My wife is pure and pure

Of course, this small problem is just a bone for Mengmeng, who has a strong self-regulation ability.

Although I have always liked to eat sweets and snacks constantly, but Mengmeng's teeth are really good, a mouth full of small white teeth.

The skill of the mouth is also quite good.

Even the ribs that are relatively difficult to chew, she can always lick them clean.

Aunt Bai is fine though.

They both feel completely different.

Aunt Bai may rely more on her flexible lip and tongue cooperation, which is a technical flow.

Mengmeng is more about exerting her strength, and Luo Mingyu can even hear the sound of clicking.

Similar to Mimi's posture.

Moreover, Aunt Bai gnaws mostly in a wordy way, the type that is easy to respond to just looking at her tongue a few times.

Mengmeng is much more immature.

The way she gnaws on these few bones gives people only pain, and the pubic bone is crushed by you, so the pleasure is relatively limited.

Even if she knew that Mengmeng would not be so ruthless, this subconscious impression would still exist.

The atmosphere between Luo Mingyu, Mengmeng and Yan Jue was the best lunch accompaniment for the star-gazing person opposite.

Just this moment of interaction can make her eat three bowls of rice empty-mouthed.

Whether it's Mengmeng's sullenness, or the smile on the corner of Yan Jue's mouth who has always been cold.

They all provided her with batch after batch of material imagination.

She decided that she would publish this novel on the Internet during this summer vacation.

The title of the book hasn't been decided yet, but that's not a problem.

Luo Mingyu didn't know what this girl was thinking, nor did she know how her deeds would be made public.

After lunch, the group returned to the dormitory together.

Yan Jue's joining made Luo Mingyu ask curiously.

"Aren't you going to class today?"

"Well, I want to take a rest today."

Even if Yan Jue went back to the dormitory at noon, he would always pick up something or change clothes.

It's really rare to be able to say words like rest from her mouth.

Luo Mingyu leaned over to look into her eyes again.

"Ah yes, you didn't sleep well last night, why don't you apply some eye cream for you later?"

The whole morning passed, and the spot that Luo Mingyu applied to Yan Jue in the morning had already been absorbed.

"No, I'll be fine after a nap at noon."

Standing by the side, Mengmeng felt more and more like an outsider.

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Today's Mengmeng dormitory is very lively.

Two girls from other dormitories in the class also came over to play games together.

The not-so-spacious dormitory was crammed with three more people, which inevitably seemed a bit crowded.

Especially for Yan Jue who was about to take a nap for lunch.

No matter how you think about playing games, it is impossible to be honest and quiet, especially when several people get together.

It was even more noisy and helpless.

Even Luo Mingyu sometimes felt a little jarring, let alone Yan Jue who was quiet by nature.

This kind of dormitory life is indeed torture for her.

But this is also because most of the school dormitories have a lively atmosphere, and children of this age don't know how to take care of others.

It's not that they are bad or uneducated, but in many cases, they just don't expect it.

Maybe this is also the reason why Yan Jue couldn't integrate into the small group.

After returning to the dormitory, Yan Jue took off his shoes and placed them under the railing next to him, then climbed onto his neat bed that looked like a steel plate.

The neat bed sheets tightly wrapped the mattress underneath without any wrinkles. Many students were not as neat as she is now during military training.

To be honest, this is a bit too organized, Luo Mingyu feels tired just looking at it.

"Hey, I'm going! Steal my mana again!! You don't have mana bars and my mage!"

"Save, save!!"

"This Saby is playing wild! He is stealing my lane again!"

"I'm super pentakill! Nice! Ye Wang!"

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Such ups and downs of lively shouts echoed in the small bedroom, which was quite torture for those who did not join in.

Apart from feeling that they are a little noisy, there is no sense of bringing in at all.

Yan Jue was not surprised by this either. After sleeping together for two years, she had already adapted, or had to adapt.

She did not spoil the family.

He just silently took out a small box from under his pillow, took out the earplugs inside and stuffed them into his ears, and a matching eye mask.

After getting ready, Yan Jue lay down quite peacefully with his hands crossed on his stomach.

The eye mask can't cover all the bright light, and the earplugs can't completely isolate the noise.

But the combination of the two can barely meet the conditions for Yan Jue to take a nap.

The only downside might be a bit of a sore ear after waking up.

Look at her outfit.

In fact, Luo Mingyu really wanted to recommend some more useful props to her deskmate.

Like the kind of earmuffs she was used to, which is very good.

After wearing it, it is really a first-class sound insulation effect.

It gave Luo Mingyu the feeling of being deaf, with a super light-shielding eye mask on.

Being deprived of the two most intuitive feelings will also greatly enhance the sensitivity of the body.

Even just some basic skin-to-skin contact is more imaginative.

Especially a senior person like Luo Mingyu with rich experience and deep knowledge.

Every time she was in this situation, she would involuntarily replay those real experiences in front of her eyes.

The resulting reaction is called a water spirit.

Of course, there is one reason that cannot be denied.

The girl Luo Mingyu has a sullen personality.

Indispensable.

Chapter 470

Bingqing Yujie has always been a title that Luo Mingyu constantly flaunts.

Even without her experiences.

Just looking at her personality, these few words are more or less not worthy of the name.

But the more a person values ​​something, the more she lacks.

Anyway, Luo Mingyu will never admit that she is such a shy girl in her life.

Even when she was whistling in someone's arms, she didn't say less.

The same goes for words like 'I still want it', 'one more', 'I'm my sister's little sg'.

Eh, just refuse to admit it.

A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, as long as I don't admit that I am not.

This kind of ability to escape from reality also has some willfulness of "I don't care, I don't care" at work.

Yan Jue's presence didn't have much impact on the atmosphere in the dormitory.

The rest of the people were still having fun.

Here, Luo Mingyu is also lying on her stomach on Mengmeng's bed.

Of course, from time to time, I would glance sideways at Yan Jue who was taking a nap. The little classmate was sleeping very peacefully, and he would stay as he was when he lay down.

Even the feet that have taken off the socks are standing upright, which is uncomfortable to look at, but there is something admirable because the socks have been taken off.

This may be the only place where Yan Jue relaxes, and this habit is the same as Luo Mingyu's.

She would be the first to take off her socks when she got home, and the physical relaxation was palpable.

There was no sound or movement from the little deskmate, nor did he turn over.

Quiet and very honest.

It can be said that it is completely different from everyone around.

I don't know if Luo Mingyu could still sleep so calmly when she was lying on the same bed.

Well, it should work.

After all, they usually sit side by side with shoulders together. If they are neatly dressed, the difference between sitting and lying down should not be too big for the little tablemate.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to flirt and show off, Yan Jue's concentration is still very good.