250 Raids: There's a girl next door

"I can't kill you." Pei Mochen drew the curtains of the living room.

Then the two had another hit on the couch.

As of 10:30 p.m., the two had done it four times in total.

In the end, Cheng Ningyou made a conclusion, men and women with savings really can't afford to get hurt together, they will go crazy if they are not careful.

After supper, Pei Mochen sent Cheng Ningyou back to Cheng Changke.

When he got home, Cheng Ning had a sore back and a sore back, and his legs were basically dragging when he walked.

After entering the door, Cheng Yanke was sitting on the sofa watching the football game. When he saw Cheng Ningyou came back, he turned down the volume of the TV a little.

"came back."

Cheng Ning nodded weakly, "Yes."

Put your hand up and hang your bag on the hook, change your shoes, and enter the house.

Cheng Yanke said, "Si Si Nian has already fallen asleep."

Cheng Ningyou poured a cup of hot water, drank a couple of sips, and glanced at the TV screen, "Uh, there's such a big difference, there's no time, the outcome has already been decided."

Cheng Yanke held the remote control in his hand and leaned lazily on the sofa. Seeing Cheng Ningyou bent over to sit down, he moved his body and turned up the volume of the TV a little more.

"It's the process. Messi's penalty kick just now was beautiful."

There was another burst of applause on the TV during the speech, and Barcelona's Messi scored again.

Cheng Ningyou glanced lazily at the TV screen. The Barcelona players were hugging and cheering. She pouted and said, "I still think Ronaldo's single-handedly is wonderful."

I heard that Ronaldo is a macho, and I also heard that Mrs. Beckham's good figure is because of Beckham's good skills in bed.

Hey, it seems that in order to maintain a good figure, it is necessary to find a strong man who is good in bed.

Thinking of the work on the bed, my whole body started to ache again, my little face turned red, and my pursed lips curled up.

"So you're a little girl." Cheng Yanke turned to look at Cheng Ningyou. Girls who like Ronaldo are basically fake fans, but of course there are real ones.

But why did she blush while talking about football?

His eyes inadvertently glanced under her earlobe, and a shallow hickey made him immediately aware of it.

He didn't gossip, and only had an ambiguous smile in his eyes the moment he withdrew his gaze.

The big TV screen showed that it was almost eleven o'clock. Auntie went to her new house today, but was sent back in the afternoon, and it was Pei Mochen who sent her back.

**It is estimated that it is on fire.

It's rare for the calm and restrained Cheng Ke to yell occasionally.

"Thirty, still a little girl."

How could Cheng Ningyou know what Cheng Changke was thinking at this moment, and how could he know what he saw.

The glass of water is finished, just as the game is over.

Cheng Yanke put down the remote control, stood up, her tall figure was wearing a dark blue nightgown, yawned, and said to Cheng Ningyou, "Go to bed early, I see that you are so tired that you have no energy."

Cheng Ningyou was taken aback when he heard the words, then blushed again, "Ah, I'm not tired."

Cheng Yanke hid her smile in her eyes, and nodded with unknown meaning, "Oh, I thought you were tired, it's eleven o'clock now, don't be so late next time."

It's better to let her move out earlier, otherwise it is estimated that she will often stay so late in the future, which is very troublesome.

"Ah...oh." Cheng Ningyou felt a little guilty.

Cheng Yanke turned around and was about to enter the room when his mobile phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.

The ringtone of the cell phone is Qu Wanting's My Singing, which is the fourth cell phone ringtone of Cheng Keke in her memory.

Five years ago, when she didn't change the ringtone for him, he still used that kind of phone ring as the ringtone for incoming calls, but she changed it for him later.