Chenxing opened her eyes lazily and could vaguely make out a figure wandering around in the bedroom. She turned over and continued to sleep.
When I woke up again, I smelled the fragrance of tea.
He touched his body, not a warm water tank, but dry sheets. He lazily opened his fluffy sleepy eyes, tilted his head, hugged the pillow and looked at the balcony like a lazy pig.
The man is wearing beige home clothes, with a tablet on his lap, a cup of tea in his left hand, and is looking at something on the tablet with his head down.
She tried hard to open her mouth, but found that her throat was dry and hoarse. "What time is it?"
Well, it's not dry hoarseness, it's hoarseness.
Last night...well, I screamed too loudly, leaving behind sequelae.
"You can sleep for another hour."
"Cough cough... cough cough..." Chenxing felt that his throat was uncomfortable and coughed hard several times.
Gu Shaocheng's eyes drifted over slightly, with a smile on his lips: "Were you too tired last night?"
Chenxing pouted and ignored him.
There were footsteps in the bedroom. He put down his tablet and walked over with tea. When Chenxing noticed it, the man was kneeling on one knee by the bed, passing the tea cup to her mouth and whispering softly.
The coaxing: "Take a sip and clear your throat."
"It's all your fault." She protested.
His chin was slightly raised, and he couldn't wait for her to drink it himself. Gu Shaocheng had already taken a sip of water and put it on his raised little lips. The aroma of the tea was mixed with his masculine scent. Chenxing opened his eyes wide and experienced the slippery feeling.
Liquid in the throat.
The sweetness of the water was a little bit bitter. She didn't like drinking tea, but she couldn't stop the intrusion of the liquid. Her tongue avoided it, but she was forced to struggle with it.
The slightly scalding water in the mouth heats up more and more, rising higher and higher, and it boils completely as the lips and tongue are entangled like fire.
It was a boiling fire of love.
The man who was free had only one thought in his mind. He put down the tea cup, took off his beige home clothes, and threw it casually on the carpet. Then he slowly leaned down, deliberately slowing down his movements, and opened her vagina.
Body.
Chenxing raised her fluffy eyes and bit his shoulder in revenge: "I'm tired."
"I did morning classes, and I didn't ask you to exercise."
"But every time I am more tired than you..." It's so unfair.
He didn't care, he made meticulous movements, attacked bit by bit, Chenxing gently pushed her shoulders, but Gu Shaocheng's casual words made her completely accept him.
"You don't want to have children anymore?"
Think about it! I’ve even dreamed about it, but my stomach doesn’t live up to expectations.
Chenxing groaned, grabbing the sheets with both hands, twisting them, and then finally thought of something, and said belatedly: "It's not the ovulation period."
But at that time, the man's breath was already disordered. He grabbed her jade legs with deep and shallow impacts, and folded them into the position he liked. Chenxing glared at him with blushing cheeks, and in exchange for his evil intentions, Lang succeeded.
laugh.
"Morning s-e-x, this is a right that I should enjoy every day, just like I have to brush my teeth in the morning. This has nothing to do with ovulation, little idiot, do you understand?"
Spend time with your loved ones and do happy things. Life is short, so take pleasure in the moment.
Well, he always had a bunch of reasons, but the price was that she slept again until noon, took a shower and went downstairs. In the yard, the man looked like an emperor, holding a thick German version of
He was flipping through the pages of a classic book in a serious manner, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. For those who didn't know, I probably thought he was a university professor.