My wife is pure and pure

They are also mortal, and cannot have endless desires and insatiable needs.

Serving Luo Mingyu in the shower is only out of a little bit of guilt and some kind of love.

Of course, from the point of view of the yelling guy in Luo Mingyu's mind, she prefers to call this the next maintenance step after washing.

Having prepared a change of underwear, Luo Mingyu went into the bathroom, and took a hot shower happily and comfortably.

Wash away the exhaustion and tiredness accumulated all day today.

The whole person walked out, steaming and dripping water.

After drying her hair with the last of her strength, Luo Mingyu lay face down on the bed, and then came to the bedside like a pupa like a cat and insect and reached out to turn off the light.

The whole room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and the only source of light was the mobile phone she put aside.

Luo Mingyu began to summarize today's encounters and experiences without changing his posture.

As the second day of the blood-grinding mission, she tried to do the mission challenge.

As a result, there was no obvious progress as she expected.

Be it Yan Jue or the small squad leader, or Zhuang Mengmeng or Han Zitong.

Among these people, Luo Mingyu didn't find anyone who had any obvious impulse for this.

Although this can also be understood as, although everyone's thoughts are flying in broad daylight, they still can't fly to this height.

But judging from some of their body movements and detailed expressions, even in the middle of the night, they may not have any bolder ideas.

Luo Mingyu was not disappointed with this result, which was within her expectations, but it was inevitable that she would be a little bit disappointed.

It's kind of like the little bit of missing the lottery.

ps: By the way, are you used to 4000 chapters or 2000 chapters?

Chapter 180 Seven Daba Dabades

After buying a lottery ticket, even though you know you won't win, you still pay attention to the lottery numbers to check your own numbers.

Such a small loss is Luo Mingyu's state of mind at this time.

She also understood that what she did today was actually just a click, her effort was too small, and she didn't dare to show her teasing skills too much.

Naturally, the effect that can be gained from a simple attempt is minimal.

Luo Mingyu sighed in her heart, and then continued to reflect down.

Aunt Bai Yanbai was very honest today, she didn't even take the initiative to say a word to Luo Mingyu, this might be her little trick of lust, she needs to be careful, don't take the bait.

If she is still like this tomorrow, then continue to maintain this close relationship in school, anyway, this is what Luo Mingyu wants.

Besides Bai Yan, what is worth mentioning today is the walk with Han Zitong after school.

She hasn't changed too much from the previous few days, she is still so introverted and introverted, and her popularity is really bad.

No one lent her an umbrella.

If it wasn't for Luo Mingyu's presence, and she didn't know what she was going to do, she just forced her to go back like this?

Feels like it's possible.

My mother has a great impression of Han Zitong, and she can be seen from the fact that they always compare her with her on the way back and ask her to learn more from others.

But that's okay, although Ms. Ding Lan invited her to come and play often when she has time, but Han Zitong's character is destined not to come here on her own initiative.

And she didn't have that time, she was very busy.

Hey~ It would be great if every mission target could be as busy as her.

When all the time is filled with various things, the energy that can be put on Luo Mingyu's place will naturally be allocated a lot.

However, this is just Luo Mingyu's wishful thinking.

Han Zitong's current emotional state is considered stable, and there is no sign of collapse and blackening for the time being.

It is enough to chat with her from time to time in the follow-up to relieve the mental pressure.

Hold on to her for now.

Try to be at least as good as the class leader in her heart before the third year of high school comes.

This degree must be grasped, and it must not be exceeded.

After Luo Mingyu reminded herself again, today's summary can be regarded as over.

She twisted her arms together with her waist and thighs to turn herself over on her back.

Sleeping on your stomach is not good for your physical development.Although her current size is still relatively limited, she still feels chest tightness and shortness of breath when facing down.

[Sleep, sleep~ Good night. 】

After Luo Mingyu left such a sentence, she heard it while closing her eyes.

