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Zhou Qifeng had a dream.

He dreamed that Su Lin was pressed under his body to kiss him. The wine fumes gradually passed from him to Su Lin's lips and teeth. He made Su Lin cough in panic and pushed him away in panic to escape.

Why do you want to escape in your dream?

In reality, he is not cold and hot, but also awkward and cramped. Why can't I have a good dream?

When he thought of Zhou Qisheng's words, he would either chase him or walk away from his kidney. It was impossible to use money. Anyway, money is omnipotent.

It's a dream, so it's OK for him to indulge once.

So he impatiently pulled people back to the circle under the body, angrily called out: "when I buy you once, OK?"

Maybe because this is his dream, everything is according to his subconscious mind.

The man under him was really quiet, as if in a daze.

But Zhou Qifeng did not care whether he was stunned by surprise or because he agreed to stop struggling.

He pinches Su Lin's chin and kisses him back again. He wants to pour all his smell into Su Lin's throat.

He still remembered that Su Lin was very white, especially dazzling in the divergent light.

He bit down heavily, trying to burn all the traces on Su Lin.

No matter where the kiss falls or where the teeth have been worn, it's better to engrave his name in it and ask Su Lin to remember that he can't be estranged from him intentionally and make trouble with him.

Later, Su Lin seemed to cry. Her whole face was stuffy in the pillow. Her body was separated from the snow-white quilt automatically, and a beautiful arc was drawn in the air.

From the place where the tears came out, to the glazed tile lamp on his head, straight lines and parabolas kept crisscrossing.

What happened later?

Then the phone rang.

I don't know where the mobile phone is ringing. Zhou Qifeng touches the source of the vibration with his eyes closed. He squints his eyes and looks at it, and then he is connected.

"Hello?"

Zhou Qisheng, who was just about to scold on the other end of the phone, listened to Zhou Qifeng's obvious voice of the story. He opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

Zhou Qifeng was impatient. He pulled his quilt and turned over. He raised his voice and asked, "who is it?"

"You kiss me." Zhou Qisheng pondered over his mouth and asked What are you doing

Zhou Qifeng grabbed his hair and said, "what else can I do to sleep?"

Zhou Qisheng said What time is it now? It's already nine o'clock. What happened this morning? Did you forget? Still sleeping? "

Yes, there's a blind date at ten in the morning.

Zhou Qifeng gets up from the bed with narrow eyes, grabs his hair and sits on the edge of the bed. He is not fully awake.

"I had dinner with Mr. Wang of the company last night. The shameless man has been pouring me wine. I'm so fucked up that I'm in my head now Lying trough! "

Zhou Qifeng found a man lying on the other side of the bed with his back to him. All the quilts were pulled by him, revealing the green and red marks on the man.

Most of all, the man had short hair and was a man.

What the hell is this?

Drunken promiscuity? Who is he with?

"What's the matter?" Asked Zhou Qisheng.

Zhou Qifeng immediately cut off the conversation with him, "no, nothing. I have some problems here. You can help me delay the time a little and hang up first."

With that, Zhou Qifeng immediately threw the mobile phone on the pillow and violently pressed the man's shoulder to break him over.

The man was pulled over by him to hold down the time just blankly opened his eyes, wake up, around the eyes are red.

It's su Lin.