Host, You're Targeted

On the second day of Shen Zhao's holiday, Bai Ji had planned to go with him to buy some couple's clothes.

But because they played the day before, Shen Zhao suddenly entered the susceptible period in the evening, so by the time they woke up naturally, half of the day had passed.

When Shen Zhao woke up, the sun was already hanging in the middle of the window. He turned over vaguely and found someone in his arms.

His memory of last night is still in his bath when he suddenly felt the pheromone restless there, he did not remember what happened later.

But he still had the impression of falling Bai Ji.

So this is After the fact?

Shen Zhao stares at the sleeping face of the man in his arms for a while and reaches out to try the temperature on his forehead. The temperature is normal.

“…… Don't make any noise. " Bai Ji smashed his mouth a few times, clapped Shen Zhao's hand open, and drilled into his warm arms.

Shen Zhao hesitated for a moment, covered under the quilt, and slowly moved his hands around Bai Ji's waist.

He entered the susceptible period yesterday. Should Bai Ji be ok?

Shen Zhao's fingertips slowly slide down, but the cloth on her hand has not changed. She has always been a soft bathrobe with a bit of coarse grain feeling.

Bai Ji was tossed about by him yesterday. Could she clean up and put on her clothes? So strong? Or is he really old?

Shen Zhao has doubts about his ability, so he can't help but look down at the quilt.

However, it was dark in the quilt.

As soon as Shen Zhao's hand goes down, Bai Ji suddenly opens her eyes and bounces up.

"I - shit!" Bai Ji bent her legs and instinctively wanted to hold Shen Zhao with her knees, "what are you doing?"

Shen Zhao was almost kicked down by Bai Ji. He stabilized himself and looked at Bai Ji with astonishment on his face.

Bai Ji suddenly pulled the quilt and hid behind him. He looked at him warily and said, "you, you, you, you, what are you doing in the morning? Ah? "

The quilts on Shen Zhao's body are pulled by Bai Ji, and he noticed that his clothes are well dressed, just like the pajamas that he put on after taking a bath last night.

"I..." Shen Zhao looks at Bai Ji, whose face is turned into red by sullen anger and shame. She is speechless for a moment.

"You don't want a face!" Bai Ji kicked him across the quilt, "you touch my ass in the morning! Man! You are touching the tiger's ass, you are playing with fire

Shen Zhao: Don't I see if you have anything

"Hetui!" Bai Ji held the quilt and drew back a distance. "You are coveting my beauty!"

Shen Zhao sat up speechless, rubbed his head and looked at Bai Ji, who was still lying on the bed more and more far away.

Just as Bai Ji was about to fall, Shen Zhao reached for him.

Bai Ji is caught in the arms by Shen Zhao across the quilt and is forced to gaze at his eyes closely.

This morning's Shen Zhao has returned to normal. The eyes of peach blossom are still rippling with autumn waves and white Ji's handsome face, unlike yesterday's flashing light of possession.

Bai Ji was Shen Zhao this look in the eyes, think of this man yesterday pressed him to bite him, immediately small face red.

Shen Zhao stopped, and finally asked, "what happened to us yesterday?"

Bai Ji, with a red face, bit her lower lip and shook her head desperately. She denied: "no! Nothing there? I gave you an inhibitor, so nothing happened to us! "

Shen Zhao:

All of a sudden, Shen Zhao reaches out and pushes Bai Ji's open neckline because of his sleeping action, and presses it on his clavicle.

"And what is this?"