Gu Mo took Su Deng to his newly appointed room.

When night fell, the moon shadow by the window swayed, and accidentally poured a lot of light.

"I know my sister likes to be quiet, so as soon as someone leaves the room, I make a reservation immediately."

Gu Mo turned on the light, skillfully picked up the hot water kettle and boiled the water, after washing the cup, the steaming clarity soaked into the cup, and he walked towards Su Deng while blowing.

"What is my sister thinking, so distracted." The cup was still a little hot, and Gu Mo put it on the bedside table.

Su Deng withdrew his gaze from the window, and his doubts were still gathered in his eyebrows.

"Jiang Zhou."

Gu Mo's movements froze.

"Why do you say he defends Zhou Xiaomian so much? Just because she's his cousin? ”

"Maybe."

"But I've known him for as long as I can remember, can't it compare to that little blood?"

Su Deng's hand was propped up on the edge of the bed, her head was slightly lowered, and the warm light above her head licked the tips of her cute and pretty hair, and the small balls were intertwined with each other, like dodder silk.

For so many years, except for the time when she was bumped into stealing something, Jiang Zhou's cold and serious expression had not been seen for a long time.

But there was a reason for that, too.

She couldn't figure it all out, and she didn't even want to believe it.

Su Deng sighed, and when she was about to speak again, a warm body quietly pressed against her back, and her hand wrapped around her slender waist from her slender waist to her body, clasping her hands together.

The warm breath was like a skilled masseur, eating away at the back of her neck and ears little by little, and the warmth and tingling aroused made her dare not move a bit.

The voice of grievance came from behind.

"Sister, don't think about him, okay."

"Why?" Su Deng asked out of instinct.

"He's a bad person, my sister doesn't care when she is pushed to the ground, he doesn't care about you, he can't compare to me at all."

"But, he's really weird today......"

"Sister......" Gu Mo's voice was as crisp as Huanpei, and at this time it became more and more sweet and sexy, like a boiling lake, wanting to drown her who was the only one standing by the lake.

"Amo is so sad."

"I can't imagine what their group of people would have done to you if I had come a little later today."

"Seeing you fall to the ground makes my heart wrinkle."

"Sister, look at me."

Behold your most devout and faithful believer, without your mercy he would soon be buried in your desolate gaze.

The hand around the girl's waist tightened more and more, and the dark boy groveled to suck the gods of light and purity.

Su Deng gradually felt a little out of breath, she patted the hand on her waist and turned around.

Gu Mo obediently let go of his strength, and the girl in front of him poured doubtful, confused, and incomprehensible eyes on him, and he closed his eyes.

Su Deng had to admit that Gu Mo was good-looking.

Thick and soft hair is blocked in front of the forehead, white eyelids cover the eyes that seem to devour souls, pink cherry lips under the high thin nose bridge are slightly pursed, and even the well-defined chin also reflects the dazzling light.

She remembered that when she first met, he was as cute as a doll, but after a few years of growth, the boy's body was pumped, and the gentle and confused aura on his body became thinner, fragile and cold.

The color is not charming, and people are obsessed with themselves.

Su Deng unconsciously raised his hand, carefully stroked the delicate facial features of the person in front of him, and gently swiped his soft fingertips across the eyebrows, corners of his eyes, cheeks, tips of his nose, lips, and ......

Raised Adam's apple.

Its owner seemed a little nervous, and the moment she touched it, it accidentally jumped up and down, as fresh as another life.

Ambiguity is like wolf smoke, which makes people avoid it.

Gu Mo's hands were sweating thinly, and he hoped that the cold fingertips would continue, and that he would stay for a while.

"If only I were a man, would you be a woman."

"So I can be your brother." Su Deng said.

Gu Mo's eyes opened slightly in confusion, and with the girl's gentle force, he fell to the big bed on his back.

He didn't know what she was going to do, maybe the next moment it would make him fall from heaven to hell, but he could never refuse her.

Su Deng leaned forward and watched Gu Mo's jet-black hair spread out on his smooth forehead, which actually made him dye a little demonic.

Her hands were propped up at either side of his body, and long brocade-like hair slipped down her waist.

Pink lips like jewels are close to you.

The breaths of the two have long been intertwined.

"Sister......

Su Deng couldn't control herself a little, and she licked the corner of her mouth.

"Do you like me to call you brother?" Gu Mo's eyes were watery, like a cub who didn't understand anything, full of innocent questions.

Su Deng smiled charmingly, "Yes, if you are a sister, I can ......"

She wanted to say something, but reason made her stop the car.

Color is emptiness.

She shook her head and reached out to tap Gu Mo's eyebrows vigorously.

She suspected that he did it on purpose.

It's too bad to tempt her.

Su Deng sat up and walked to the bathroom to prepare for washing, leaving Gu Mo full of loneliness.

Before going to bed, Gu Mo poured her a glass of milk.

Su Deng had this habit before going to bed, so she naturally took it and looked up.

After helping her fold the quilt, Gu Mo left the room card, turned off the light, and reluctantly walked to the door.

Even if there were two beds in the room, it would not be appropriate for him to stay.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Su Deng closed his eyes with peace of mind, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour.

The boy soaked in darkness slowly walked out of the corner, like a shadow immersed in an ink tank, without a single weight, without the slightest sound.

He walked to the bedside, and fell on the person who had fallen asleep, greedily sucking her breath like a junkie.

"My sister is so sweet."

He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick the slender, fish-bellied neck.

Sniff deeply.

He sighed quietly.

"Sister, Amo can't help it."

*

Summer is extremely enthusiastic, like a man writhing wildly in the center of the dance floor, knee-length shorts and white socks all exude seductive signals, but they are too ostentatious and wanton, faintly dangerous, making the audience excited but reluctant to approach.

In the past few days, Su Deng has been lying in Gu Mo's newly booked room.

She had always been fun-loving, but since that day's incident, she suddenly grew a little tired of socializing with acquaintances.

The air-conditioned room was crisp and dry, but she was a little bored, and she always felt that she was missing some important information.

Luo Shaokang and the others were playing around like crazy, and they came to invite her a few times, but when they saw that she was indifferent, they finally let her live alone for a few days.

Only Gu Mo was left, sticking to her all day long, wherever he went, even when he slept at night, he had to sit on the floor, stay by the bed, and watch her fall asleep before leaving.

Although Su Deng had a headache, he saw that he was not too out of line, so he went with him. After all, since childhood, there have been too many outrageous things that have happened between them, which is still insignificant.