Chapter 1370

Song Zhixing didn't disturb him. He ran downstairs, flushed a cup of hot milk, and then went back in again. She was barefoot, stepping on the carpet, there was no sound. Tang Yu but feel, raised his head, suddenly saw her, micro Leng for a moment.

She was wearing pajamas, her long hair was sleeping disorderly, and she looked lazy in the middle of the night. Under the light, her facial features were delicate and delicate, and her skin was white. It's just that the gauze on the face and neck is a little bad.

"What are you looking at?" Song Zhixing saw that he had been staring at his own body, some puzzled asked, and he looked a little at a loss.

Tang Yu regained his mind, his eyes moved slightly, and fell on her bare feet, "why don't you wear shoes at night? It's cool now. "

"It doesn't matter. It's carpet. It's not cold." She felt comfortable stepping on the soft carpet. She stood in front of the desk and looked at him from top to bottom. "Where's the ball? I remember sleeping with me when I was asleep

"I let him sleep in a cage." Tang Yu turned over the document and looked up at her again, "don't take it to sleep again, don't develop such bad habits."

As expected, she was trained again. As before, she had not changed at all. However, what he just said is "later"

That means, will she live here in the future?

Song Zhixing's heart was leaping with joy. He sat down opposite him, holding his cheek. "Why can't we sleep with it? It's good, and it doesn't mess around

"This season, hair will fall. Not only do you not sleep with it, you have to touch it less. " Tang Yu's expression was more serious.

Song Zhixing smiles cunningly.

He asked, "what are you laughing at?"

She put her head slightly and approached him a little. "Didn't you say you had forgotten about my illness?"

There was no change in Tang Yu's look. After he said, "well," didn't your sixth uncle remind me last time? "

"Oh ~" Song Zhixing should give a long ending, intentionally or unintentionally. He looks at him with a smile in his eyes, making it clear that he does not believe it. Tang Yu closes the document and looks at her. She folded her hands on the desk. "I touched your suit pocket today. Do you want to guess what I touched? "

Tang Yu did not speak.

Song Zhixing smiles, "medicine bottle."

He didn't deny it. He just looked at her smile with burning eyes. She was so close to herself that it was within reach of her tentacles. Such a smile, without a trace of impurities, nor before the gloomy, like the sun, has been shining into his heart.

"Come to me so late, just to ask me about it?" Tang Yu opened his mouth and looked at her seriously.

Song Zhixing's heart beat faster and faster when he saw it. He didn't know why, and his face turned red. She stood up and took a step in his direction. Tang Yu is still staring at her, she takes a deep breath, as if this just made up her mind, around the past, standing on his side. Hand, spread out to him, whispered: "I'm here to ask for something."

"What?" He didn't pretend to understand.

"Cherry Blossom Necklace, you said you would give it to me." In front of him, she returned to her former appearance, like a child begging for sweets, reaching for him with her hand, "give me back."

Tang Yu looks up at her, the dazzling light sprinkles into his eyes, his eyes are deeper, implied hint: "I give you necklace, what do you give me?"

Song Zhixing was touched by his eyes and his heart beat like a deer. He bit his lips What do you want? "

"What can you give me?" He threw the question at her again.

Night, deep. At night, it was unusually quiet. Song Zhixing looks at him and he looks back at her. She felt that the air was so quiet that she could only hear her own heartbeat and his breathing more and more heavily. Probably by the window blurred by the night infection, the atmosphere inside the window has become abnormal ambiguous.

She felt something in her heart calling, encouraging, or tempting. She licked her lips, looked down at him, and asked softly, "well Can I kiss you? "

This is the answer he wants. But the answer he wants is not just here. Moreover, she certainly did not know that such a seductive night, her voice, how provocative.

Tang Yu's breath tightened a little, adjusted his sitting posture, and still looked up at her with his spare time. However, his eyes clearly contained encouragement to her, "try it, maybe it will."

Song Zhixing felt that he must be bewitched by him. At that moment, he did not know where the courage came from. He leaned down and put a light stick on his lips. She was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. So, after a pause, she had to leave. However, did not expect Tang Yu faster than her step, the long arm has been clasped her delicate waist, will her a hold on the leg sit well. She subconsciously pressed her hands on his shoulder, and her soft body became stiff because of the tension.

Two people, close to each other, even the moist bottom of each other's eyes can see very clearly.

"That's it?" Tang Yu's voice was dull and his eyes were burning. "Do I look like I'm such a good person to send?"

“…… You said Maybe it will Song Zhixing was so burning in her eyes that her heart would jump out and her hands were full of hot sweat.Tang Yuchang raised her chin. "Why don't you take out the posture that begged me to kiss you that day?"

Song Zhixing still remembers that day he was drunk and thick skinned, but now he mentioned it and felt extremely disgraced. He refused to admit: "how can I ask you to kiss me? I I forgot. I must have been drunk

Tang Yudao is a positive color, heavy coagulation of her, "sober time, do you want to?"

He was extremely serious. Song Zhixing's heart slightly shakes, suddenly becomes incomparably pious. No timidity, no coyness, under his burning gaze, she nodded, "I will..."

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows.

Song Zhixing took a breath, put his hands around his neck and leaned forward to kiss his thin lips. At first, Tang Yu did not take the initiative to respond, he was trying. Try to see what she can do. To test her determination to return to his world this time.

For three years, she hasn't had a kiss with a man, and now her technique is extremely bad. With his lips sucking kiss, for a long time did not get his response, she was a little frustrated, and some injured, sad looking at him, "is my kissing technology too bad?"

"It's rotten." His voice was hoarse to the extreme. He put his long finger between his hair, clasped her back of the head, and drew her closer to him. His lips were about to stick to each other's, and he said, "fortunately, there is no progress, otherwise You're dead! "

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