Qingqing's memories came flooding back to her heart.

All of a sudden I remembered what he said.

"I like girls who are good at reading."

"She is a highly educated woman with an independent personality, to be precise, too independent."

"She has a lot of good qualities in her, enough to break people's stereotypes about women, but she never thinks there's anything bad about being a woman, she likes beautiful things, and sometimes she likes cartoons."

"From an outsider's point of view, she is a perfect person, full of external affinity, can get along with anyone, has a very high emotional intelligence, and no one will feel uncomfortable with her, and there is no task given to her that cannot be completed."

These are all things that are said when describing Bai Yueguang, no wonder they sound so familiar-isn't this her?!

Independent, highly educated, with high emotional intelligence and strong execution, he almost reported her ID card!

How sluggish was she to not hear what was meant about her?

Qingqing recalled this scene, and there was a feeling of being struck by lightning.

Looking up, his caramel-colored pupils were full of her, this unadulterated like, why couldn't she see it before?

"Did we have any in-depth contact other than when we were children?"

Qingqing asked him this question several times, but he never answered it positively, only this time was different.

"Yes, you've lived here ever since." He held her in one hand and touched the water with the other, and the reflections of the two were rippled by his hand, and soon they stuck together again.

"We science and engineering people, don't know how to be romantic, it's not a shame to say it, can you not be so scary?!" Qingqing pulled his hand out of the water and placed it on her face.

always touches the water, making her look like a female ghost Chu people!

"The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, if you can't touch it, it's all empty, I'm a big living person and let you hold it in your arms, you don't want to look at the reflection in the water, you see that I don't leave, who am I?"

"Chen Qingqing."

"Call sister~"

“.” The man who drank too much still maintained the stubbornness when he was sober, and there was a slight grievance in his eyes.

"Why do you keep looking at me, you don't want to do anything else? Or, do you think your sister isn't attractive enough to you? ”

Qingqing's robe fell to the ground, her fingers were on her underwear, and she said that she hadn't eaten pork or seen a pig run?

Follow the "process", this step should be undressing, right?

"No, Qingqing is good-looking, it's just that I'm used to saving the best for last."

He simply answered all questions, and made her feel too cruel to use more scheming.

Qingqing, who has always been an amazing person with amazing action, only paused for a moment, and in the next second, the white underwear fell to the ground, upholding the pragmatic temperament of a civil engineer, and pressed the bath bucket with his hand before acting.

It's good, it's stable, it's enough for her to toss.

The next second, she slipped into the water like a nimble mermaid and hooked her hand at him.

"When a dish comes up, you will leave what you like at the end, I am just the opposite of you, I have to eat what I like first, and a second late is the best state to live up to the food, so, do you want to live up to me?"

Naturally, it can't.

So, the mist was thick and the sound of water was stirring, covering the rapid heartbeat, but it couldn't cover the sentence

"Good girl, my sister loves you~"

Although she still has a lot of questions waiting to ask him, there are also many unsolved mysteries between the two.

The atmosphere is in place, other words can be slow, the beautiful scenery, she has more important things to do.

I had a long dream, in which he and Qingqing kissed me and me, you and me, practice makes perfect.

Just when he hugged Qingqing and wanted to discuss further, he smelled a smell of burning, and he was awake without leaving a spirit.

Sitting up, the curtains were drawn in the room, it was still dark outside, and he looked at the pillars on the roof of the shed, and there was a moment of trance.

Is it a dream?

No, not a dream.

The mushy taste is too obvious.

sat up without leaving one of them, lifted the quilt and was about to get off the kang, looked down and was stunned.

Where are all his clothes?

On the strong pectoral muscles, there are several neat small tooth marks.

Like a steel seal, it is clearly marked in the most conspicuous position, and you can know whose "masterpiece" it is at a glance.

The messy mattress was rolled up for reasons that it could not be written, and since this mattress was made, it probably hadn't seen such a ridiculous entanglement last night, and it was rudely thrown aside.

Under him is a newly changed mattress, a woman who is not good at housework, she is so heroic.

Qingqing ran in with a shovel, and when she saw that she was awake, she laughed dryly.

"Morning!"

She thought that the smell of mush in the room was too much, and she wanted to come in and open the window to let in the air, but she didn't expect him to wake up.

"You set the house on fire?" He looked around to find the fire.

"It's so exaggerated, I want to give you the chicken soup to heat up, I don't have a good grasp of the stove, dig for rice, and it will be burned dry - I really know how to cook, that's it, what."

Qingqing rubbed her hands and said good morning to her handsome guy in this way, which was not a very good memory.

Although she rarely cooks, she doesn't pull her hips like this, she really doesn't know enough about the performance of the original stove, and she overturns when she cooks.

It's too good for her to be indefatigable, she hasn't let her cook for so long, and he will let Sha Shao come over when he goes out, so that Qingqing overjudged her ability to cook.

"Yes, it's the hand that made the first move." He pressed his temples, the hangover was still gone, and his head still hurt a little, but those things last night were engraved in his mind.

The next time you go to the market, you must go in and ask for an explanation when you pass by that winery.

When he bought wine, he obviously wanted the lowest degree, thinking that his alcohol should be able to hold it, but he didn't expect it to be careless, the alcohol is really damn big!

But fortunately, where he should perform, he still plays steadily, and Qingqing should be very satisfied. Right?

"You rest, I'll cook." Before grabbing his pants and about to put them on, Qingqing casually put the shovel on the table and went over to put his arms around his neck.

"I wanted to pretend to be virtuous once, but obviously, that's not what I'm good at."

So, she should do what she is good at.

Leaning forward, he hooked his lips and smiled:

"Xianggong, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." The sweetheart is close at hand, hungry, but not hungry.

"Sobered up?" She asked sweetly.

Nodding his head.

"I want to pretend to be virtuous and get the meal ready before you get up, but as you can see, I failed, so I'm going to 'treat' you in another way."

The pants in his hand reached her hand at some point, and she picked up her long fingers, and the pants drew a perfect parabola and fell to the ground.

The inseparable Adam's apple slid up and down, and her heart and soul were hooked by her like that pair of pants.

"But until then, we have a ledger to settle."