The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 212 I Conspire to Take the Cloud

But he couldn't breathe well, so he still said softly: "Yun Cheng, you're hurting me."

The soft and sticky boy, with clear facial features, flushed and hazy, for some reason, let Yun Cheng let go of his hands.

Luo Jia happily rubbed Yun Cheng's palm.

"Cloud ride~~"

"Yun Cheng, I'm Luo Jia, Yun Cheng, how could you forget me."

For some reason, Luo Jia felt that Yun Cheng's question made him very wronged.

"I have no conspiracy."

Luo Jia seemed to be half a beat late, and only now reacted to answer Yun Cheng's question.

"But I have plans for Yuncheng."

The skin on Luo Jia's face is very good, moist and delicate, just like fine white jade.

Yun Cheng's face was serious, and he touched it. The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and the Lingtai became more and more chaotic, which made Yun Cheng understand that this body is also incapable of drinking.

She drank hard.

May be drunk soon.

But it's okay to be drunk, I haven't been drunk for a long time.

Yun Cheng didn't suppress himself, let himself gradually indulge in the feeling of drunkenness.

"What are you plotting?"

Yun Cheng is almost a useless person now, with nothing left, no treasures, no fame, if she can't accumulate enough merits in this world, she has no hope of ascension, then she will end up dead.

Yun Cheng felt that he really had nothing to plot against.

"I, plotting..."

"I'm plotting..." Luo Jia's eyes were out of focus, and he stuttered, but even so, Yun Cheng still heard what he wanted to say clearly.

"I plan, Yuncheng, I will be safe and happy in the future, and my health will be smooth..."

"After Tu Mou Yuncheng is with me, I will no longer be in a state of flux, no wandering, I have a home to live in, and an umbrella to support..."

"I seek to ride on the clouds, I am no longer alone, and my future life will be colorful..."

This soft murmur, for some unknown reason, made Yun Cheng feel his heart beating for the first time.

This……

Luo Jia seemed to be a little fragrant, Yun Cheng approached slowly.

The two drunks stared at each other with big, hazy eyes.

"It's not in vain..."

Yun Cheng muttered something in a low voice, but Luo Jia approached Yun Cheng slightly, held his head high, and said coquettishly, "Yun Cheng, hug."

"Hug and warm, give Yuncheng warmth, and Yuncheng is not cold."

Yun Cheng was only left with his middle clothes, and he and Luo Jia got into the bed, and after a while, the bed was warm, and the drunkenness and sleepiness came together, Yun Cheng was a little sleepy.

But Luo Jia wasn't sleepy any more, and his bright little eyes seemed a little energetic.

"Cloud ride?"

"Well?"

"Cloud ride~?"

"Ok?"

"Yun Cheng, I want to (°‵′) kiss you."

"go to bed!"

All Yun Cheng could think about was sleeping.

A slap mercilessly opened Luo Jia's face.

But Luo Jia was not reconciled, still sticky.

In the end, Yuncheng couldn't take it anymore! !

………………

Yun Chengban sat on the bed and scratched his head.

What happened in the end?
Fragmented.

I can't remember, this body is really too weak.

Luo Jia was also dazed, he had broken more than Yun Cheng, and he hadn't remembered since he got drunk and returned to the room.

"Yuncheng, what about us last night?"

"Huh? The door seems to have been knocked down." Yun Cheng remembered.

Luo Jia opened his mouth wide in an instant!

Do it yourself! !Is it that great?
last night, last night...

Is there such a big movement?

Luo Jia quickly looked at Yun Cheng's arms and legs: "Then Yun Cheng, are you okay?"

"Are you injured?"

Yun Cheng shook his head.

(End of this chapter)