Love you, never separate

It's true that he took the initiative only once, but he didn't succeed. How can he face Zhou Li in the future?

I don't know whether Zhou Li is really drunk or fake drunk. It's good if Zhou Li doesn't remember. He doesn't have to be so tangled. Now, Zhou Ligang is sober. How can he get along with Zhou Li?

Is it difficult to go directly to Zhou Li and give him a lame explanation, "in fact, I was not so eager..."?

After taking a bath full of worries, he found that he didn't bring his pajamas in. He looked around the bathroom and saw only a bath towel. He took the bath towel and wrapped his lower body. Then he slowly opened the door and went out.

His muscles are not so strong, and his abdominal muscles are even less rounded. Therefore, he doesn't really want to compete with Zhou Li face to face. It's a shame!

When the bathroom door rang, Zhou Li began to stare at the direction of the bathroom. He remembers that he Qinggang didn't take his pajamas when he went in.

He qingbare, the upper part of the body is so directly exposed in front of his eyes, his eyes almost stick to He Qing's body, follow he Qing's body to move.

He Qing's physique is not strong, and her skin is white. I don't know why. It seems that she is a little weaker than before? It seems that we should take him to exercise more in the future, he thought in his heart.

He Qing's arm is very thin, not like that kind of big muscle, but the line is very beautiful, people can't help but want to pinch.

His vision slowly glides down He Qing's chest, sweeps over He Qing's almost no abdominal muscles, reaches his thin waist, and then continues down... His throat is astringent.

His heart has been alarm, can't continue to look down, but his eyes have been disobedient to He Qing's body.

He Qing blushed when Zhou Li stared at him. He almost couldn't walk. He walked to the bed with his hands and feet, crossed the thin blanket and put it on his body, which cut off Zhou Li's sight. Then he felt better.

It suddenly occurred to him that his pajamas seemed to have been thrown away by Zhou Li? Those pajamas are old. They have been worn for several years, and they have been replaced without any damage.

As a result, when he moved here yesterday, Zhou Li watched him pack his things and saw the clothes in his cupboard. He frowned and threw away more than half of them. In fact, he was ready to throw them away. At least he kept some of them.

"The pajamas are in the cupboard. Go and get them." Zhou Li see he Qing in situ alone tangled, just pointed to the wardrobe, a voice to remind.

He Qing immediately ran to the wardrobe wrapped in a blanket. When he opened it, he was dumbfounded. There was a row of pajamas full of various styles. He was dazzled and didn't know which one to take.

Zhou Li saw he Qing standing in front of the wardrobe for a long time without any action. Then he coughed and said awkwardly, "I don't know what style you like. I asked for one for you. Let's change it..."

"Oh... Oh..." he Qingleng Oh two, he casually took a sky blue silk pajamas, set on the body, the fabric is very comfortable, pasted on the body cool.

He put on his clothes and went to bed slowly. He leaned on the head of the bed side by side with Zhou Li, shaking his feet and stupefied.

Zhou Li side head looked at He Qing for a while, did not speak, just in He Qing's ear gently pinch.

Zhou Li's fingertips are a little chilly. It's very comfortable to touch He Qing's earlobe. He Qing's ear roots move. He looks at Zhou Li in a daze. I don't know why Zhou Li suddenly does this action.

"There's a hair." Zhou Li accepts the surprise in He Qing's eyes and explains with a wooden face.

In fact, there was no hair at all. He just looked at he's green and mellow earlobe. The more he looked, the more lovely he was. He couldn't help holding out his hand and pinching it. He didn't mean anything else.

"Ah, so..." he Qing nodded awkwardly. He was still thinking about what he had just done. For a moment, he didn't know how to face Zhou Li.

There was a very strange awkward atmosphere between them. He thought that he and Zhou Li were probably the purest couple in bed. They just sat around doing nothing.

Zhou Li didn't sort out his thoughts. For a moment, he didn't speak. His head was dizzy after another. The effect of cold water seemed to have failed. Now the strength of wine began to flood upward.

They sat so stiff for a long time, until he Qing could not help breaking the embarrassment: "that... Time... It's late..."

He now hinted that Zhou Li was sleeping. Zhou Li understood and nodded to He Qing. Then he reached out and put out the light at the head of the bed. Habitually, he Qing was held in his arms and lay down.

Strange to say, he and he Qing have lived together for one day, but he seems to have formed the habit of sleeping with He Qing for a long time.

He Qing leans on Zhou Li's chest, and Zhou Li's heart beats to give him a sense of security. Holding Zhou Li's waist, he realizes that all this is not an illusion. Zhou Li does exist, and he comes back to him.

He fell asleep with this idea, and there was a smile in the corner of his mouth. He thought, I hope all this can go on so well.

The next day, when Zhou Li wakes up, he Qing has already gone out to work. He shakes his head. The sobering soup He Qing gave him yesterday worked. When he wakes up, his head is not so uncomfortable.

Think of He Qing, his heart suddenly soft down, think of He Qing, the whole air seems to be sweet.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash. On the mirror, he saw a blue cloud shaped post it note with a row of beautiful handwriting written by He Qing.

"I feel that you may not see the post it notes in my kitchen, so I've pasted them everywhere. Breakfast is ready and on the table. Don't forget to eat. When you get up, the temperature should be just right. If it's cold, heat it in the microwave." Followed by a naughty expression.

Zhou Li repeatedly read the above words for several times. Every time he read them, he felt sweet. Looking at the expression of He Qing's painting, he could imagine he Qing's face.

He held the piece of paper and couldn't help laughing. After a long time, he realized that he was too stupid. He closed his smile, folded the piece of paper carefully and put it into his pocket.

After taking care of himself, he went out of the bedroom and went straight to the kitchen. He Qing wrote on the note that there were stickers in the kitchen.

He saw the as like as two peas of yellow yellow stickers on the fridge and the same ones he had taken away from them, and took out the folded sticker from his pocket, and the two pieces were stacked together.