Dressed As the Male Protagonist’s Stepsister

At the beginning of the movie, Yu Qian instantly entered the state and stared at the big screen with all her attention.

Jiang Zheng looked at Yu Qian who was close at hand, and his heart was itchy. Why didn't this silly girl choose to sit on the sofa?

In this way, they can get very close, not like now, Jiang Zheng felt a little resentful in his heart.

At this time, Yu Qian's brain has been flooded with movies, and the space of the home theater is small, but relatively, the visual and auditory effects are superb.

And there is no cries of children, no whispers of lovers, no ringtones of people's mobile phones, and no heads from time to time in the front row! It's better than any time she's ever experienced going to a movie theater!

Compared to Yu Qian's concentration, Jiang Zheng seemed a little lacking in interest. At first, he was worried that Yu Qian would discuss with him, and reluctantly watched it for a few minutes, but later found that Yu Qian liked to watch it by himself, so he simply connected the screen to the screen. Too lazy to stare.

According to him, watching this anime is better than watching Ultraman.

Jiang Zheng leaned back in the chair, tilted his head and looked at Yu Qian, the surroundings were dark, only the light from the screen reflected on Yu Qian's face.

From his angle, he could clearly see the messy hair on Yu Qian's head, her eyes flickering brightly, as if a star was flashing. Yu Qian's nose is not very straight, but it looks very small and delicate. Down...is the lips.

Yu Qian laughed out loud from time to time, and the two lips also opened slightly, sometimes closed, Jiang Zheng's throat moved, and his eyes were fixed on her lips, and he really wanted to explore it for himself.

Jiang Zheng tilted his head and tilted his body in Yu Qian's direction, leaning over little by little.

He smelled the bubblegum again, and the sound of his heart beat over the sound of the movie in the room. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists on his legs.

near, near.

It was just a little bit before he could lean on Yu Qian's shoulder. Wouldn't someone suddenly come out and make trouble? His door is unlocked! Don't let anyone come in!

Fortunately, no one came in to make trouble until he put his head on Yu Qian's shoulder.

Jiang Zheng felt the body under his head suddenly froze, and he hooked the corners of his mouth wanton, but the sweat on his palms revealed his mood as if mocking.

Jiang Zheng stretched out a hand, rested his elbow on the armrest between the two to maintain balance, and rested his head on Yu Qian's shoulder gently. He turned his head gently, and a strand of Yu Qian's hair fell on him. His face became itchy in an instant.

Since Jiang Zheng leaned on her shoulders, Yu Qian froze instantly, all kinds of thoughts flashed in her mind. In the end there was only one thought left.

- Don't women usually put their heads on the shoulders of men? If Jiang Zheng did this, wouldn't she be able to kiss him by tilting her head?

What to do, do you want to push him away now? Or let him rely on it?

Although she didn't really dislike Jiang Zheng's action, it bothered her too much to watch the movie.

Yu Qian was so entangled that even the movie couldn't attract her.

In the whole room, only the movie was still walking with the progress bar. The two of them seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and neither dared to speak first to break the silence.

In the end, Yu Qian couldn't help it anymore. It was very difficult for her to maintain this position, and her waist began to feel sore.

She stretched her fingers up and down, and after repeated several times, Yu Qian firmly pushed Jiang Zheng's head with her hand.

"Get up soon, my shoulders are sore."

Jiang Zheng felt the messy hand on top of his head, and held it up with some regret, and then looked at Yu Qian teasingly: "Then why don't I give you a massage?"

"Don't!" In order to prevent Jiang Zheng from saying anything else, Yu Qian quickly added, "Don't disturb me watching the movie!"

Seeing Yu Qian's resolute attitude, Jiang Zheng could only suppress his heart that was about to move.

In a two-hour movie, neither of them were satisfied with what they watched. Yu Qian was a little angry. After a good movie, she didn't even bother to watch it after being tricked by Jiang Zheng.

The screen turned black, and the room was completely dark, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

"Even a tree has found its guardian spirit. When can I have a girlfriend? What do you think? Little fish." There was a trace of grievance in Jiang Zheng's deliberately lowered voice.

Jiang Zheng was talking about the content of the movie he just watched. Yu Qian's face instantly turned red when she heard him say such words in such a low voice.

Fortunately, the surrounding darkness prevented her from completely throwing away her armor and armor.

Yu Qian was both dry and flustered. Instead of answering, she asked another question: "I saw several retracted messages on WeChat today. What did you retract?"

Jiang Zheng: "..." He didn't really want to answer this question.

Feeling Jiang Zheng's silence, Yu Qian became more and more curious, and couldn't help asking, "Is it a photo again?"

Now the embarrassed person has become Jiang Zheng, and he said bluntly: "You answered my question, and I will tell you what I posted last night."

The two stared at each other silently in the dark, neither of them said a word.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Qian stood up quietly and wanted to walk towards the door, but she took a step, but accidentally stepped on Jiang Zheng's outstretched calf, and they both screamed in unison.

Jiang Zheng was hurt by being stepped on, and Yu Qian fell forward because her center of gravity was unstable.

Hearing Yu Qian's scream, Jiang Zheng was taken aback. He didn't care about his legs, he stood up suddenly, and wanted to help Yu Qian up by feeling.

As soon as her hand touched Yu Qian, she felt that the touch was not right...not her shoulders, not her waist. Soft, some Q bombs.

"Crack." Yu Qian waved her hands violently, and opened the hands on her buttocks, her face was blushing and blood was about to drip, "Jiang! Zheng! Where are you touching your hands!"

Hearing Yu Qian's scolding, Jiang Zheng's heart was beating like thunder, and there seemed to be a trace of tactile sensation left in the palm of his hand, which made people unforgettable.

Yu Qian hurriedly got up from the ground and didn't dare to walk away. She said a little embarrassedly, "You haven't turned on the light yet!"

Jiang Zheng, who was reminiscing about it, just woke up, and quickly fumbled for the remote control on the chair, all the lights were on. Just after entering the light from darkness, Yu Qian covered her eyes with her hands a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Zheng had an uncontrollable smile on his face, looked at Yu Qian carefully and said, "Are you alright, did you get hurt anywhere?"

Yu Qian got used to it, put her hand down, and looked at the smiling face a little annoyed, her voice was low, "It's not hurt."

This room is covered with carpets, and it doesn't hurt much if he falls, but Jiang Zheng.

Yu Qian: "Are your feet okay?"

"It's alright." Jiang Zheng shook his head indifferently, with a big smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth. If he could get this benefit by being stepped on, he wouldn't mind Yu Qian stepping on him a few more times.

Speaking of which, the time he just touched was too short, he only felt the softness under his hand, and he didn't realize more. Jiang Zheng rubbed his fingers regretfully.

Seeing Jiang Zheng's aftertaste, Yu Qian was angry and ashamed, and could not wait to give him a few slaps in the face, but she finally chose to escape like a little snail, and said hello to him casually without looking back. Run directly out of Jiang's house.

Yu Qian ran into the room in a hurry.

"Ahhh!"

Yu Qian covered herself in the quilt and screamed in a low voice. Sure enough, she shouldn't go out today! This is good, even the **** was touched.