Sure enough, is he still too anxious?

Standing in place, watching his hand quietly, holding and loosening tightly. He really didn't know what to do. He even had a little grievance. Yesterday, he had a resignation with him. Now it is him. Is it wrong?

Before he wanted to understand, footsteps came from the corner in front. He thought it was Liu Liu or Song Yang to wash, rubbing the corners of his eyes subconsciously, he was ready to turn around. Look.

But before turning around, was suddenly pinched right wrist-

Fu Ci came back again.

Holding the hot kettle in the hand, added a little hot water to his basin, then pressed his hand in and soaked. Press in.

After finishing my hands, Fu Ci gave people a pot of warm water, which made people wash their faces.

Pray to feel the warmth of the warmth on his face, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help the emotions in his heart. The collar and kissed up.

He wanted to determine whether Fu Ci was intentionally alienated him.

Without the rejection of imagination, Fu Ci tightened the body at the beginning of the condition, and soon, it was very natural to support the backbone of the words with his hand, bowed his head and kissed.

This is a dead end next to the sink. If someone approaches, it will not find what the two are doing as soon as possible. At most, you can only see the overlapping corners.

In his mouth, with the mint smell after just brushing his teeth, it eroded a little bit. This kiss was originally the initiative to pray for the initiative, but soon the resignation would be the anti -guest.

The kiss was more fierce than him. The plunder in his bones showed to the fullest at this moment, praying that he was pressed against the edge of the pool, and his waist was sore and painful.

A few minutes later, Song Yang had a vague conversation with Liu Liu, letting prayers return to God from the nearly suffocating lingering lingering. , Said that it can be over.

Fu Ci opened him, and looked at the eyes of the people in his arms again, and couldn't help bowing his head and kissed people fiercely. "Is this a good morning kiss?"

Pray to feel the strength of his waist tightly, and the concern was disappeared, and he kissed the corner of his mouth, "Well, is it."

In the direct response, he dare to guarantee that if there are no other people in the dormitory, it is impossible for him to let him go easily.

It should be that he thought too much.

The four were cleaned up and prepared to go to class each. But before going out, Fu Ci asked Liu Liu to go to help them order breakfast first. He had something to do with Qi Yan.

Liu Liu did not doubt him and took Song Yang.

The two of them were left in the bedroom.

Watching Fu Ci walked towards him, thinking about what, he took a step back very freely.

With the temper of remarks, it is really possible to deliberately take away the two of him.

Before he came up with a solution, his right hand was grabbed and spread out, and he crowded his hand cream to his palm, doubting: "What kind of Hu Lai? I just want to apply the hand cream for you."

I blushed when I prayed, and secretly said that I was crooked recently, and my thoughts became more and more outrageous.

The dictation is very detailed, but the strange thing is that Fu Ci does not pay attention to the joints and fingertips as usual, but gently massage his palm, and only apply him in the right hand ...

Thinking of this, the hot and sticky touch of last night seemed to stay in the palm of his hand, making him consciously curled up his fingers, trying to drive away the feeling of shame.

Fu Ci noticed that he wanted to shrink his hand back, his hands were forceful, and frowned: "Wait for the meeting, let the hand cream absorb."

He found that the palm of his words was really red, no wonder it hurts.

Fu Ci looked at these fair and slender hands. I do n’t know how the momentum was a bit sluggish. "Pray, I did it too much last night."

If you're drunk, you can really do anything stupid. Not only did you almost rip off Qi Yan's clothes, but also bit the back of your neck, and even took someone to help him half-forced...

The more Fu Ci thought about it, the more annoyed he became. This was the reason why he didn't dare to face Qi Yan for the first time in the morning. He could still remember that Qi Yan was trapped under him and said aggrievedly that his hands were sore, so he should hurry up.

Qi Yan looked at Fu Ci with an air of not daring to look at him when he did something wrong. He understood everything, hesitated for a while, and asked, "How did you feel last night? Do you like it?"

Fu Ci was stunned. He didn't expect Qi Yan to ask so straightforwardly. His ears were a little red, and he hesitated, "I like..."

I like it very much.

Even when Qi Yan called his name this morning, he couldn't help but his heart beat faster and he was thinking wildly.

He felt that he was really sick, and his whole heart fell on Qi Yan, but he didn't dare to reveal all his thoughts, for fear of scaring people.

After all, he is still an intern, and he must perform well, step by step.

Thinking of this, Fu Ci kissed Qi Yan's fingertips distressedly, and said carefully: "If something like last night happens again, you will kick me hard, don't hold back, I will definitely wake up."

He also wanted to give Qiyan a few more tricks, so the person in front of him curled his lips, leaned over to his ear, and lowered his voice: "But, I also like it very much."

After speaking, he tilted his head and kissed his profile affectionately.

After Fu Ci reacted, his heart was beating wildly, as if he was setting off fireworks, and it was about to explode.

But before he could say anything, Qi Yan had walked around him to the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and said solemnly: "Let's go, I'm going to be late for class."

There is no trace of the deliberately provocative look just now.

Fu Ci couldn't be hooked, he stretched out his long arm and pressed against the door, the door that had just been opened slammed shut, and then, step by step, forced the person to stick to the door panel, bowed his head and kissed it fiercely.

The consequence of the nonsense was that both of them were almost late, and Qi Yan almost stepped on the bell to enter the classroom.