The sofa in Xiang Huaizhi's house was very soft, and Jing Huan didn't want to get up as soon as he lay down.

The texture of the clothes is light and thin, and they have long been dyed and scalded by the body temperature of the two. Halfway through the kiss, Jing Huan felt uncomfortable, propped one leg on the ground, and hooked Xiang Huaizhi with the other foot.

Xiang Huaizhi's movements stagnated for a while, and then he kissed harder. Jing Huan's hair was dense and soft, and it was like a feather rubbing in the palm of his hand.

In the end, Jing Huan interrupted the kiss.

He put his hand on Xiang Huaizhi's shoulder and pushed him with some strength, his back arched in embarrassment.

Done.

Kiss on fire.

Jing Huan panted, and with red eyes, she casually found a topic: "Where is the movie?"

Xiang Huaizhi said casually, "The male lead has transformed."

Jing Huan said: "You get up first."

"Don't kiss anymore?" Xiang Huaizhi raised his hand, wiped his lower lip, and called out in a low voice, "Boyfriend."

"..." Jing Huan's back was numb, and she said honestly, "I've also transformed."

Xiang Huaizhi laughed when he heard it, and his low, hoarse laughter was very sexy.

Jing Huan felt that she was crazy, and she felt sexy when she heard and laughed...

Jing Huan bent his elbows to remember, but accidentally bumped into something.

His cheeks flushed red, and he stared blankly at Xiang Huaizhi.

"It's all the same." Xiang Huaizhi said.

Jing Huan was confused for a moment, and his Adam's apple rolled back and forth several times: "Then you or me first?"

Xiang Huai's house has only one bathroom.

Xiang Huaizhi said, "You go first."

Jing Huan nodded casually.

But a few seconds later, Xiang Huaizhi still didn't move. If he didn't move away, Jing Huan couldn't get up without brute force.

Just as Jing Huan was about to ask, he saw the person above him leaning over and asked him in an air voice, "Do you want me to help you?"

Jing Huan was half lying on the sofa, clutching the sofa tightly, wanting to look but not daring to look. In the end he couldn't help lowering his eyes.

Not only did he wear Xiang Huaizhi's clothes, but even the underwear/pants were given by the other party. Although it was new, the style was exactly the same as what Xiang Huaizhi was wearing now.

In the end, Jing Huan was sweating profusely.

Xiang Huaizhi knelt down on the sofa, took out two wet tissues from his side, and wiped their hands: "It's dirty, I'll go get new clothes."

Jing Huan leaned on the sofa for two minutes, then raised his wrist to cover his eyes.

After doing this, the contact between them became a bit unscrupulous. After changing into new clothes, Jing Huan returned to the sofa, leaning against Xiang Huaizhi to play with his mobile phone.

Tonight's lol semi-final just happened to catch up with the last game, which was the domestic team's game. Xiang Huaizhi projected the game directly on the TV, and ordered some fruits.

Xiang Huaizhi was not interested in the game. He didn't bring a hand, and there was only a tabletop at home. He didn't want to return to the room by himself. He simply took Jing Huan's computer to use it.

Jing Huan's head was biased towards his end. He saw that he was opening his friend list, and asked with a dumb smile: "Check my friend, brother?"

Xiang Huaizhi saw that his group was changed, and from "haha" to "brother".

He just wanted to send a message to Chun Xiao, let her start the mission of gang construction next week, and heard the words: "Well, give it to check it?"

"It's over." Jing Huan stretched out his hand to cover Huaizhi's separate grouping, "I finally found it ..."

Xiang Huai's tolerance was unbearable, holding the computer, and hooked the person over the other hand.

The mobile phone on the table kept constantly, because the discussion group was re -pulled back, and before the news was too disturbed, each message would prompt a sound, and the noisy Jinghuan had to pick it up.

Lu Wenhao: [Photo] My clothes are picky.

Lu Wenhao: How do you look at my shoes? 【photo】

Lu Wenhao: Broadcasting will be broadcast tomorrow [shy]

Lu Wenhao: Gao Zixiang has bought it, thanks for sharing.

buy what?

Jing Huan pondered it for a moment, and then fell back suddenly -Gao Zixiang only shared one thing today.

Xiaojing: involved in yellow, reported.

Gao Zixiang: Well, the little girl is so pitiful, so online dating is not reliable, most of which are men like Lu Wenhao.

Lu Wenhao:? What happened to me? I like her, she likes me, isn't it normal for men and women to communicate in one step?

Gao Zixiang: As soon as met, thought about that stall. Do you like it? You are his body! You are cheap!

Lu Wenhao: Cao, although I just met, but we talked about a few months of love, OK?

Gao Zixiang: Online dating is also loved?

Xiao Jing: Of course, for it? Intersection

Gao Zixiang:?

Lu Wenhao: Although, but the 20 -year -old spirit guy should not participate in our discussion, thank you!

Grass.

Who is single for twenty years?

Lao Tzu took off the order, now watching the game with her boyfriend.

Jing Huan turned on the mobile phone keyboard and just called "Who said I was single", paused, and deleted the words again.

He didn't mind, but he had to take care of Xiang Huaizhi.

Little scenery: rolling.

Xiang Huaizhi was discussed with Chunxiao's medicine field, and a phone call suddenly picked in.

He opened it and ordered an free mention.

"Xiang, are you finished?" The voice of a middle -aged woman sounded, and there was a collision of mahjong behind.

Jing Huan played the mobile phone and looked back at him with conditions, and the response was arrested as he was caught.

Xiang Huai said: "No, I don't go back yet, live in the house in Linshan for a few days."

Xiang Mom, asked, "How many days do you live?"

Xiang Huaizhi was silent and looked at the people around him.

Jing Huan: "?"

