Chapter 1190: I Made the Scumbag Cry Bitterly for Those Years (60)
Ye Chuijin's eyes stiffened, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.
"Yue Ang"
The boss slept peacefully, breathing evenly, hot air squirting down her neck.
Ye Chuijin "Hey Wake Up"
Yue Ang slept just right, where could he wake up.
Ye Chuijin looked at the ceiling.
The already broken system sent a congratulatory message
Although it can't even speak, its happiness is very obvious, and Didi's speed is faster than before.
Leaf brocade
Yue Ang slept for a day and a night, and when he woke up, he saw the person lying beside him.
It's a nice feeling to wake up and see someone you like.
Yue Ang pursed his lips and smiled.
She is not at all the same as a year ago, she is good-looking, she has grown up, and between her eyebrows and eyes she is more and more like the lover she is more familiar with.
Lying beside her at this time, she was slender and beautiful, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in from the window, draping her with a layer of graceful rose, like a thin veil woven by the clouds from the sky.
The most primitive impulse raised his head, Yue Ang leaned over little by little, closed his eyes and wanted to kiss her lips.
But before his lips were close, the people around him muttered something, turned around, and turned their backs to him.
Like a kitten.
Yue Ang's eyes were full of pampering, his hand on her shoulder and gently forced, straightened her body, lowered his head and kissed her long hair.
The kitten-like person deflects his body again, just like an obsession with how deep the side is.
Yue Ang paused.
He propped himself up and took a closer look at the people below him.
She was sleeping soundly, and she didn't seem to have the slightest flaw.
Yue Ang reached out and pinched her chin, and kissed her again.
Not surprisingly, the person under him this time finally woke up.
She let out a "bang", panicked and gathered her messy clothes, and pushed him away without hesitation.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Yinghou cried and cried, holding the quilt in her hand, as if she was about to say "You are bad, you are bad, you are bad".
Yue Ang looked at her and blocked what she was going to say in advance, "Yes, I'm bad." ”
Ye Chuijin ""
Yue Ang looked at her and blocked her next sentence again, "That's right, I despise you, I still insult you, I am a hooligan." ”
Ye Chuijin ""
Yue Ang smiled under his breath and took her into his arms.
"You really are," he said, leaving only a laugh at the end.
said that she is amorous, she is obviously the calmest and most sober, she can speak beautifully in the last second, and she can leave without hesitation in the next second.
Those eyes were never emotional.
can be said to be ruthless, but Yue Ang clearly knows that she likes herself.
This feeling came from nowhere, it seemed to be from a long, long time ago, much earlier than when he was Feng Hongyin, and from that time on, she liked herself.
Yue Ang tightened his arms, trying to rub her into his body.
"Little villain." He sighed under his breath.
Ye Chuijin ""
He'd said so, so what should she say now?
Big sand sculpture
Ye Chuijin seriously thought about it.
The system couldn't come back to its senses for a long time after hearing it.
It has seen so many hosts, and it really doesn't like to die like this one, even though it's afraid of death.
It paused for a moment, then let out a solemn sigh of awe.