Cloud Qian Mo to the forehead burst two blue ribs, will luofeiqi Hu shuffle hand down, in the heart dark thought, tomorrow must find Wang Zhizhi to have a good chat, later to luofeiqi to pick up those messy idol drama.

"Why don't you talk?! Dumb! " As the saying goes, wine is strong and daring. When he sees cloud modest and dark, he doesn't speak. Rofiqi covers his face and asks close.

But because of not controlling the power, the palm and cloud humble face contact with the "crackle" a crisp sound, it seems to give him a slap.

"Fifi, you're drunk!" Yun Qian Mo is tolerant of the son to open, will luofeiqi's hand, ready to put people together into quilt to let her sleep well.

"I'm not drunk. I'm awake! You are Yunqian Mo, I said right, I see your black like the bottom of the pan face I know, you are cloud Qian mo. " Rofieqi broke away from cloud modesty control, and said to him with dancing.

For a while, cloud Qian Mo did not know whether he should be happy or unhappy. Luofeiqi can remember himself clearly when drunk, but the way he remembers makes cloud modest and ink have nothing to say.

"Why are you so fierce, you are so cold and hot to me." Luofeiqi suddenly stopped, approaching cloud modesty and his four eyes, with the a deep melancholy.

Cloud modest ink heart a pain, complexion complex look at rofiqi, eyes bottom seems to contain a lake, the red lips in front of him open and close, like inviting people to taste.

"And, I......" Luofeiqi is also in the chatter, cloud Qian Mo only felt that his brain that the string "bang" broken, lips printed, luofeiqi has not finished words are all swallowed by cloud Qian Mo in the entrance.

He missed the only words that rofitsch really wanted him to know tonight, "I'm not a substitute for anyone. Can you, and love me?"

Luofeiqi was still struggling slightly, slowly, the movement and quiet fell down. Cloud was humble and Mo Leng, looked down, luofeiqi quietly curled up in his arms, breathing steadily, and sleeping sweet.

Cloud Qian Mo heart is also good and funny, this little girl, just fire, regardless of fire.

Cloud modesty and Mo song means to flick gently on her forehead, and she pouts her discontented pouting mouth and rolls over to one side, and the corner of her mouth raises a doting smile.

Wipe the hands and feet carefully for rofiche with a wet towel. Cloud Qian Mo then packed the whole person into the quilt, and then took her to sleep.

"Ah!"

The next morning, cloud Qian Mo was wakened by a scream of luofeiqi, opened her eyes, and yesterday, luofeiqi, who wanted to "make a big noise in heaven Palace", stared at herself in surprise, and covered her mouth with both hands. It seemed that he wanted to take back the scream.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I woke you up..." "I'm sorry to say that half of the time, I suddenly think it's a bit wrong," Why are you in my house?! And I sleep in my bed. "

Cloud modesty frown, eyes across a dim light, suddenly a hand to support the body of rofichi to bow down, the low voice of the quiet sound.

"Are you sure this is your home? Last night, you said you were responsible for me. "

Rofitsch couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water, struggling to retreat back, buried half his face in the quilt, only a pair of apricot eyes looked at the cloud modesty innocently, lest he would do anything under the impulse.

"I, I don't remember." Several frames of pictures flashed in rofiqi's mind, all of which were crazy about playing wine. Finally, he was in a picture of Yunqian ink holding his face and kissing.

"Rofitsch almost bit his tongue and stuttered.

"Oh?" Cloud modest and ink pick eyebrow, continue to close the distance between the two, follow the good and enticing way, "that need me to help you think back?"

"No, no, no, no!" Looking at the face that was more enlarged, rofitsch slammed her eyes and buried himself in the quilt.

Suddenly, all the sounds outside became hazy, and the vague sound came from a long way.

Rofitsch relieved, listened to cloud modesty and low smile two times, one side of the bed suddenly light, then slippers on the ground sound.

Until hearing the sound of the door closed in the bathroom, rofitsch's nervous tension relaxed and came out of the quilt, and sighed a long time.

Last night, Lu Lu continued to return to his head, playing crazy wine, reading a very shameful line to cloud Qian Mo, and his kiss with yunqianmo.

Rofitsch had a slight red on her cheek, and she hated to go back now and then a bucket of cold water to wake up the person who was last night so that she would not do so many humiliating things.

"Ah! Rofitsch, you big fool! " Rofitsch rubbed her head impatiently, rolling around the spacious bed, and the voice was full of remorse.

"Click!"

The door lock opened, thinking that rofitsch once again, and then entered the quilt, she now hoped that she was an ostrich, can drill in the sand anything to avoid the past."I'll go downstairs first. I'll come down for breakfast later!" Although the voice of Yun Qian Mo is still as calm as usual, if Luo Feiqi listens carefully, he can find the faint smile hidden in it.

Luo Feiqi moved, did not answer, cloud Qian Mo also did not care, turned to leave.

Until the door closed again, Luo Feiqi got out of the quilt. She didn't know how to face Yun Qianmo, so she could hide for a while.

Luo Feiqi gets out of bed to wash and gargle. Only then can he see the whole picture of the bedroom. It is very clear that there is no other color except black, white and gray in the whole room. The mood of the viewer is inexplicably a burst of depression.

No wonder the character is so "dark", staying in this kind of bedroom, sooner or later will be depressed. Luo Feiqi threw aside his mouth and silently make complaints about him.

All of a sudden, her eyes were attracted by a pile of bedding like objects in the corner of the room. Everything in the room was clean and tidy. Even the books on the bookshelf were placed in accordance with the color from light to deep. Such a mess of objects showed that it was out of place.

Luo Feiqi walks past blankly, just want to pick up and see what it is, suddenly flashed in his mind the "good thing" he did last night. Luofeiqi is like being struck by thunder and frozen in place.

If it's not my dream, or a dream that I'm too proud to do, that is to say, I actually vomited on Yun Qianmo's bed last night?!

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