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Ji Wenliang has changed, and he no longer knows him.

Feng Che lay on the bed thinking this way.

In the past, this person always wanted to sleep in his arms, why did he suddenly want to separate and cover the quilt these few days?Still not letting him touch?

Feng Che turned Ji Wenliang's body over so that he faced him, then pulled his arm up and put it around his waist.

Make it look like he's holding himself.

Pitiful!

But the good times didn't last long, and after a while, Ji Wenliang in his sleep murmured that he was hot, put his arms to push him away, turned over, and went back to the bed.

"Why don't you hug me to sleep?"

Feng Che couldn't bear it that night, and asked with a cold face.

"It's too hot, I can't sleep when we hug each other," Ji Wenliang said with an innocent look on his face, "Besides, are you lucky? I think you're so hot."

Feng Che didn't have good kungfu, he practiced Yang kung fu.

That's the fault of the weather, who made it so hot.

Weather, change it!

And what does that disgusting expression of yours mean?

Hug me when it's cold, throw me aside when it's hot, change... can't be changed.

The leader can neither change the weather nor the wife of the leader.

So... disappeared for a few days, and then came back one night.

Ji Wenliang was fast asleep, breathing gently and slowly, his eyelashes were thick and dense.

Seeing that Feng Che liked it very much, he secretly kissed her.

This kiss can't stop.

Ji Wenliang was woken up by him, and said in a daze, "You're back."

Feng Che gave a cold hum, and continued to kiss.

Having not done intimate things for many days, Ji Wenliang was a little moved by his kiss, and opened his body softly.

It wasn't until the third day that something was wrong.

Ji Wenliang groped Feng Che's body and asked suspiciously, "Hey? Why are you so cold?"

It's so comfortable to hold.

Oh, you just found out.

Feng Che pushed away his hand, turned over, and turned his back to him.

"I practiced a new martial art."

The kind that can be refrigerated, are you envious?

Ji Wenliang looked at his stubborn back.

"You're angry?"

I am a majestic leader, how could I be angry about such a trivial matter.

"Don't be angry, I'll just hug you and sleep."

I believe your nonsense.

"Don't be angry, look, I'm holding you."

Isn't that because I can refrigerate?

Feng Che snorted in his heart, but still hugged Ji Wenliang's waist.

(End of the article)

The author has something to say:

So, this article is over. For more than a year, I stumbled all the way, joy or distress, loss or surprise, all turned into crutches to move forward, and will support me to go on.

I thought it would be easy or joyful to write the words "full text", but I didn't expect that the people in the book would accompany me through the last period of my study life in the dormitory. , a bedroom, an empty classroom, or a roaring train, at the moment when I stop writing, all of them become the past.

A book, like a boat, runs from the source to the sea, and the readers are the travelers on the boat, long distance, short distance... how many people come and go, whether silent or leave a few words, I want to say thank you, because This memory we share.

What I should be most grateful for is you, who have repeatedly changed, revised and revised, and sometimes admire your perseverance, and can accompany me and the people in the book to come here.

Perhaps in the vast sea of ​​books, we will meet again.

Goodbye, stranger, I wish you all the best, peace and joy.

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