MTL - Starlight Has No Past-Chapter 37 Aspirin 17
I didn't know how to fall asleep later this night.
The rain outside the window gradually stopped, and Ye Qiao was already asleep when Ye Qiao turned. She got up and stared, and the man's eyes were pale and pale, and perhaps he had never had a good sleep in the past few days. She carefully bathed, put on her pajamas and took two people's clothes downstairs and put his coat on the dryer.
The hot wind is on the back of the hand, the moisture evaporates, and the male smell on the soft fabric is attached to the hand. Ye Qiao shut down the machinery, sniffing, and there was a taste after the sun was exposed.
When you go upstairs, you pass by the room where Zhou Weishen should have lived. In fact, it was originally her parents' room, but her mother died early, and her father rarely came to Ye family since then. This room was so free. She didn't want to let him sleep here, and she always felt that the meaning was not good.
It turns out she can be superstitious.
When he was lying down beside him, Ye Qiao gave birth to a secret stealing emotion, like being despised by evil thoughts. However, tiredness comes quickly, and sleep becomes easier than ever. She had a love affair since she was a child. She was a shameful secret. After she was 13 years old, she was forced to be stripped from her father and daughter and became a smashed scar. Therefore, the adult partner she is looking for is often older, and her temperament experience makes her feel out of reach.
This time she is a completely different experience. Each other has a young mind that is intermittently tempted, tolerant of childishness and youth, and the pace is in their own hands, no longer follow the rhythm of others.
Everything is strange, careful and expecting to explore.
Zhou Yanshen suddenly turned over in a deep dream and caught her without knowing it.
Ye Qiao half-awake, half-awake, and then fell into sleep in this position. When he was awake, he was faintly aware that he was having a nightmare, his hands and feet were cold, but he was shackled. Ye Qiao is familiar with the taste of nightmares and stumbles on his back to appease. On the rainy night, the two bodies were warmed by body temperature, and when they woke up the next day, their hands and feet were already tangled.
I will wake up at sunrise and Zhou Wei, and recall the **** scenes familiar to my dreams. In such a perfect night, I can’t escape the nightmare. This made him unexpected. I guess I might have been very stunned last night. But seeing Ye Qiao still sleeping, not sure if she fell asleep or not. But seeing her, reason returning to the coffin, remembering something more important: this is Ye Qiao's trampoline.
I didn't leave the room last night and sneaked into sleep. The discovered ghosts may accumulate in his heart. The physiological reaction of the body in the early morning is even more embarrassing.
The autumn morning after the rain was clear and refreshing. When Ye Qiao woke up, there were two beams of sunlight falling on the side of the body. It was expected that Zhou Weishen might return to the room in the middle of the night.
The sound of ping-pong in the kitchen downstairs is not really clear across the thick wall. It must have been that Auntie started cooking early. Ye Qiao looked at the antique clock, it was still early, ignorant to understand and wash.
As soon as I opened the door of the bathroom, there was moisture on the soles of the feet.
The man inside the door quickly pulled over the bath towel and surrounded the half body. Ye Qiao was a glimpse, steamed by the hot mist in the bathroom, only to understand that he had just showered.
Zhou Hao got up early in the morning and went to the morning to smash the fire. He returned to the shower, and the muscles that had just been exercised were tight. In the future, the cleaned water drops along the sharp edges and corners of the abdomen, and broke into the deep gullies of the waist and abdomen. Ye Qiao earned a good eye, admiring enough, smirking through him and taking out a tube of toothpaste. The quaint carved mirror in front of him was covered with a mist of water. She smiled and put the toothbrush into her mouth, making a hand, and slowly rubbing out a humanoid mirror at the fingertips, which reflected the appearance of Zhou Wei.
The hand passed through the mirror, as if touching his body.
Zhou Yanshen saw her ill-fated smile from the mirror that was polished, and the thoughts of forbearance were provoked, leaving her waist behind her suggestively. Ye Qiao's dry and cool back is attached with a pair of **** that have just come out of the bath. He hides without conscience. The mouth is confusing and disgusting: "Wet..." Zhou Wei deep pressed and pressed, and the two men reached the sink together. Ye Qiao shunned indefinitely and smiled. He took a sip of water and smashed the foam. He screamed at him: "Brush your teeth, and then yell at people."
"You shouted?" Zhou Yanshen circumvented her shoulders and looked at her from behind. The body temperature after bathing made her steamer. Ye Qiao clearly felt his eagerness to wake up, barely completed the wash, and fell into a deeper stalemate.
Zhou Weishen is naturally a fake prestige, and how to release the waves can not pick this section of the bones out of control. He let go of the man in annoyance, turned and took the clothes and went out.
Out of the bathroom, the door of the bedroom was next to it, and there was a bang in the door. I don’t know who was walking on the stairs.
Ye Qiao then arrived, the narrow aisle can only pass one person, Zhou Yushen was blocked by her in the place where she entered the door.
He smiled bitterly: "What do you want to do, want to see me wearing clothes?"
Ye Qiao snorted and gave him a soothing kiss in two steps. When the lips touched, both ears sounded the footsteps in the corridor. One of the old-fashioned dragon clocks, step by step, should be a grandmother.
