President's Private Spoil Rule

Fu Qingyu stood at the window and looked at Zuo Shaoqing's elegant smile downstairs. There was only one idea in her mind. She must fall on the ground handsome and unrestrained.

So, master Fu, following the example of Zuo Shaoqing, jumped down with his feet on the pipe. However, the pipeline stained with snow water is very slippery and narrow, which is not suitable for borrowing at all. No sooner had her foot touched the pipe than she slipped and fell down.

It's over. I'm going to land on my face!

Fu Qingyu was full of remorse. It was not as good as before.

However, at the moment of landing, a long arm was wrapped around her waist, and the whole body crashed into a warm embrace. The gravitational acceleration of landing impacted the two people to lean back.

"Be careful!" Seeing that Zuo Shaoqing's back was about to fall to the ground, Fu Qingyu held him and tried to turn around, reducing the strength of falling and putting himself on the ground. But Zuo Shaoqing, who was supposed to save her, lay down on her.

Fortunately, yerui did a good job in greening. There was a grass under the window. Although Fu Qingyu fell, he was not hurt. But this was enough to shake Zuo Shaoqing's heart.

When in danger, she first put him in front of herself.

Zuo Shaoqing didn't get up immediately, but his body was still covered on her. He only slightly propped up his arm to reduce her body burden, and whispered: "next time, don't do this again. I'll be fine. "

Under the night light, Zuo Shaoqing looked very gentle, his voice was very gentle, and his breath was very hot.

He was so close to her, his body was so close to her, as if they were very close, very close.

At this moment, Fu Qingyu suddenly felt that it was worth dying.

She shook her head: "no, you can't get hurt. You're so perfect. You don't look good when you get hurt."

Zuo Shaoqing's eyes were slightly heavy, "what is good-looking?"

"Nice face, nice skin." She reached out and touched his flawless face. "It's so perfect. It's bad if it's broken."

"What if I'm not that perfect?"

"How possible!" Fu Qingyu didn't believe it. "I've seen you up and down. Like you, it's perfect."

Zuo Shaoqing suddenly flashed a trace of sadness at the bottom of his eyes. He was so sad, and then he kissed her lips fiercely, as if he was venting something and deciding what to do.

Her love, sure enough, is too superficial!

Perhaps, without the confirmation of Christmas, she has completely let go.

His kiss came too fast, too fierce, too self. There was no need for her response at all. He intruded on himself and ended up when she just reacted and wanted to respond to him.

Fu Qingyu stared at him blankly, "what's the matter with you?"

He seems very sad

Zuo Shaoqing got up and stretched out his hand to pull her up.

Zuo Shaoqing, standing in the light, was still gentle. If he didn't have a messy head, he couldn't see that he had been crazy the moment before.

Zuo Shaoqing bent her eyes and smiled gently. "Take you to a place."

Fu Qingyu immediately followed him.

Neither of them noticed the flashing light in one of the windows.

Fu Qingyu didn't expect Zuo Shaoqing to bring herself to the playground. She opened her eyes, looked around and couldn't help laughing: "there are only two of us here. Have you cleared the playground?"

"Yes." Zuo Shaoqing smiled and handed her the ice Qilin in her hand. "In fact, it shouldn't be cleared, but it's not safe recently."

Fu Qingyu took Bing Qilin and shook her head. "I like clearing the scene. I like just the two of us."

How many women should stare at Zuo Shaoqing if the scene is not cleared. I'm afraid she can't even fight.

"What do you like to play?" Zuo Shaoqing asked while eating ice cream.

Fu Qingyu watched his powdered tongue lick a circle of milky ice cream, and his clean lips were not stained at all.

Elegant, gentle, sexy

Fu Qingyu could not hear what he was afraid of. He stared straight and muttered to himself, "if only I had ice cream..."

The next second, Zuo Shaoqing's lips came to her lips. The tip of his tongue touched slightly and gently passed her lips. Then he got up and looked at her. His eyes were as warm as Chunyang: "can you say what you want to play now?"

Fu Qingyu opened his eyes and looked at him. For a moment, his mouth was dry. "You, you, are you seducing me?"

Zuo Shaoqing bent his eyes, some innocent, "I'm fulfilling your wish on Christmas Eve. Don't you want me to do that to you? "

"Yes!" Fu Qingyu nodded hard.

"I helped you fulfill your wish." Zuo Shaoqing tilted his head. It was rare for him to look like a rogue. He was lazy like a bad child.

Fu Qingyu swallowed his saliva. Zuo Shaoqing was also very good.

"Let's go." Zuo Shaoqing took her hand and walked towards the ferris wheel.

When he passed the trash can, he threw in the ice cream. He not only threw his own, but also Fu Qingyu's.

"I haven't eaten yet?" Fu Qingyu protested.

"Just had it." Zuo Shaoqing rubbed her head. "Eating too cold in winter is bad for your health."

"Then why did you just buy it?"

"Because it's Christmas Eve." Zuo Shaoqing said calmly.

Because I have to eat ice cream with the people I like on Christmas Eve.

Fu Qingyu insisted: "but I haven't eaten a mouthful."

Zuo Shaoqing lowered her head and kissed her lips, handed the tip of her tongue in, stopped slightly and retreated out. He asked, "what's the smell?"

"Vanilla!" Fu Qingyu answered quickly.

Zuo Shaoqing smiled, "look, I've eaten. Vanilla ice cream. "

"Ah? How can you... "

"No?"

"Yes!" Fu Qingyu looked at him and smiled, "otherwise, it would be better to eat ice cream like this in the future. It's good for your health. Ha ha, ha ha... "

"Fool!" Zuo Shaoqing took her hand and stood in front of the ferris wheel. The glass door is closed, and a pair of tall and slender figures reflect the absolute and desolation of the man's eyes.

Sapphire... Maybe you won't like me after tonight.

He is not perfect.

How can a person who has been eroded by millet base be perfect.

From beginning to end, Fu Qingyu looked at his flawless side face, obsessed and intoxicated.

Zuo Shaoqing raised his hand over the top and opened the door of the ferris wheel. He took Fu Qingyu into the ferris wheel.

The ferris wheel is slowly rising, and the whole city is gradually left behind by them. But none of them looked out, only each other in their eyes.

Fu Qingyu looked at Zuo Shaoqing and smiled. Zuo Shaoqing looked at her and saw how she smiled.

She was the first person he fell in love with, but she was such an uncertain teenager.

Zuo Shaoqing sat casually. His slender legs stretched and overlapped freely, hugged his arms, looked at her opposite and smiled: "what are you laughing at?"

"Zuo Shaoqing, are you like father or mother? How can it be so beautiful? "

Zuo Shaoqing finally stopped looking at her and turned to look out of the window. His voice was a little cool: "when I was a child, my mother said I looked like my father, but my father said I looked like my mother. I'm afraid both should be alike. "