The decoration in the house blends Shen Qingtang's preferences, and every place caters to Shen Qingtang.

Song Wenjing put his heart into it.

"It's all what I like, Song Wenjing, how much do you like me?"

Shen Qingtang jumped out of Song Wenjing's arms, she looked at the decorations around her, and her eyebrows were dyed with pleasure.

Song Wenjing: "I like it very much." ”

"Four years of college, maybe a graduate doctor or something, can't you live in an old dormitory, right?"

"So I bought a house here and I can come and live here if I want."

Song Wenjing rubbed Shen Qingtang's head, his voice was low, mixed with a little smile.

He looked at Shen Qingtang's gaze with a particularly doting gaze.

"Song Wenjing, do you have ulterior motives?"

Shen Qingtang slightly hooked the corners of his lips and looked at Song Wenjing's red ears.

"Nope."

Song Wenjing lowered his eyes, he hadn't thought about it before, but now he thought about it.

"Go on?"

Shen Qingtang tilted his head slightly and looked at Song Wenjing with a smile.

Song Wenjing: "Huh? ”

Shen Qingtang leaned over and sniffed Song Wenjing, her kiss was a little aggressive.

"Sugar Candy, are you lighting a fire?"

Shen Qingtang's kiss made Song Wenjing react, his eyes were hot, and he stared at Shen Qingtang directly.

At the distance from the school to here, his fire was almost extinguished, but Shen Qingtang began to ignite the fire again.

Shen Qingtang: "It can be understood in this way. ”

Song Wenjing hugged Shen Qingtang into his arms and deepened the kiss, the two kissed gently, and the two bodies fit tightly together.

"Song Wenjing, hug me."

Shen Qingtang only felt that his whole body was weak, and he almost couldn't stand on his heels, and slipped down like a loach.

Song Wenjing reached out and grabbed Shen Qingtang and held him in his arms, and the kiss continued.

Shen Qingtang's eyes were stained with a layer of mist, and he looked very seductive.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were delicate, like seductive kittens.

Song Wenjing's heart tightened, swallowed his saliva, and hugged Shen Qingtang and vigorously pushed open the bedroom door.

"Sugar Candy, you still have room to regret it."

Throwing Shen Qingtang on the weak big bed, looking at her appearance, Song Wenjing's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He bent down and pinched the tip of Shen Qingtang's nose, and his tone was forbearing.

When you like someone, you think about respecting it.

After all, this is Shen Qingtang's first time.

Shen Qingtang grabbed Song Wenjing's hand, she slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and smiled heartily, "What, are you afraid?" ”

There was a provocation in the tone.

She obviously didn't drink, but at this moment, she seemed to be drunk, and she seemed to have lost her senses, and she just wanted to provoke Song Wenjing as much as she could.

Song Wenjing narrowed his eyes slightly, and reached out to untie Shen Qingtang's clothes.

"You can't run away now."

Song Wenjing looked at Shen Qingtang, his eyes were extremely hot.

Under Song Wenjing's provocation, Shen Qingtang had no strength at all, and muttered softly in his mouth.

In the depths of love, Shen Qingtang completely fell in the "sugar candy" one by one.

The bedroom was beautiful, a couple of men and women on the bed lingered, and the temperature in the bedroom continued to rise.

"Song Wenjing, Song Wenjing, Song Wenjing......"

Shen Qingtang chanted Song Wenjing's name over and over again, becoming more ambiguous each time.

She likes Song Wenjing's name very much, and she likes to call him by his full name.

"Well, I'm here."

Song Wenjing responded to Shen Qingtang over and over again, and his tone was particularly doting.

The man who tasted the sweetness did not give up the sweetness so quickly.

Song Wenjing occupied Shen Qingtang's territory again and again, and he seemed to be tireless.

The sky was white, and Song Wenjing let go of Shen Qingtang and hugged her to sleep, with a satisfied smile on her lips.

Shen Qingtang was also tired, she held it in Song Wenjing's arms, and slept very deeply.

The curtains were not completely closed, revealing a little gap, and a glimmer of light shone in from the outside, sprinkling on the bodies of the two of them.

——

The next day, Shen Qingtang woke up from Song Wenjing's arms, she moved slightly, she felt sour, her body seemed to fall apart, and she was very uncomfortable.

Who says it's nice to do this kind of thing?

Get out, she really wants to punch someone.

The descriptions in it have always been extremely beautiful, and before doing it, Shen Qingtang thought it was like that.

"Awake?"

The little girl in her arms moved, Song Wenjing lowered her eyes slightly to look at her, and her voice was warm and doting.

Shen Qingtang's voice was low and a little dumb, "Hmm." ”

She spoke intermittently for a long time last night, her throat was a little dry, and she woke up a little hoarse today.

"Hungry?"

Song Wenjing pinched Shen Qingtang's cheek.

Shen Qingtang: "I'm hungry." ”

The stomach has already begun to protest.

Song Wenjing got up, scooped Shen Qingtang into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Dragonfly kisses like water.

Shen Qingtang: "??? ”

Damn, scared.

The book said that the morning was the time when a man's mental strength was at its strongest, and Shen Qingtang almost thought that Song Wenjing still wanted it.

Damn, she can't take it.

"What's wrong?"

Facing Shen Qingtang's widening eyes, Song Wenjing smiled.

"The little gluttonous cat still wants it, doesn't it?"

Song Wenjing scraped the tip of Shen Qingtang's nose, and the smile on his lips was extremely doting.

"I don't want to."

Shen Qingtang immediately grabbed the quilt to cover his head, and his face turned red.

She didn't want to understand it in seconds, but she really understood it in seconds.

"Don't tease you, what do you want to eat? I'll do it for you. ”

Song Wenjing felt a little funny, his voice was low.

"Cook me a bowl of noodles, I have experiments to do in the afternoon."

Shen Qingtang said in a low voice.

Noodles are the most time-saving thing, and she has an experiment to do in the afternoon.

Tasks assigned by the instructor.

"Wouldn't it be okay to have a day off today?"

Song Wenjing looked at Shen Qingtang, he sighed slightly, a little distressed.

Shen Qingtang refused: "No." ”

Her previous reputation as a workaholic wasn't casual.

She's okay now, not as desperate as before, but she hasn't slackened either.

"Okay, I'll go cook you noodles."

Song Wenjing compromised.

Shen Qingtang rubbed his sour body and sighed slightly.

Why is Song Wenjing's spirit so good, but she is not so good?

Is this the disparity in strength between men and women?

Usually I will talk to my roommate if I don't go home at night, but I didn't sleep last night, and her mobile phone was blown up.

The dormitory has to count the number of people.

Shen Qingtang replied to Xu Fanxing and Xu Ke, and got up slowly.

Served, her old waist.

After Shen Qingtang had breakfast, Song Wenjing sent her back to school.

"Parting kiss."

At the door of the laboratory, Song Wenjing kissed Shen Qingtang.

Shen Qingtang: "......"

What's that?

"Wow."

Some brothers and sisters saw it and started to coax one after another.