"Uncle and auntie go to the hot spring for a few days?" Xiang Huaizhi asked.

Jing Huan was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and slowly raised her hand, compared with three.

Xiang Huaizhi laughed: "Three days."

The mahjong sound stopped and asked his mother, "Are there anyone around you?"

"Um."

"Who?"

I don't know if it was the illusion of Jing Huan, he even felt a trace of excitement in his mother's voice.

"He ..." Xiang Huaizhi looked nervous, and he changed his mouth to his mouth. "He was shy, let's talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Huan finally dared to say: "You have to live here for three days?"

"Look at you, do you want to go back?" Xiang Huaizhi asked.

Jing Huan asked: "What do you say?"

Jing Huan blushed his ears and continued to bow his head to play with his mobile phone. After a while, he suddenly murmured: "I like your body, I'm not a good person ..."

There is only one bedroom in Xianghuai's house.

In the evening, Jing Huan was lying on the bedroom bed, feeling even the smell of Huaizhi's pillow.

Xiang Huaizhi turned on the TV, lay onto the bed, and just wanted to talk to her boyfriend again, and saw Jing Huan closed his head side by side, and he had fallen asleep.

He stared at it for a while, thinking of the man just covering the computer screen, the bottom of his heart was so soft, and finally leaned down and kissed the corner of his mouth. He said gently in his ear: "Good night."

When Jing Huan woke up, he was being held.

He froze, turned his head to look at the person with closed eyes on his side, and his sleepiness dissipated instantly.

When did he fall asleep? Intersection

Grass, the first time he lay on his boyfriend's bed ... he fell asleep?

Jing Huan was angry, put together to Huaizhi, and then stretched out his hand slowly, and took the mobile phone in the bedside table.

As a result, the screen was scared at all, and the screen was full of WeChat messages. It could not be finished in one page. It was Lu Wenhao's discussion group.

He still remembers that Lu Wenhao was going to face the foundation today.

So anxious ... was it fairy/person/jump?

Jing Huan opened WeChat with the idea of ​​​​going to the police/station to find people by plane. As a result, he flipped through the chat records for a long time, but couldn't find the key points. Lu Wenhao swiped ten pages of crying emojis.

Xiaojing: Posting so many emojis, you don’t need money for traffic?

Lu Wenhao: Huh.

Lu Wenhao: I'm dying, you still care about that little traffic.

Xiaojing: Say something.

Lu Wenhao was full of emotion, and sent three voices that lasted for one minute in a row.

Xiaojing: can't hear you, you are typing.

Gao Zixiang: Where are you?

Xiaojing: On the bed, just got up.

Gao Zixiang: Why can't you listen in bed?

Jing Huan was stunned, pursed his lips and typed.

Xiaojing: Well, I'm too lazy to listen and type.

Lu Wenhao: You have no heart. I just came back from Ji and I'm now at the station preparing to go home.

Xiaojing: It's only eleven o'clock in the morning, and you're done with your face? Was jumped by an immortal/human/jump?

Lu Wenhao: [smiles] I want to be okay with you.

Xiaojing: Is it a man again?

Lu Wenhao: No, female, the photo looks the same as the real person.

Xiaojing: Oh, then bless you.

Lu Wenhao: It is 34 years old on the identity/identity/certificate, divorced, and brought his son.

Xiaojing:  …

Jing Huan held the phone, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Lu Wenhao: I killed someone in my last life? Or set fire?

Jing Huan held back her laughter until her stomach hurt, she couldn't help it, her shoulders trembled.

Xiaojing: It's okay, brother, anyway, this time it's a woman... Then what? You've got to ask, if... someone else isn't divorced, you'd better stop messing around.

Lu Wenhao: I bought her son an electric toy car, taught him to do his homework for winter vacation, and then ran away while his mother was taking a shower.

Lu Wenhao: She told me she was eighteen years old.

Lu Wenhao: I questioned her, and she said that every girl is eighteen years old, and she also said that I don't understand a woman's heart.

Jing Huan laughed twice, and heard a sentence behind him.

"What are you laughing at?"

Jing Huan stopped typing and raised his head: "Did I wake you up?"

"No." Xiang Huaizhi closed his eyes sleepily, lowered his head to rest on his forehead, his voice hoarse, "What's wrong?"

Jing Huan handed the phone to him.

After Xiang Huaizhi read it, he snorted and felt that something was wrong. He retracted his smile and asked seriously, "What should I do then?"

"It's okay, he just owes his life the beating. This is the second time. Once again, he can always quit online dating." Jing Huan took back the phone and comforted Lu Wenhao as he spoke.

Xiaojing: Just don’t fall in love online in the future.

Lu Wenhao: I have a few nets!

Lu Wenhao: Shit, I'm crazy now. I don't think any woman is normal.

Lu Wenhao: Now the babbling in the game is either a shemale or an aunt!

Lu Wenhao: [Picture] Like this.

Seeing the game characters in the picture clearly, Jing Huan's smile froze.

The picture is the little sweet scene hanging in Penglai Wonderland.

Lu Wenhao: Oh, you probably don't know him. I've heard it for you before.

Xiaojing: ?

Xiaojing: Her voice is not too loud, is it?

Lu Wenhao: Typing, she also likes to make facial expressions. You didn't see her talking to her husband...it's boring.

Lu Wenhao: My eyes see too much, let me tell you, Xiao Tianjing is 99% male! The more I think about it now, the more I think his voice is like a voice changer! Blind guess 34-year-old middle-aged uncle!

Lu Wenhao: I spent a lot of money when I wanted to marry him! Heart yearning is worse than me! I found comfort!

Xiaojing: ?

Xiaojing: comfort you [horse head]

Xiaojing: Get out of here.