There is still such a little secretive thought in my heart.
When Ji Wuchen saw Su Kui getting closer, the two long, white, straight legs under the bathrobe were dazzlingly exposed to the air, and the ghost spit out, "Ye Nanfeng, are you seduce me?"
"Ok??"
Su Kui was about to go to bed with a question mark on her face, "Ji Wuchen, what are you talking about?"
She still feels that she has hallucinations. This arrogant and indifferent young master, how could he say such a thing, think about it, it feels illusory.
After Ji Wuchen finished speaking, he couldn't wait to slap himself. He pulled the corners of his lips and lay down in anger, "It's okay!"
"Oh, good night."
Su Kui lay down on the other side of him, the bed was big enough, she was leaning against the edge of the bed, and there could even be two more lying side by side in between.
Wrapped tightly in his own quilt, Su Kui turned over, facing outwards, grinning wickedly, closing his eyes and quickly fell asleep.
But Ji Wuchen smelled the Fuya scent from the woman, occupying every inch of his air, and felt more upset!
There is only one kind of shower gel in the bathroom, and this is what he uses on his body.
Why are the smells of two people different? Ji Wuchen is very strange.
Before that, he had never tried to understand a woman. When he wanted to know, the woman lying next to him had become his ex-wife.
I have to say, this is a very fucking joke!
In the dead of night, the second hand in the clock was moving round and round.
Ji Wuchen stared at the ceiling in the darkness, his eyes piercing.
That smell, like an aphrodisiac, always tormented him.
And the culprit next to him, the damn woman! He slept soundly under the quilt! Listen carefully, you can even hear a small snoring sound.
Su Kui was beaten up in her sleep, and it was a pillow that hit her.
The small crystal lamp above her head slammed brightly, and she couldn't help but drill into the bed, feeling sleepy.
"No sleep!"
Ji Wuchen pulled down her quilt and saw the bathrobe she was messing with from sleeping. His eyes paused, pretending not to see it, and turned his head to avoid it expressionlessly.
"Ji Wuchen are you crazy?"
Su Kui looked up in disbelief, she was almost laughing.
"Are you possessed by something dirty? Why do you not sleep at night?"
She stared at the man sitting cross-legged next to her, inexplicably, from him, she felt a bit rascal.
What Ji Wuchen thought in his heart was naturally that he was tortured and couldn't sleep, so she wouldn't want to sleep either!
It's okay for two people to stay up late together!
"Get up and play a game."
He threw her a notebook, and he ran to the desktop computer on the other side and turned it on excitedly.
Although he didn't know why he was happy.
This is not cold, not overbearing president!
When he logged in to the game, he turned his head and saw the woman's head dropped into the quilt, holding the notebook and drowsy again.
"Fuck! Ye Nanfeng! Sit up for me quickly."
"No," a muffled protest from the bed, "I want to sleep, Ji Wuchen, you lunatic."
"Can't afford to get up? I will let you see your son when I get up."
After this sentence, Ji Wuchen was startled.
Su Kui immediately sat up straight, "Deal!"
Ji Wuchen:...
Next, Ji Wuchen looked back at Su Kui from time to time.
"Oh, sorry..." Su Kui said innocently.
"Dead again, come again!"
"Ye Nanfeng, have you played this game before?"
Su Kui smiled, "No, this is probably a talent."