kiss on his heart

Can you pass Chapter 51?

Probably because the room was too quiet, or for other reasons, Jiang Jing could vaguely smell the smell of shampoo and shower gel on the pillow.

Oh, he remembered, Song Ruanqing rubbed his bed without wiping his hair...forget it...

Jiang Jingyuan had a dream, and it was Song Ruanqing in the dream.

The clothes he gave were roomy, but they always had flaws.

A frown and a smile are all amorous feelings.

The difference is that Song Ruanqing in the dream is more courageous.

After he finished talking about the difference between men and women, she moved closer to him like a mischief, took her hand and slowly put it around her waist, and pushed herself against the door step by step...

He was a little dizzy, staring blankly at Song Ruanqing's red lips that opened and closed, and his voice was a little erratic: "Jiang Jingyuan, why are you still so young..."

Then Song Ruanqing's laughter came.

When Song Ruanqing was about to push away, Jiang Jingyuan's hand on Song Ruanqing's waist suddenly tightened, and Song Ruanqing staggered into Jiang Jingyuan's chest.

There was annoyance in her eyes, dissatisfied with his sudden withdrawal of strength just now.

Looking at Song Ruanqing's slightly frowned brows, Jiang Jingyuan laughed muffledly. His voice was lazy and he whispered in Song Ruanqing's ear without any hesitation: "Maybe not now."

After saying that, Jiang Jingyuan tilted his head and kissed Song Ruanqing's slightly hazy and astonished loving eyes, falling little by little on the corners of Song Ruanqing's slightly opened lips. As his breaths intertwined, the temperature slowly climbed...

Jiang Jingyuan raised his head slightly, placed his knuckled index finger on Song Ruanqing's collarbone, and moved the rough and frosted fingertips back and forth over that inch of scenery, and said softly: "Ruan Ruan, I miss you so much..."

Song Ruanqing obviously didn't expect that she couldn't breathe, so she could only push Jiang Jingyuan to breathe.

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Jiang Jingyuan was awakened by the knock on the door outside. He seemed to be still distinguishing between reality and dreams, and when his senses gathered together, he seemed to feel it.

Jiang Jingyuan finally came to his senses and realized what had happened, and couldn't help but curse inwardly: Damn Jiang Jingyuan, your self-control is really rubbish...

"Aunt Qiao, why don't you disturb him while he sleeps? I'll ask the driver to take me to the hospital."

"He has to go to school tomorrow, so let's go back on the way! Why did Jiang Jingyuan sleep so deeply? How about I go get the spare key and open the door to wake him up."

Jiang Jingyuan scratched his hair and said hurriedly: "It's so noisy!"

Ms. Qiao was about to go to the study to get the spare key. After hearing Jiang Jingyuan's answer, she came back and patted the door: "Ruan Qing is going back to work. Please wash up quickly!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jingyuan pinched the back of his head, and then hurriedly got out of bed, but when he saw the stains on the sheets, he was a little annoyed for a moment.

He had no choice but to pull off the soiled sheets and put them in the washing machine. Then he rinsed his body as fast as he could and changed into a suit before going downstairs.

Maybe this dream was too troublesome, Jiang Jingyuan was not in good condition, and there were still some dark circles under his eyes.

Fortunately, he was a light sleeper and had time to destroy the evidence.

"Isn't today Sunday? Are you going back to the hospital?"

"Yes, there was a traffic accident on the viaduct, the casualties were serious, and the department is in urgent need of staff." Song Ruanqing looked a little anxious.

When Jiang Jingyuan saw Song Ruanqing, he subconsciously thought of the dream and the almost real feeling in the dream.

He thought: I'm afraid it's not appropriate for him to drive today.

　Finally passed

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　　As we all know, extreme pulling between male and female protagonists is limited to the author's manuscript box.
　　
　
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