Qin Shujian thought she could not sleep, but in a short time, she went to sleep.

It's almost noon to wake up. She was hungry.

Turn around and look at the pillow. There is no one left.

She sat on the bed for a while, just about to get out of bed, the bedroom door was opened, Cheng an came in with a bag.

"Awake?"

He went to the bedside and laid the bag on the bed at will, leaning slightly, kissing her face naturally.

Qin Shujian's face turned red.

He he he, how can he be like this!

Qin Shujian stares round her eyes and subconsciously wants to step back, but Cheng an does not make any further moves, but turns around and takes out a skirt from the bag he carries in.

Goose yellow dress, very beautiful.

Before she could recover from the kiss, Cheng put her skirt in her arms and said, "go change it and take you to lunch."

The cloth of the skirt was soft that Qin Shujian had never touched, but her fingers gently pinched a corner of the skirt and sat still.

After half a minute, Cheng an saw that she was still sitting, and asked curiously, "what's the matter? Don't you like it? "

Qin Shujian returns to her senses and shakes her head subconsciously.

I don't like it. It's She hasn't worn a skirt for a long time.

Her life with her grandmother was originally difficult. When she was a child, she wandered around with her grandmother. She often wore clothes picked up from the old station. Later, when she came to Beijing and gradually settled down, some neighbors would send some old clothes. She always thought that the clothes could be worn, but she had no idea.

When she was in junior high school, she saw the girls in the same class wearing beautiful skirts, and she was a little envious for the first time.

So she went back happily, turned out an old white skirt sent by her neighbor's sister, and put it on to school.

She thought that she could make friends with others, and someone would like to play with her, but she didn't expect that one day, her white skirt was splashed with ink, pigs were painted, and words were written. At night, she was blocked in the bathroom after school, and her skirt was cut. She told her that beggars like her could only wear this kind of rags.

After that she never wore a skirt again.

Even the school uniform was worn by other girls in short skirts, and her trousers were worn in the hottest summer.

The dress in her arms was the first new one she received.

It made her feel speechless.

A little surprise, a little uneasy.

She looks at Cheng'an, and there is a kind of perplexity in her eyes. What kind of person is he?

Sometimes it's terrible, sometimes it's like being nice to her.

Cheng an looks at her and shakes her head, but after waiting for a while, she doesn't wait for her to make a sound. Instead, she looks at him in a dazed and confused way.

He came closer to her, and seeing that she was still in a state of wandering, he put one hand on the back of her head and lowered his head to block her lips.

It was not until Qin Shujian was soft and almost unable to breathe when he kissed her, that he let her go. His other hand slipped into her clothes from her waist, and he bit her earlobe and whispered,

"do you want me to change it for you?"

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