Go ask him, ask him what he's thinking, ask him if he really intends to have an object with himself—
Gan! How can you call a relationship with a rich person? This is called love! Do you understand love
Murong Jihua's tongue swirled back and forth in his mouth several times, feeling that he would suffocate himself to death if he went on like this, he stared at the sound of a bell-like hammer in his chest, and pointed his fingertips closer to He Junle——
"He..."
586.
alarm! The other party suddenly held down your hand!
Murong Jihua's head was crackling with lightning for a moment, and in the end there was only the thought of "He Junle, he, he is allergic to my skin".
"shiiiiiii—"
Feeling the momentary tenseness of the muscles under his hand, He Junle frowned symbolically. He put his other finger in front of his lips, and his gaze was still focused on the distant...
ceiling.
"look,"
"You can pick the stars with your hands—there is no greater splendor in life than this,"
"The Milky Way, the Aurora, and—the stars,"
"Because it's fake, it's so clear, so bright and beautiful—purple, cyan, red and yellow,"
He Junle stretched out his hand and held it empty in the air:
"—Sea of stars!"
587.
Murong Jihua didn't hear what he was saying.
You look at the scenery and I look at you.
He saw the colorful stars falling densely on He Junle's eyebrows and eyes, and he saw that the other's light-colored lips were slightly upturned, and the curvature was suitable for kissing.
He thinks the most beautiful, or those eyes.
… nice.
The most simple, straightforward, and most beautiful words, other than "fuck", Murong Jihua thinks the most suitable words.
588.
He Junle put down his hands, his eyes were still fixed on the stars all over the sky, his breath was fresh, and he opened his mouth:
"Honestly, you are really an interesting guy. The president is not like the president, the rich second generation is not like the rich second generation, and sometimes you don't even look like a man—"
"Stop, stop, Brother Le, please stop—"
He Junle ignored him, and continued on his own:
"But I slowly saw something strange from you, um—maybe it's not appropriate to use the word strange, because you are so fucking weird, always trying to rape my IQ, but— "
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"
He Junle couldn't just ignore himself now, he frowned fiercely, and turned his face to the side:
"... ... ... Are you fucking sick?"
Murong Jihua's mind is now full of thoughts like "This fucking is not a confession", "But is this fucking human language? It doesn't look like a confession", "He will definitely say you are me in the next second Special Brother"—manic phrases like that.
Rather than that—
"Shut up, I don't want to hear you talk."
589.
"..."
"..."
"I… "
"you… "
"..."
"..."
Forget it, don't say anything if you don't know what to say, just kiss and finish.
So Murong Jihua leaned over and gently kissed her.
590.
This time seems to be a little different.
Murong Jihua thinks it, the atmosphere is so good, there are lights under the starry sky, no matter how you look at it, it is very suitable for sticky pure love occasions, kisses, of course it is better to be rare and gentle;
But He Junle obviously didn't think so.
He seemed to be out of breath, and looked a little irritable. Coupled with Murong Jihua's intimidation of whether to kiss or not, He Junle only felt that his blood was draining and his head hurt.
But he remained motionless.
He felt that Murong Jihua's aura was much more chaotic than usual, and his expression was not very natural. In addition to his performance today... If I had to describe it, it would be,
It doesn't seem so coquettish... anymore.
591.
He Junle heard himself laughing lowly,
"Are you on this level?"
"..."
The other party seemed to really have no other meaning.
He Junle sighed, put his hands on Murong Jihua's shoulders, and pushed him away rudely:
"… … … Let me do it."
592[Key]
Babies! Comrades! Thank you for your hard work! Tang Yixue Chinese reading comprehension class starts!
The moon and stars are thin, and the black magpie flies south. Now there is a song, and I hope to have fun with you:
In the evening, there are beautiful girls who are eager to beg for cleverness, and their slender hands are busy;
Jingwei reclamation is still strong, and family affairs and state affairs are fulfilled;
Turning one's hands into clouds and rain, Kuafu's heart is surging day by day;
Words and pens are busy in war, and there are many sufferings in verbal wars;
Chattering and chattering, big pearls and small pearls fall on a jade plate;
When it's over, stand up and stand up, and all the fame and fame hidden deep in the stomach;
How about the ending? Participate in the model of Yan Zi to make Chu Er.
This class is over! Babies who don’t understand will be arrested and boiled[—], I wish you all a happy reading~
593
Murong Jihua sat blankly, his mind blank.
