In a bed, they wanted each other, but in the end they didn’t work.

Sounds like a fucking shit.But between Josong and Chen Jing, it really did.

As an active side of Josson, it is not how good his concentration is, nor is he accustomed to passivity.And Chen Jing did not break through the last level, the only reason is: respect for women.

Josun did not like most men, first swearing in the mountain, and then took the opportunity to spend more time with each other for the first night.

Men do this, Josson can understand.But in the face of Chen Chen, he did not want to.Josson was more willing to wait, waiting for Chen Jing to really let go of his heart.

This is also the reason why Chen Jing, who sleeps in a bed with Qiao Song, dares to tell the truth in his ear.

Otherwise, how could she say and want to, that?Usually, women say this, will be understood by men as hints.

This night, the two hugged and talked and smiled, and then they closed their eyes.

Josun was still gainful, at least his beloved little quiet, not in insomnia, and slept soundly.

"Thank you, brother, you're so good."That was the last thing she said before she went to sleep.

What Josson gave was a grin.Good determination?Because he has had that experience.That night, he dreamed again.

He was eighteen and he seemed to be nineteen.

“Josson, are you really trying to save money to open a room?”

“Well, we don’t have enough living expenses.I can't watch a movie this month."

“No, no question, no answer.Say, "Don't you want to open a room with me, do you want to do something bad."The young girl, looking forward to her first time, should stay on the night of marriage.

“Haha!”

“I guessed it?I told you, oh, you can sleep together, but you can’t do that.I'll let you marry that."

When she spoke, she looked playful and beautiful.Why, I can’t see who she is?Very familiar, miss her.

I can see it clearly, only her long hair.

Dream, this kind of thing wakes up, not necessarily remember, but will leave a feeling.Of course, Josun would not be stupid enough to say to Chen Jing.

I slept too late last night, and Josson woke up at nearly ten o'clock in the morning.He hugged him, but he didn’t have a family.

“Small silence?”When he screamed, Joss was a little worried.You’re not going to work, are you?

Soon, Chen Jing walked into the bedroom.A blue robe, accompanied by long blue hair, gives people a pleasing feeling of clarity.

Chen Jing smiled and did not speak, and Josong leaned on the bed and looked at her.For a moment, they both had a feeling.

They are like newly married couples, enjoying a new feeling for each other.Or, in fact, they feel the freshness.

As early as the hospital, the two have determined the so-called love relationship.But at that time, they had their own bondage in their hearts.

And after last night, open-minded conversation, and sleep together.Josong and Chen Jing finally felt the feeling of love.

“Why don’t you sleep a little longer?”

“Hm!”

“What?”

"In the morning, you hate a stick, I feel bad at the top... so I got up early."

Chen Jingben was angry, but listening to Josun's ears, it was slowly proud.A man's head, representing his body strength.

“If it’s morning, I’m not a stick.I'm afraid, my little quiet, I'll be widowed later."

“Cut!Xu Lin has said to me before that a woman cucumber is in her hand, and I am the only one in the world."

“...”

“There’s cucumbers in the kitchen!”

"Little quiet, in addition to work, you still have a little contact with Xu Lin!"In the middle of the conversation, Josun had an impulse to follow the two slaps on Xu Lin’s ass.

This bad woman can't let go of her cucumber theory.What is it?No, not right.Why is it that when Xiao Jing mentioned Xu Lin, her mentality is so relaxed?

“Shut up, do you look like you today?”

"Oh!If you were taken away by Xu Lin, you can still be my brother.If you stay with me, be a boyfriend."

With a smile, Chen quietly explained himself.Such is the way of people, the original slow heart knot, always inadvertently all untie.

“Ha!”With a smile, Josson, who got up, was going to tell Chen Jing.In fact, all she wanted was to have a baby.

"Hey, pajamas on your bedside, put on first."

“Huh?”Do you need to see each other like this?”

"No, you're stuffy, it's not good."

Chen Jing's words quickly interrupted Josson's thinking.Then he would say that he just wanted to enjoy this relaxed and enjoyable morning.

Two people have been busy for too long and need a short vacation to relax.And when Josong put on his pajamas and went to wash back, he saw Chen Jing in front of the dresser and combing her long hair.

Every woman is beautiful, of course, Chen Jing is no exception.It’s just too much pressure, too much work to make her less than dress up.

And her simple character, naturally will not be thick makeup.

What is it?

A truly beautiful woman, with a smile, is perfect enough.Then the sun sprinkled through the window, which would be quiet in the eyes of Qiao Song, looking like a fairy.

"Little quiet, if your chest is small, it will be more beautiful."Josson came here, but made fun of her.This will not be suitable for poetry, more suitable for playing together.

“Well, I think so too.If it's too big, there's always some incongruousness."

“Aaan.”

“Boyfriend, how about I go for a breast-reightened surgery?”Turned, Chen Jing looked at Qiaosson with a naive face, and even vaguely had expectations in his eyes.

“...”

“Boyfriend, why do you want to cry?”

“Shut up, don’t, don’t.Your breast ratio is just right, and the feeling and elasticity were perfect when I touched last night."Josong has his own impulse, if the old quiet brews into a big mistake, then the unlucky or their own ah!

“When did you touch it?”

“When you are asleep!”

“Touch somewhere else?”

“No.”

“Am I giving you a chance to touch somewhere else?”His eyes were wide open, and his eyes were silent, containing threats.

“Touched.”

“Did you touch me... there?”

“Hmm.”

Brush, Chen Jing's face in shame, red as an apple.Last night she remembered very well that he would not be allowed to touch Josson while chatting with him.

This bad man, very serious to give a guarantee, and he did not believe.

“Bastard, motherfucker, motherfucker.”

“Shut up, let’s not be so nonsense.Last night I was able to keep you as calm as you were, and I was determined enough.Let me... be cheap.”

“Am I such a shaved man?”Touch it, it’s still there.Chen Jing was angry, but it was not that Qiao Song was cheap.

“Ang?”

“Do you know that all my contacts with you are my first time?”And so when I fell asleep, you touched my most private place for the first time."

“You mean, next time you’re feeling... you need to let you know first?”