"Hey, hey." Xia Yetang patted my cheek and looked at me inexplicably, while I was still immersed in the vulgar yy...
"Hey, what are you thinking?" He saw me keep shaking my head and twisted my face hard.
"Ah, you're murdering." I covered my red cheeks and didn't know where to look at my eyes. What I was thinking about was so terrible. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shivered.
"My face is red, does it hurt?" He frowned and looked at me, gently moved my hand away, and helped me rub my red cheeks.
"Hey, this place is so popular, I didn't touch this place." He looked at me in confusion. He must not let him know what I was thinking, otherwise he would be embarrassed to throw it to his grandma's house!!!
"It's too hot, get up and drive it up quickly, be my sponge mat." I pushed him away in panic, and he turned over and lay beside me. I could feel the gaze he was cast. This guy wouldn't
Something happened to me, no, no, no, he was so amazing.
"What's your little head fitting all day?" He said helplessly. Although he knew he couldn't know what I was thinking, he was always a little guilty. It's better to change the subject and say something to attract his attention.
Where is the force?
"Hey, do you like me?" I took the initiative and used my trump card.
"Hmm?" He seemed to have not reacted for a moment, and looked at me in confusion. I also looked at him, trying to make the expression on my face look natural.
"Do you like my delicate face or my enchanting figure?" I squinted at him. Although I was talking casually, I still wanted to know where he liked me.
"I just like your sense of humor." He twitched for a while, and then said something he wanted me to commit suicide...
How should I answer in this case?
What is love in the world? One thing brings another...
"I'm going to sleep, you can go to bed too. See you tomorrow, I won't be far away." I turned my back to him. He didn't praise me for my beauty or my good figure. I felt a little uncomfortable.
"I won't leave, I'll go here tonight!" He also turned over, turned his back to me, and said lazily.
"What?" My eyes were as big as Xinjiang grapes (I think this metaphor is quite intimate~~~). He just said he wouldn't leave? Want to sleep in my room? Oh, buy it!!!
"What are you special?" He said with his back to me, his voice was very low, and he wouldn't fall asleep so soon.
"Hey, don't fall asleep, go back to your nest." I sat inside the bed and pushed him, but I didn't know that under his body, he didn't move.
"I want me to repeat it several times?" He was actually impatient. What kind of world is this? He took over other people's beds and gave them a look...
"Do you repeat it a few times?" I pouted and stared at the back of his head with my eyes slanted, wanting to kick him away.
"I'm tired, sleep well and be obedient." Did he coax me with kind words? His heart was bubbling, but he hit the bed with his arm, and his head was as hard as a stone.
On the pillow, I couldn't even speak, and I was crying.
After a while, he saw that I didn't react, and realized something was wrong. He turned over and looked at me. Seeing that I was curled up like a big shrimp, he couldn't help but wonder.
"Do you usually sleep in this position?" He patted my back and said dotingly.
"Does it have something to do with you?" I said gritting my teeth, feeling that the veins in my temples were protruding. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo
"Huh?" His voice was full of confusion. I was wondering, but my soft pillow was gone.
"Where is my pillow, the soft one." My resentful voice sounded particularly funny now.
"Oh, do you think that very comfortable seat cushion? It's on my bed." He said casually, what? cushion? This guy won't use it to cushion under his butt, surely, this is not of quality,
The uncultivated guy can't even distinguish a pillow. He is worthy of being an old antique...
"You, have you sat under your butt?" I looked like I was about to cry, although I had already cried...
"Or should I rest under my head?" He said naturally, my thoughts began to be imaginative again. I wonder if he has the hobby of farting often. If there is, it will be over. I have to do one again. Think of this.
I shivered suddenly...
"You are a very thoughtful young man." I muttered and turned over to go to bed. Thinking about having to have such a hard pillow tonight, I felt extremely melancholy. Forget it, I'd better lie flat on the bed.
That would be a hundred times more comfortable than pillowing on this hard thing.
"Come on, take the cushion on my bed." Xia Yetang ordered the guards outside the door, that is, his personal bodyguards.
"Yes." After a while, the cushion was delivered in.
"Give it." Xia Yetang signaled me to pillow under my head. I looked at him awkwardly. The thing he sat under his butt was so embarrassed to let me pillow under my head, speechless...
I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, without any reaction. I really didn't want to pay attention to him, the heartless man...
"I'm lying to you." Seeing that I ignored him, he put his so-called cushion under his head, and I was so angry that I rolled my eyes.
He glanced at me proudly, then closed his eyes and ignored me. I sat on the bed and looked at him fiercely.
I was ruthlessly hung on the bed. Time passed by minute by minute, but he still had no reaction at all. It seemed that he could only support himself...
I used my strength to lift his arm, and I knew he was not asleep, so I let me rush it. I lay comfortably on his arm and smiled with satisfaction.
"It's very enjoyable!!!" His lazy voice sounded in his ears, and there were many treacherous elements...
"It's okay, huh, do you usually wear clothes when sleeping?" I asked him with my head tilted, and after I said it, I felt that it was really nonsense...
"What do you think?" He stared at the ceiling, his tone a little awkward. Maybe I thought too much. Sure enough, he also thought I was talking nonsense...
"Uh, take it off. How uncomfortable it is to wear it. The old man said that he would feel very tired when he sleeps the next day when he is wearing clothes." As I said, I reached out to untie his belt, completely helping the men and women not to get along with each other.
I completely forgot my concept and thought to make him sleep more comfortable. After his hand held my hand, I realized that I was doing something that was easy to make people crazy.
(The update time will be shortened recently, and it won’t be allowed to wait for so long. I am the author himself.)