There are many rooms on the second floor. Listening to not coming here, Ye Qiao’s kiss is more daring. He presses him to the door and forgets to ridicule: “Grandma got up. You guess she went downstairs and saw the rooms that had not been moved. What do you think in your heart?"
As if to confirm her words, the grandmother’s voice just sounded: “Where did everyone go? Zhong Ayi, have you seen it?”
Aunt Zhong’s voice said far away: “I saw people in the morning, it seems to be going out for a run.”
The vague dialogue and Ye Qiao’s voice are intertwined in his ear, and Zhou’s deep heart beats like a drum, exposing his uneasiness. Ye Qiao didn't take it seriously with his relatives, his lips were not enough, his neck was not enough, and she slowly moved down.
The voice of the old man’s suspicion sounded again: “Is both people going out?”
Grandma's mind is clear, young people love to exercise is a good thing, but Jojo's child is not good, usually do not have the habit of running in the morning, how to not let her doubt.
Aunt Zhong is not sure: "...it seems to be."
Ye Qiao sneered and slammed down and bit the knot of the bath towel. Zhou Weishen's legs are well-balanced and the muscles are stretched like a full-stringed string. The hoarse voice is not from himself. Ye Qiao listened to his voice ambiguously calling his own name, clearly warning and rejection, but with a strong desire, let her do evil, and deliberate.
Outside the door, Grandma said: "When did you go out, why haven’t you come back for so long?"
Auntie Zhong said: "There is a little bit of going out, and it is estimated that I will be back soon. Qianxi Shantou has not yet got up, or she is now calling her up, and I will have breakfast together later."
Grandma just said a "hmm" word, and suddenly Ye Qiao's door trembled and slammed.
Suddenly outside the door, it was unusually silent.
Zhou Yan deep in the mind of the roots of the broken string, sinking into a soft nightmare, in the blank to distinguish the pace outside the door, the scalp numb sound stopped in a door panel.
Someone tapped the door and shouted: "Jojo?"
After all, the old man was weak, and Zhong Ayi replaced the battle and slammed three times and shouted: "Is the girl up?"
This time, even Ye Qiao was shocked and lost. The people outside the door paid close attention to it, but did not hear the echo, but heard a sigh of relief.
The sound of the cool air drawn between the teeth is clear to the ear, accompanied by the long sigh of the man.
Grandma was shocked. Suspicion was that she had misunderstood it. She and Auntie Zhong met with each other and saw the expression of the aunt’s face, and immediately realized that she had no auditory hallucinations. Auntie Zhong’s face was thin red, and he waved his hand and said: “This, no one is snoring, probably the wind blows the door... Do you want to call Qianxi first? She loves to stay in bed, so she can’t catch up with breakfast late.”
The old man has lived for more than 70 years, and he still encountered such a thing in the first encounter. He said: "Okay, good."
Who knows that Qianxi is full of blood and blood, and rises up early, and goes upstairs with an empty stomach: "Auntie Zhong! Why haven't you opened the meal yet?"
Both elders are embarrassed. One said: "It’s getting faster soon, and there is still a porridge that has not burned out. You go to the table and wait.” One said: “Don’t be so anxious to go upstairs, carefully slam.” The two men trained her while going to her. Catch up.
In front of the two human flesh walls, there seems to be something like a monster in the back. When Qianxi was said to go down one step, he fell into deep confusion: "..."
When Ye Qiao went downstairs, he saw a cloud of rain on his head, and he was holding a bamboo like a mushroom.
Qianxi thought about it, she did nothing wrong early in the morning, and she was inexplicably trained. I can only count because I got up early and ran into my grandmother who got up. too terrifying! Say good grandma is everyone's old lady! Get angry and get scared to death!
Zhou Yan went downstairs to the kitchen to wash a basket of winter dates, and sat next to Ye Qiao to feed her. Ye Qiao hated to give him a wink, did not want to eat, was forced to feed one by Zhou Wei.
The whole face, "When the baby is bitter," Qianxi was unprepared to show his face, and moved his bowl to the side to move a position.
The fruity taste of the acid Jinjin invades the taste buds of Ye Qiao. The teeth brushed five or six times are sensitive to cold acid, and she frowns: "Sour." Zhou Yushen immediately picked up the pulp she spit out and handed her a glass of milk. Ye Qiao didn't want to drink when he saw the sticky shape, and the knife smashed him. Zhou Hao was very rogue and innocent, saying: "I really don't drink? This is better than the water pipe." Ye Qiao coldly said: "Get away." A mouth still feels a taste, grabbed the orange juice of Qianxi.
Qianxi saw a hand swiftly stretched out like a wind, without any precautions to take her orange juice away, wide-eyed - no reason!
Zhou Xiaoshen laughed and slammed a few from the basket of winter jujubes, and the rest was pushed to Qianxi: "Don't eat?"
Qianxi received a bribe, reluctantly licking the winter jujube, and couldn't help but squint at Ye Qiao.
No, the people in this house are eccentric today.
The author has something to say:
Distressed wuli Qianxi baby
The author is also very hard for the society of the crab, and the hair has fallen a few times...
