President Wen Xian's pianist

The person who first applied the skin care product got the promise of the owner of the room and got into the bed quickly. She slept on the right side shyly, turned sideways to the position on the left, and covered half of her face with the quilt.

The quilt is full of someone's mixed fragrance. Just now when Jing Tong came out of the bathroom and bent down to approach her, she accidentally swept into the collar of the other party's hanging pajamas. A beautiful and charming cherry blossom.

You Youyou's mind couldn't calm down, and she thought about the harmonious and beautiful plot of how she shuttled in the snow, and the most damning thing was the scene of Jing Tong who was drunk and planted red flowers in the snow that night. It emerged, driving her to move some discordant thoughts.

The touch of kissing her lips was forcing her rationality to the corner, and the demon stretched out his index finger and hooked her, trying to pull out her most discordant thoughts.

Jingtong felt the strangeness of her little girlfriend, and was a little worried, so she speeded up the smearing action and saved a few bottles of repairing products. After smearing, she went to the left side of the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

"I've turned off the light." Jing Tong was half sitting and half lying down, staring at the back of the half of the head that was only exposed with puzzled eyes.

"Hmm...shut it up." Because half of his face was covered by the quilt, Yuyou's response was deep and muffled.

The switch is at the head of the bed on the left side of Jingtong. She leaned over and turned off all the headlights in the room, leaving the night light under the bed. It was designed at the bottom of the bed not to be too dazzling and affect the quality of sleep. Now it is soft and faint yellow The light turned into a very ambiguous/ambiguous light color in the room.

Gong Jingtong has always been used to lying flat when she sleeps. Basically, she sleeps and wakes up. She doesn't know how to roll over. Although her eyes are closed, her mind is still a little clear, especially when there is a warm glow beside her. temperature, she couldn't fall asleep anytime soon.

Unable to fall asleep, she thought that Youyou had a strange reaction after she got out of the shower, why was she so shy?Or how could she be nervous?

Is it because they haven't slept together for a long time?

He was too focused on guessing his little girlfriend's thoughts, and even Youyou didn't realize when he turned over to face her, and after a while, the other party moved closer to her side, which didn't disturb her thoughts.

Suddenly a weight hung on her side, her closed eyes opened blankly, and what fell into her eyes was a face full of anticipation, with a soft smile on her lips, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Sleeping on a strange bed Can't you?"

"Suddenly remembered that you said you were heavy. I don't look like you. I want to measure it myself." After Jingtong fell asleep, the fragrance that belonged to her became stronger, and her body temperature also drifted towards her. The devil successfully hooked her away , overflowing with such strong emotions, it couldn't stop the body from approaching Jing Tong.

"Now? Not tomorrow?" She was lying down, and she didn't want to get up to go to the bathroom to get on the scale.

"No, this kind of measurement has to be done now. If you don't do it now, you won't be able to do it tomorrow." Yuyou turned over and pressed onto her body little by little, with her hands on her sides, she brought her face closer and raised the corners of her lips.

Um?Why... There is a feeling of ominousness. With the current momentum, Youyou doesn't mean to ask her to be on the scale, but more like... to develop in a rather harmonious and healthy direction.

"It's... what kind of measurement..." The scent of the girl on her body penetrated into her bones, Jingtong realized something, put her palm on her waist, her eyes were hazy, and she was as charming as cherry blossoms.

Consciousness reached a consensus, and the person who was on top of her, Panasonic, leaned down nervously, tapped her lips, and murmured softly, "I will try to give you the most comfortable...experience."

The two lips touched each other tightly, Yuyou dominated the audience, kissed the delicate lips, the soft taste stirred up strong waves, she delicately sucked and kissed every tiny corner, and deepened the kiss at the right moment .

The two lips kissed until they were inseparable, lingering and twitching, the apex of the heart was numb, and that part kept trembling, but kissing alone could not satisfy the itch like an ant bite.

The palm moved from her shoulder to the collar of the pajamas, and her fingertips made a few circles on the top. She felt Jing Tong trembling slightly differently, which undoubtedly encouraged her.She smiled with satisfaction, and the fingers that landed on the pajama buttons flexibly untied the first one quietly.

The night was thick and the time was ripe, Lu Youyou wanted to formally measure whether Gong Jingtong had gained weight.

She repeatedly measured every part of Gongjing's pupils, her palms were quite dexterous, and she could tell whether she was fat or not at all wherever she went.

Arriving at the most important place, Yuyou took the measurement in a leisurely manner. Even if it was the first time to measure someone else, she seemed like a genius in this area, and she was able to do everything with ease.

Lu Youyou never thought that Jing Tong would act like a sheep at the mercy of others, obediently letting the mermaid go.

It's good, the boss in the workplace is a bit serious and sharp, and the Jingtong in life is a bit like a royal sister. Facing the two sides of the Gongjingtong, Youyou feels that he is at a disadvantage and lowered a level.

And in that aspect, she finally got back and surpassed her.

Gradually, the music weaved together by the two resounded in the bedroom. At first, it was light and tender, and the middle part gradually became louder. On the big straight road, at the end of the straight road is a pool of clear spring. The speed of the car has long been lost, the brakes have failed, the car body jumped up, and went straight into the spring water, splashing huge water.

They flew to the clouds at the same time, and hugged each other to see the beautiful peach garden. The peach blossoms in the field were deeply imprinted on their hearts, and they were unforgettable.

Jing Tong breathed rapidly and hugged each other tightly.

The heart of the person above was also beating violently. She pecked and kissed Jingtong's brows, eyes and lips, soothing her gently.

After resting, the bed in the master bedroom was empty, and the two of them moved to the guest room to sleep in a hug.

Jing Tong muttered before falling asleep: "...tomorrow I have to wash the sheets."