Don't worry, promise not to peek."

"That's fine, sit down."

"Uh-huh!"

Confirm that Jiang Cheng did not mess around.

Shi whispered back and continued to tap on the keyboard.

Sitting on the body of a person, the height has risen a lot.

Although such a posture is a bit uncomfortable.

But sitting like this, my heart is full of sweetness.

Sits on the lap of the person you like and is held by him from behind.

The warm stove scorched her little heart.

Now, there is no need to worry about writing love essays.

The coolest thing is still Jiangcheng.

He doesn't need to work.

Just hold the woman and enjoy it.

Due to the fact that the eyes are covered.

The senses are more concentrated elsewhere.

The chin rested on the woman's emaciated shoulders.

Turning your head quietly, you can inhale a wave of European gas.

Hugging Xiaoman's waist through his clothes is not strong enough after all.

Jiang Cheng, who was conscious, lifted the woman's clothes and put his hand in.

Xiao Man's waist suddenly tightened, and then relaxed again.

The woman pursed her lips and said nothing.

She knew he was a pervert.

But she also likes to spoil him.

A soft little belly, flat and firm, without a bit of fat.

The woman straddled him on his lap.

The thighs come with the amazing elasticity of small PP.

It was a wonderful way to sit in such a way that he had only now discovered it.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

It seems that when you get the opportunity in the future, you have to talk to the poem more crookedly.

Enjoying the charm of a woman, Jiang Cheng took the time to ask.

"Why do you want to do this all of a sudden?"

"If I say I need inspiration to write, do you believe it?"

"I'm sure you need any more inspiration?"

"Not for now, I'll talk about it later."

"Be sure to write something perverted."

"What do you think? Am I that kind of person?"

You're not?

Then why are there cars everywhere in yours?

Jiang Cheng has already begun to fantasize about a happy life in the future.

As long as the poem whispers to the exciting plot.

Then they pulled him over and looked for inspiration.

Tut~~~

It's exciting to think about!

The dancing hands paused, and the poem whispered without a good air.

"Hey, hey, early in the morning, are you so hungry?"

"It's none of my business."

"It's none of your business, is it still my fault?"

"Definitely, can I control this posture?"

「...... Then you're going to be miserable."

"Bad woman."

"Hmph~~~"

The sound of the crackling keyboard sounded again.

Jiang Cheng hugged the woman, happy and tormented

Make move..

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Cheng and Shi Qingyu came to the bubble tea shop.

It was Monday, and no students came to drink milk tea at this point.

The seven Jiang Yun who were idle were playing with their mobile phones to relax.

Seeing Jiang Cheng, the three scumbags immediately ridiculed.

"Yo he~~~ Brother Jiang is finally willing to come out of the gentle township?"

"What did you say? If Brother Jiang doesn't come out again, he won't be able to stand it."

"Can't stand it? My brother Jiang is also something you can slander? Do you know what the gold content of a real man is in a second?"

"How? Everyone wants to see their dad so much?"

"Good son, don't scream."

"You wait here, Daddy will buy you oranges."

「......」

The dog food class has started: as long as you are good at discovering, there are many opportunities to get tired of life!