【OK, good night. 】

And the same crisp sound of switch fluctuations, which should be turning off the lights.

After getting along day and night for a long time, Luo Mingyu didn't know how many times he heard most of the things this guy made, including but not limited to eating, drinking and sleeping.

Some noises in daily life are also recorded in her mind. When Luo Mingyu is bored, she will even simulate and construct the place where this guy lives in her mind based on the size, direction and pitch of those sounds.

It's just, but it's obviously impossible to do all of this by relying on those monotonous sounds.

At present, it can only be inferred that her bedroom is far away from the bathroom. Generally, after she wakes up with a sigh of relief, it will take a long time for Luo Mingyu to hear the sound of rushing.

Luo Mingyu was always extra careful about such meaningless matters.

······

The time to turn off the lights in the school dormitory is relatively early, and the dormitory will not immediately fall into silence after the lights are turned off.

Although there will be a teacher coming to check the dormitory before then, it will still be lively after the teacher leaves.

The enthusiasm of young students will not be restrained by simple dormitory checks and deduction of points.

Although the study life during the day is not easy, everyone is still full of energy after the lights are turned off.

Hiding under the quilt with a mobile phone and earphones each looking for their own happiness.

As one of them, Yan Jue seemed a little out of place here. She was always self-disciplined and always went to bed and rested on time.

In addition to being used for basic communication, her mobile phone also serves as a storage for online lessons.

Games, movies and novels don't have any appeal to her.

She has always been the first one to fall asleep and wake up in the dormitory.

Today, however, she was quite different from usual and couldn't sleep.

Feeling a little irritable, and feeling a little tight in the chest.

Could it be because the weather is too hot?But when she saw Zhuang Mengmeng who was tightly wrapped in a quilt below, she rejected this guess.

Zhuang Mengmeng is very afraid of heat.

Upset and hot.

Today, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Even when everyone in the dormitory fell asleep and there was a slight snoring sound, Yan Jue was still mentally out of order.

She lightly took a few deep breaths.

Picking it up and putting it beside the bed, that ugly and cute felt doll began to pinch and play with it.

This little doll came from her tablemate, and it was a small gift they gave to themselves when they went out to play last week.

Yan Jue has always placed it by the bedside at ordinary times, just like a sacred object to ward off evil spirits.

After thinking of the other party, Yan Jue's thoughts gushed out like a reservoir with a gate opened.

That sweet and beautiful girl's smiling face clearly appeared in Yan Jue's misty eyes.

In a trance, she even smelled the faint fragrance of the other party.

Of course, the source of this fragrance is sourced.

She came from a pair of neatly folded black trousers that Yan Jue also placed beside the bed, and a belt that did not belong to Yan Jue before was tied around the waist of the trousers.

Reason told her that the smell she smelled must be the smell of laundry detergent, but this matter was obviously beyond the control of reason.

She just took it for granted that this was the smell of Luo Mingyu's body, and there was nothing she could do about it.

The usual meticulous ponytail was loosely scattered on the pillow at this time, and a few strands of beautiful hair covered her face that was flushed in the dark.

Without the cover of glasses, Yan Jue at this time has a little more tenderness that he can't see at ordinary times.

Her eyes were fixed on the trousers not far from the pillow, but the focus of her eyes was further back.

Or she was looking at someone who had worn the pants.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand why she couldn't sleep.

A complex expression of surprise, panic, panic, shame and a little excitement appeared on her face one after another.

The face, which was fairer than most girls, was already a bright red at this time, like dripping blood.

Speaking of dripping blood, he suddenly thought of something.

No, no!

Chapter 180 Eighth

Yan Jue was afraid of the momentary impulse that appeared in her mind, and she didn't understand why she had such an idea.

Is this the so-called intrusive thinking?

Yan Jue calmed down his mood, and tried his best to clear out all the filthy thoughts that arose in his heart.

She works hard, really hard.