He watched He Junle straighten his upper body, cross his thumb across his face to hide it, and wiped his lower lip fiercely.
Then... made a swallowing motion.
Murong Jihua: amsl
If I had known today, I should have eaten sugarcum.
594.
Murong Jihua: "I—"
He Junle: "You—"
Murong Jihua: "You speak first."
He Junle: "You speak first."
The communication between the two has always been full of sparks, and it is really rare to see such a scene of mutual humility and mutual accommodation like today. Murong Jihua felt something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong.
Murong Jihua: "...we, do we exchange courtesy?"
He Junle gave a low laugh, pulled his neckline, stepped over Murong Jihua and lay down on the other side:
"No, this kind of thing is a necessity, not a pastime.
It's not because you can't move—I don't bother to touch you. "
"... Famous quote of the century, do you also help your brother relieve stress in this way?"
"..."
"Liben Shao?!"
"Don't make trouble... Can't you sleep?"
"No! You damned man, I never like to owe favors, you lie down for me, and each of you reciprocates once!"
"..."
595.
[The specific scene is as follows]
Two mouths with iron teeth and copper teeth, smashing the iron clothes in a haphazard way;
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the string is absolutely condensed, and the condensate will never stop for a while;
He Junle: ... I want to ride the wind and return home.
596.
He Junle was so angry that he grabbed Murong Jihua's hair to keep him away from his danger zone, and took a heavy breath:
"You fucking want to rebel?"
Murong Jihua fiddled with his fingers twice, frowning:
"This young master still wants to ask you, can you have a correct attitude, I can't get up after so long, are you stupid?"
He Junle kicked Murong Jihua away with a jio: "Do you know what the hell I think you are doing?"
"—I think you are going to castrate me!!"
597.
How could it be the ultimate insult to a man in bed
Answer: Say he can't do it, say he's technical, and kick him out of bed.
Murong Jihua felt that he was going to take it all up today.
598.
"Castration—isn't it?"
Murong Jihua bullied himself:
"I was wrong, I was wrong, baby. Tell me, but how can I improve my skills if I practice more? You damned man, I order you to lie down and be my training partner—"
"roll!"
The night is still long, and my heart is rippling.
599.
"Master—Master—"
"Master—squeak when you hear—"
At 9:40 the next morning, Guanshi Cui ordered the wake-up service to start on time.
Although the wayward young master converted the bedroom into a playground, as the butler of the Murong family, he must not delay the important matter of getting the young master to wake up!
I have served the young master for a long time, and I know his heart well. According to my guess, the young master and young lady must be at the highest observatory——
Um? ! No!
600
Manager Cui was done, and led a group of maids to stop and go in the amusement park, looking for more than half an hour, and it was almost ten o'clock, but there was no sign of Murong Jihua.
"Blue face is a disaster!"
— Cui Guanshi bit his back teeth, thinking disrespectfully.
601.
Then in the Ferris wheel, I found two people who were still fighting in a fighting posture while they were asleep.
Well, the chaos isn't the point, and neither are the clothes and jackets littering the entire ferris wheel car...
Cui Guanshi secretly peeled off Murong Jihua's tight shirt, stared at the purple-red finger marks all over his body, the light-colored skin that had been touched by the fist, and then looked at the... teeth marks on He Junle's naked skin, his eyes suddenly turned red:
Even in the fight, the young master still remembered that the young lady was allergic to his skin and refused to touch the young lady with his hands but with his mouth!
He sighed, wiped his moist eye sockets, and looked at He Junle with a hint of other taste in his eyes:
The young master treats you so well, you are the man he wouldn't even use force on the bed, you still... Sigh!
Blue face is troublesome, blue face is troublesome!
602.
Murong Jihua, who was neatly tidied up by Steward Cui, slept peacefully until the afternoon.
—After losing 300 rounds in the dream battle with He Junle—Murong Jihua woke up from the bed reluctantly, and all he could see was Su Xiaomo's wet and colorful Kazilan's big eyes.
"???"
"Brother Murong, you're finally awake!"
Su Xiaomo's voice was stained with tears:
"Go and see, Her Royal Highness Princess Elizabeth and Brother Le are fighting, no one can stop it!"
603.
"Well... I don't know what your highness the princess... how do you feel..."
He Junle exerted force on his palm, and the two clasped hands trembled slightly;
"Ah~...Mr. Le Jun is really Sparassi~ very powerful...ah~but~I think I can still stick to it for a tim