In recent days, Song Meiyue often dreamed of someone. As for what she was doing with someone in the dream, she couldn't tell. Every time she woke up from a dream, her mind was blank, except that she knew
I dreamed of him again last night.
this time,
The sleepy-eyed Song Meiyue thought she was in a dream again and met someone in her dream again. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure, her plump and sexy red mouth slightly pursed, and she said angrily: "Don't stand there.
Squat down and let Auntie touch your face."
As soon as the words fell,
Reaching out her hand and gently tugging on his clothes, Song Meiyue, who was confused for a moment, felt something was wrong, but she didn't know where the problem lay.
Jiang Qi was helpless at this time, but he didn't want to end the game. Instead, he worked hard to cooperate with someone's performance, slowly squatting down and putting his face in front of someone.
Watching her raise her arm, her delicate palm slowly stretched out and gently covered her face.
Warm, hot, warm, soft. Why does it feel so comfortable?
It's just like the real thing.
Really the same.
Same.
Song Meiyue, who was lying on the sofa, could not help but tremble all over. Her eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and she was even a little overwhelmed. She suddenly pulled her hand away from someone's face, and a wave of
Heartbreaking embarrassment and shame surged from deep inside.
The originally cold and charming cheeks had already been occupied by a strange blush, and the accelerating heartbeat brought rapid breathing. Song Meiyue quickly turned around, her back to someone, her hot and red face deeply
Buried in the sofa.
Play dead
This was Song Meiyue's only idea, just like an ostrich choosing to bury her head in the hay to escape the crisis in reality.
Looking at Song Meiyue who had her back turned to him, especially the cold face that was filled with a hint of shyness and blush, not to mention how cute and charming she was, Jiang Qi pursed his lips and asked with a smirk on his face.
: "Aunt Song? How does my face feel?"
Aunt Song didn't want to answer this question. Not only did she not want to answer, but she also wanted to kill this stinky guy who was suspected of teasing her.
"I"
"I just fell asleep. Don't take it too seriously." Song Meiyue buried her head deep in the sofa and said coldly to someone next to her. However, if you listen carefully, you can find that there is a trace of trembling in these cold words.
and shyness.
"oh."
"Then you go and wash up. I have already prepared breakfast." Jiang Qi dropped these words and walked into the kitchen silently and began his busy work.
At this time, Song Meiyue propped herself up, turned her head carefully, glanced at Jiang Qi who came out of the kitchen carrying porridge, and took advantage of him to go to the kitchen again. Seizing the opportunity, she ran to the stairs in a hurry,
Cengceng. Walk quickly to your bedroom.
Bang.
After closing the door, he dove into his bed.
At this moment, Song Meiyue felt that her whole body was about to burst, and she confused reality as a dream. The words in the dream were told to him in reality verbatim, especially those words. There was a hint of illicitness.
What little villain, what auntie’s dream, what let auntie touch your face.
Oh my god!
Me. How could I say such shameless words?
As time passed by, Song Meiyue continued to collapse, picking up her broken self, and then collapsed again. After being repeatedly rubbed to the ground at the death scene, Song Meiyue decided to raise her head and look forward. After all,
Life must go on, just treat what happened just now as if it never happened.
After adjusting her inner emotions, Song Meiyue took off her pajamas and a set of seductive black underwear, revealing them to the world. Then she took out her work clothes from the cabinet. After putting on her clothes, she walked straight out of her room.
I went to the bedroom, washed up briefly, and then slowly went downstairs.
However,
I originally thought I could face him calmly, but when I saw him sitting at the dining table, seemingly waiting to have breakfast with me, the calm lake surface deep in my heart instantly became rippled again, with an indescribable wave.
Emotions filled his whole body.
"It's ready for you, sit down and have breakfast." Jiang Qi said casually when he saw Song Meiyue coming down.
Song Meiyue said nothing, walked slowly to his side, sat elegantly on the chair, holding a bowl full of white porridge in one hand, holding a spoon in the other, slowly scooping up some porridge, and then put it into her mouth.
It's bland, but it can warm your stomach.
At first, Song Meiyue was a little uncomfortable, but when she tasted the porridge someone made for herself, she instantly forgot all her worries and sat there calmly, neither anxious nor anxious, eating bit by bit, one bite at a time.
Take a bite, paired with crispy pickled cucumbers.
"Aunt Song?"
Jiang Qi's voice broke the silence at the moment and also startled Song Meiyue who was having breakfast.
"Cough cough cough"
Song Meiyue choked and kept coughing.
at this time,
A tissue was handed to her.
Taking the paper towel handed to her, Song Meiyue wiped the corners of her mouth, glanced at the guy next to her expressionlessly, and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"
"forget."
"I'll tell you when I remember." Jiang Qi said with a bad smile.
Song Meiyue was a little unhappy, but her face did not reveal her mood at the moment. She lowered her head and continued to eat the light white porridge.
Little bad guy.
He actually teased my aunt.
On the way to work,
The two of them did not communicate during the whole process. Jiang Qi held the steering wheel and drove on the way to the company, while Song Meiyue beside him kept turning her head sideways and looking at the pedestrians along the street with distracted eyes.
"Auntie, I like the white porridge in the morning very much." Song Meiyue suddenly said this.
"Yeah?"
"I thought you wouldn't like it. After all, the taste is too bland." Jiang Qi said casually.
Song Meiyue stared out the window blankly, hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "Just pretend that nothing happened this morning. I was just asleep at the time. In a sense, I didn't
It’s not completely me, do you understand what I mean?”
"oh."
Jiang Qi responded softly.
for a time,
In this small car, there was an atmosphere of silence, and you could even hear each other's breathing.
"Jiang Qi."
Song Meiyue rarely read someone's full name. At this time, she was sitting in the passenger seat, staring straight ahead, and asked calmly: "Are you the legendary mature woman Ling Kong?"
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