Zhen Mingbitterly made three chapters with her to make sure that she would no longer use charm to lure him into sin, so he went to bed nervously, wrapped it tightly in the quilt, lay straight and stiff, closed his eyes, and got rid of all distractions.

Just as he was a little sleepy and about to fall asleep, Zhang whispered on the side: "Xianggong, tell me a story, I can't sleep." ”

Zhen Ming opened his eyes bitterly, and scolded like thunder: "Tell a story, are you a little girl!" I can't sleep yet! I was just a little sleepy and woke up by you again! Did you mean it! It's endless! I've got up early tomorrow! Also, I'll say one last time, don't call me Xianggong again! I'm Frost's father-in-law! ”

He didn't know whether to be angry with her or himself, and glared at her fiercely.

Zhang looked back at him pitifully.

Zhen Mingku's fearlessness about this woman was simply helpless, upset, and he couldn't wait to beat her buttocks, and as soon as the thought came to mind, he couldn't help but float in his mind the wonderful scene of his palm slapping on her upright buttocks and shaking like a pudding.

I have to admit that he likes the touch that fills him with happiness and the crisp crackle of slapping on her buttocks, but this is immoral, I'm sorry for Ling Shuang, and I'm sorry for this hateful woman.

After several tosses, whenever he wanted to fall asleep, she always had endless reasons to wake him up and let him talk to her, just not to let him fall asleep.

"Zhen Lang, I'm so cold, this quilt is too thin, I want your one."

didn't let her call Xianggong, she immediately changed to an equally intimate title, he had to change the quilt cover with her, and after a while, she would say again: "It's better to change it back, this one is even more unwarm." ”

After a while, she said, "Why is it that if you cover it, it will be warm, but I won't?" You help me warm up and then change it back. ”

Zhen swore bitterly that if he wasn't afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself and do something out of the ordinary to her, he would definitely swell her upright and seductive ass, definitely not a joke.

Finally tossed until the rain gradually stopped in the middle of the night, the thunder stopped, she finally stopped, and gradually fell asleep, Zhen Mingku heard her slight snoring, and couldn't help but look back at her.

This glance made him stunned.

The way she slept, so quiet, completely without the willful coquettishness that drove him crazy just now, and without the naughty eyes that deliberately teased him, he dared to carefully look at this stunning little goblin who kept saying that he still loved him.

What Ling Shuang gave him was a sense of distance that rejected people thousands of miles away, while what Zhang gave him was an incomparably intimate and relaxed joy.

Her beauty is quiet, gentle, and non-lethal and feminine, Ling Shuang is also beautiful, but it is thorny and cold, compared to Ling Shuang, the woman in front of him is indeed more like the type he likes.

Thinking of her repeated teasing of him and wanting to lure him into a beastly little cunning, it is definitely against her heart to say that she is not impressed.

Maybe it's really the quilt is too thin, just because he is used to marching and fighting, and he is used to the cold, and the quilt in winter is also thin and can be carried over, but Zhang's can't stand the cold, just now he tossed and moved, and he won't feel cold, and now as soon as he falls asleep, his body begins to curl up in a ball, shivering in the quilt.

There was no heating in the room, and the temperature in early spring was still a few degrees below zero, and he saw that she couldn't resist the cold, so he couldn't help but cover her with the quilt on his body, and he took a shirt and draped it over himself, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep......

……

When he opened his eyes again, it was already morning.

What caught his eye was Zhang's pair of bright eyes that could talk, staring at him intently, his eyes flashing with a playful light, he didn't react for a while, Zhang's chuckled charmingly: "Villain, you're awake." ”

He suddenly had a stir, and the little sleepiness that had been left disappeared immediately, and he suddenly realized that she was lying on his chest at this time.

And he could feel that one of her slippery legs was on his waist, and the leg bend was just right to clamp a certain hard part of him, which fit perfectly.

It's a goddamn pillar of optimus.

He soon realized that something even more surprising to him was that he was covered with the same quilt that had been on her last night, and that she was the same one when he had fallen asleep the previous night.

At some point, the two of them covered themselves under a quilt.

His sober mind realized one thing, this woman was not wearing any clothes, and he remembered that she had clearly put on his cotton shirt last night.

She was now in physical contact with him without any barriers.

He quickly figured out another question, why could he feel that she was not dressed? Because he didn't wear it either, he didn't even have the only pants to cover his face.

Otherwise, he wouldn't feel the smoothness of her beautiful legs so clearly.

He also found that his hand was holding a certain soft and abnormal thing at some point, and subconsciously pinched it, full of elasticity, and the palm of his hand matched the soft arc strangely, as if it was specially created by the Creator for his hand.

The "marshmallow" at the top began to slowly stand up.

He watched Zhang's pretty face gradually turn red, lying on his chest, biting his red lip, looking at him fixedly, but he didn't mean to dodge at all.

Zhen Mingku's mind involuntarily came up with the words "Ren Jun picking", and finally came to his senses, pushed her away violently, struggled out of the entanglement of her beautiful legs with supreme willpower, got out of the quilt in embarrassment, fell out of bed, wrapped a fig leaf around his waist, and watched Zhang's prank succeed, giggling appearance, and suddenly surged into her quilt, crushing her under her body, and slashing fiercely.

With great difficulty, he suppressed the fiery thought, turned his back to her, hurriedly put on his shirt and trousers, and looked up at the window, where it was already dark and the rain had stopped.

"When you wake up, go back to your room."

What he was most afraid of now was that when Ling Shuang woke up, he found that Zhang's was in his room, and when the time came, he couldn't argue, and he couldn't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River, and suddenly he was a little strange why he agreed to Zhang's absurd request last night.

The rosy on Zhang's face was still unsubsidy, extremely attractive, staring at him charmingly, and asked with an interesting face: "Are you afraid that Ling Shuang will find out?" She came early in the morning, and I opened the door for her, and I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I was not embarrassed to disturb you. ”

"W-what!" Zhen Mingku, looking back in horror.

Seeing his funny appearance, Zhang's laughter trembled, "Lie to you, I won't open the door for her!" ”

Zhen Mingku felt that he had completely fallen into the disadvantage, and was led by this woman's nose, his face sank, "Don't hurry up!" ”