Ling Yuzheng was taking a bath in the bathroom, while Shen Weiqing was lying on the bed and swiping her phone.

It was past twelve o'clock, and the group of international students was lively at the moment. Everyone chatted enthusiastically and shared a lot of photos.

Someone posted a group photo of a party. Xu Zhiyang was sitting in the middle of the sofa, with no expression of joy or anger on his face. Sitting next to him was the girl who came to look for Shen Weiqing. From the conversations of the students, Shen Weiqing knew that The girl's name, Su Zhi.

On the upper right of the photo, Jiang Xiyan stood with a reluctant face.

She was squeezed to the farthest position from Xu Zhiyang. In the photo, she couldn't help but look in Xu Zhiyang's direction, but at the end of her line of sight, Xu Zhiyang didn't notice her.

Or rather, he didn't look at anyone.

Although he was in a lively atmosphere, Shen Weiqing saw a sense of loneliness in his eyes.

Ling Yuzheng did exactly as he said, he came out of the shower very soon. When he came out, Shen Weiqing was still holding up his mobile phone, looked at Su Zhi, then looked at Xu Zhiyang, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Xiyan's face, and sighed softly Take a breath.

He stood by the bed, wiping his hair with a towel, and under the large bathrobe was his tall and muscular body.

"What? My husband wants to spend the holiday with you, but you are still staring at other men's photos in a daze. Aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"

Shen Weiqing was indeed looking at the photos of Xu Zhiyang and the others, but what she was thinking about was whether he would like Jiang Xiyan.

The girl Jiang Xiyan looked careless and didn't care about anything, but Shen Weiqing could tell that she really liked Xu Zhiyang.

It was precisely because of this that Shen Weiqing was worried that if Xu Zhiyang rejected her, it would be a big blow to her.

Shen Weiqing put away her mobile phone, smiled, got up and got out of bed and put on her shoes: "Why are you so angry, the person I love the most is you, and he is not you."

After finishing speaking, she secretly raised the corners of her mouth, then naturally took the hair dryer from the bathroom, plugged it in skillfully, and gave Ling Yuzheng a look.

Ling Yuzheng looked at her, sitting obediently by the bed, allowing her to blow-dry her hair, with a satisfied smile on her face.

Why use cute to describe it?

Because at this moment, Mr. Ling, who has always been aggressive outside and not easy to get close to, was comforted by his fiancée, classmate Shen Weiqing, as well-behaved as a big wolf dog wagging its tail.

Blowing and blowing, someone's hands began to be dishonest. While Shen Weiqing was playing with her hair with one hand and holding a hair dryer in the other, she stretched out her big evil hand on Shen Weiqing's waist through a soft nightdress, He squeezed and squeezed maliciously.

"Baby, tell me again, who is your favorite?"

While Shen Weiqing was leaning forward to blow on the top of her head for him, Ling Yuzheng directly stretched out his hands and put his arms around her waist. In this position, his head could be firmly buried in her chest, while rubbing against her, he deliberately asked again and again. road.

"······Ling Yuzheng! If you move around, blow it yourself!"

Shen Weiqing rolled her eyes, and blew on his face with the hair dryer in her hand. After breaking free from his embrace, she curled her lips, put down the hair dryer, turned around and went back to the bed, and lay down on her own, pretending to be asleep.

But within a few seconds, the quilt on the head was pulled away, and a tall body was pressed on Shen Weiqing's body.

Ling Yuzheng supported her body with both hands to cover her body, pinched Shen Weiqing's chin with one hand, and made her look at him, the breathing became heavy, and Shen Weiqing swallowed nervously.

"Ling..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Yuzheng's kisses came overwhelmingly. While kissing, he controlled her hands that kept pushing back.

Ling Yuzheng didn't let go until he felt that the struggle of the person under him gradually diminished and he began to respond jerkyly. The next second, a pair of soft arms climbed helplessly around his neck.

"Baby, I love you the most, are you ready?"

Ling Yuzheng's voice has long been hoarse, but thinking of the photos on Shen Weiqing's phone just now, he still resisted to tease her.

Knowing that Shen Weiqing has always been shy about such things, he insisted on asking her to speak up.

Shen Weiqing blushed, and wanted to turn her head to ignore him, but his chin was imprisoned by him, and her deep eyes just stared at her motionlessly, as if trying to see through her.

The other hand didn't rest either.

Shen Weiqing clenched her teeth, enduring the itchy and numb feeling, her face was flushed, but she didn't let go.

"What a stubborn girl..."

In the end, it was Ling Yuzheng who compromised, sighed helplessly, and started his violent attack.

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