Chapter 170

Sometimes, memory is really beautiful.

Because the reality is cruel.

……

"Cough, Fu Jin Yan! You are my boyfriend in the name of Tang Jinshe now, so you can't secretly make a new girlfriend on my back, you know? "

"If you dare to make a girlfriend, it's a scum man with two feet and two boats and a green hat for my real girlfriend! Slag man is to be despised by everyone, even if you look handsome, you can't wash the stain after that. "

"Besides me, you can't be too close to other girls, which doesn't accord with your identity of being a famous grass owner..."

"Tut tut Tut, I don't want to be green. I'll deal with you and other women's affairs later..."

"I'm a bit domineering. You said that. Let me be your shield!"

"Oh, you don't know. Our female classmates always think about you. I heard that many female students in our school think about you. It's annoying. I'm preparing for a rainy day..."

In the open and deserted playground in the afternoon, they were leaning on the huge ancient shade tree behind them. The girl put her head on the boy's shoulder and looked up at the clear and blue sky, with a sworn warning look.

The wind is light and the sky is blue. That's the best time.

She is very taboo about her intimacy with other women.

Instead of now, she turns a blind eye to her "intimacy" with other women.

Even There was no fluctuation in her heart.

To be exact, she is not without fluctuation. Deep in her heart, she is eager to push herself to others.

……

"Cold It's cold... "

Lying on the bed, Tang Jinshe's lips wriggled unconsciously, and his face was relieved at first. For some reason, they were twisted into a miserable mass again.

It is clear that the body is boiling hot, but it can be revealed from the mouth, but it is just the word "very cold"

It is probably that the voice of babble is too weak and small, so that Fu Jin Yan, who is in a trance state, did not catch these in the first time.

Until the back of his hand upload a warm and soft strength, he suddenly back from the memory!

"Cold..."

Tang Jinshe's eyebrows are wrinkled tightly, and the strength of his hands is more and more aggravated.

Fu Jinyan's eyes moved down. When he saw that his little thumb was clenched in a pink fist, he was stunned, and his eyes were dark with unknown light.

Tang Jinshe is still talking intermittently, and his forehead and neck are soaked with sweat again

Fu Jin Yan tried to smoke several times, but he didn't pull his finger out of Tang Jinshe's palm. However, he could only squeeze the towel with one hand, and then gently wipe the sweat from Tang Jinshe's face and neck.

The neckline of the Nightgown is slightly open. You can clearly see the white and slender swan neck, and the infinite spring light under the neck that can be covered.

The skin is better than snow, and the ice muscle is clear.

After wiping, Fu Jin Yan quickly mistook his eyes from his neck

……

Out of the window, the night is full.

Due to the relationship that fingers can not be held freely, Fu Jinyan also changed from the original sitting position to the semi reclining position on the bed.

In the silent night, only the clocks and watches hanging on the wall make the sleepy sound of "tick by tick"

Just as Fu Jin Yan was half gathering his eyes, suddenly there was something new around him!

Tang Jinshe murmured twice, and then felt in the cold arms of the man beside him as if he were a self-made man