"Grass, why didn't you think this ghost place was so big before."

When Luo Zhixing arrived, Su Qingyuan was nestled in the quilt like a baby, with a mobile phone lying in her light pink palm. Luo Zhixing reached out his hand and touched his forehead, his fingertips were shrunk.

"So hot?" 

It's a pity that Su Qingyuan had already fallen asleep, completely unaware of what kind of mess he had thrown at Luo Zhixing. 

Luo Zhixing pushed away his sweat-soaked bangs, revealing Su Qingyuan's eyebrows. 

Eyebrows are indescribably beautiful and passionate. The peach-blossom eyes have a moist red at the end, and there are one or two drops of water hanging on the eyelashes. A fever, like a fire, burns the frost and snow covering this icy narcissus, making him appear vividly in front of him.

You can touch it as soon as you reach out, hiding under the protective layer of indifference and alienation is the real soul.

Luo Zhixing claimed to be the second young master of Jin Gui, who had never served anyone since he was a child, so he had some experience in taking care of Su Qingyuan in college. 

Su Qingyuan was very light, Luo Zhixing picked him up and touched his back—all wet. 

"It's really troublesome, school girl. You said you are like this, how can you take care of the girl in bed in the future?" Luo Zhixing patted his forehead, "forgot it you are gay." 

He pulled out a loose piece from the cabinet T-shirt, untie Su Qingyuan's nightgown. 

As long as the silk nightgown is pulled gently, the scenery inside is naturally revealed, and the warmer body is flushed. With just one glance, Luo Zhixing's entire face burns, and the heart that is doing regular exercise in the airtight atrium suddenly becomes irregularly, he turned his face away, quickly changed his clothes, but occasionally skin contact, such as light shocks, made his soul so hot. 

"..."

Luo Zhixing quickly changed his clothes and tucked him back into the quilt. Su Qingyuan, who had a fever, didn't have any fighting power, and was much more obedient than the usual way of scratching people with his paws. 

Luo Zhixing sat next to him and looked at him, his eyes falling from his brows to Su Qingyuan's blush lips. The color of the lips is clearer than imagined, and he can be faintly heard whispering. Luo Zhixing thought he called himself, so he leaned to his lips to listen to the sound. But he didn't want Su Qingyuan to struggle to turn over.

The moist lips that Luo Zhixing had been thinking about just now, Su Qingyuan's exhaled heat, brushed his earlobes with little or no weight. 

Luo Zhixing stayed on the spot. 

The unicorn of the Pure Heart of the Guardian Youth is galloping; the Guardian Light Rail, whose original orbit is heading to the future, suddenly derails and rushes towards the Milky Way; the sky that never collapses explodes into a meteor shower; Luo Zhixing touched this morning the bearing pillar that passed, the straight body completed the twist, and it hit him hard through thousands of miles. 

Luo Zhixing asked himself: "Damn, he kissed me in front of my face! He kissed me! He kissed my earlobe! Doesn't he know that earlobe is a man's sensitive-feeling point?" 

"Damn, although he is so active, But I'm a straight guy! A straight guy will never succumb to the temptation of beauty, even if he is a school girl, that's not alright!" 

Su Qingyuan who didn't know about it, finally turned over and buried his face in In the soft quilt. 

Aunt Liu returned from buying vegetables and found that Su Qingyuan had a fever, so she hurriedly found medicine for him.

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