Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2130 Willingly (36)

boom--

His face flushed.

He stared blankly at her with a slight smile and slightly peachy eyes.

Obviously her tone was gentle, but in the silent room, it was inexplicably provocative.

The end of the sentence rose slightly, and the last sound was crisp and soft, matched with her light smile.

Almost--

Shame on me.

He pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

Bury yourself in the dark like a little turtle.

Make the quilt bulging, a bulging ball.

Even the quilt was caught back, not daring to show it.

ashamed.

The General slightly deepened his smile.

Still in an empathetic manner, he didn't say anything.

After putting on the cloak, I went out.

The room door opened and closed.

A certain shy cat, wrapped under the stuffy bedding, was silent for a long time when she heard the sound of her leaving.

Finally, he slowly lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing a pair of moist and beautiful eyes.

Staring outside, the exposed skin is slightly seductively pink.

I don't know whether it was being smothered or blushing.

In short, it was blushing.

The eyes are wet and bright, mixed with tiny stars.

She stared outside at the cloak she had just put on the rack for a while.

Then, the corners of the lips covered in the quilt slightly curved upwards.

He snorted, awkward and arrogant.

"Bastard."

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Soon, when the general came back after taking a bath, there was no osmanthus cake left on the table.

There was only a bare plate left there, placed randomly, with a little bit of debris left beside it.

As if being eaten by a greedy cat, he ate it quickly and then hid back quickly.

hide to...

It's in a corner that's easy to spot.

It was a bulging group again, and the position did not change.

The general looked at it and clicked his tongue.

Walk to the tea table, pour tea, drink water, and moisturize your throat.

During the movements, she could feel a line of sight falling on her all the time.

Peeking, no sound came out.

Cautiously, but without concealing his gaze.

He stared at it all the time, not even moving.

"..." Lord General slowly put down the teacup.

It was already late at night, and she pressed her tongue to her jaw, suppressing the itch in her heart.

Turn around and walk towards some shy cat.

The puffed up quilt moved instantly, and the sight of her body disappeared.

It seems to be a little flustered.

The whole thing is buried and sealed to form a soft protective shell.

Although, it doesn't work.

The general flicked out the lamp and put down the bed curtain.

The first thing I do when I go to bed is to hug the bulging ball.

Like a hooligan, trying to bully that poor little daughter-in-law by force.

A certain young man hiding under the blanket visibly panicked.

After being hugged, she shrank subconsciously.

Then, I felt the hand reaching in from under the quilt.

Warm, relative to normal temperature.

But for a kitten whose whole body was burned to the point of being almost cooked, it was considered cold.

Wen Wenliang touched his hot skin, and he whimpered.

Unconsciously, he grabbed her hand.

He grasped it loosely, looking like he wanted to refuse, but he didn't use any force.

There is a feeling of refusal and welcome.

A certain malicious bully, as if he wanted to play with him on purpose.

Tear off a corner of his quilt and get in.

(End of this chapter)