White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

Jian Xinyan didn't sleep well all night, she was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, she opened her eyes, and was facing Yang Huan sitting on the edge of the bed, with her back facing her, buttoning her corset.

Yang Huan fastened the buttons and smoothed the shoulder straps.

Jian Xinyan thought that she was going to turn around in the next second, so she quickly closed her eyes again.

Taking a slow breath and pretending that she was still in a deep sleep, Jian Xinyan waited for a long time, but she didn't hear anything from Yang Huan.

It wasn't until nearly 2 minutes later that she heard a soft sigh coming from the side of her ear.

At the same time, she felt a burst of warm breath on her face, which made her uncontrollably chatter, but Yang Huan didn't seem to notice this detail.

When Yang Huan went to the bathroom, Jian Xinyan pulled back the quilt and put on her clothes lightly.

Why did Yang Huan sigh at herself?

She thought about it as she wore it.

Could it be that you still have resentment towards yourself?

Just as Jian Xinyan got dressed, Yang Huan came in.

She stood at the door of the room and looked at Jian Xinyan twice.

Jian Xinyan thought she was going to ask herself some serious question, so she puffed her chest out.

"I go first."

I slept here all night naked and left without doing anything.

Jian Xinyan exhaled, feeling a little discouraged.

"Yang Huan." She followed Yang Huan to the porch and watched her squat down to put on her shoes.

Yang Huan raised his head and saw Jian Xinyan standing in front of him with arms folded. This gesture clearly meant to say something.

"Say." She responded simply and neatly.

"What is the relationship between the two of us now?" Jian Xinyan really didn't understand, she and Yang Huan didn't do anything last night, not even sex.

"It's not □□ anyway." Yang Huan seemed to see through Jian Xinyan's thoughts at a glance, muttered in disgust, and left the door with his bag on his shoulders.

Jian Xinyan's sex is tens of thousands, so I don't want to be confused with this group of people.

Since Murphy graduated from university, the concept of the word school has become more and more blurred. This time she followed Chen Yirou back to school and re-entered the university gate, she had a very complicated emotion.

Her car was parked downstairs in Chen Yirou's dormitory, and girls came out of it from time to time.

Chen Yirou got out of the car to pick up her luggage from the trunk, and Murphy followed. She looked thoughtfully at the girls passing by.

"Does it look good?" Chen Yirou put down the suitcase, her tone light and airy.

Murphy was a little confused: "Huh?"

Chen Yirou smiled meaningfully, dragged the suitcase into the dormitory building.

Murphy reacted on the spot for two seconds, suddenly realized, and trotted in on high heels.

"Hey!" The dormitory aunt immediately stopped her, "Aren't you a student in this building?"

Chen Yirou stopped at the same time, walked back and explained to Auntie.

"Auntie, she is my sister."

The dorm aunt looked at Mo Feizai carefully, and nodded: "Your sister doesn't look very much like you."

Mo Fei felt embarrassed, but saw Chen Yirou smiled obediently, took his hand and walked upstairs: "Auntie, I'm going back to the dormitory first."

"Go." Auntie waved her hand.

Chen Yirou dragged the box up the stairs, panting as she climbed and turned her head to talk to Mo Fei: "Auntie should stop you, anyway, you like to watch little girls, so I told you to stand at the door and watch as much as you want."

Murphy grabbed her suitcase and helped her carry it, deliberately teasing her: "Why? Are you jealous?"

Chen Yirou stomped her feet, then turned her head: "No."

Arriving at the third floor where Chen Yirou's dormitory is located, Mo Fei followed behind her and explained, "I'm recalling my college life. Besides, what are the other girls that are good-looking? You should know that there is only one prettiest in my eyes." My little girl, her name is Chen Yirou."

Chen Yirou laughed out loud, her face flushed slightly: "Not serious."

"I'm serious... don't you like it?" Murphy put one hand on the trolley of the suitcase, and with the other hand, he raised a strand of long hair by his ear, and made a quite attractive pose.

She specially wore a simple white T-shirt today, paired with everyday denim shorts, just to look younger, so that she would not be too disobedient when walking in the youthful campus.

Chen Yirou covered half of her face and looked at Mo Fei. She thought that what Mo Fei was wearing was really pleasing to the eye.

Entering Chen Yirou's bedroom, there are four beds with upper bunk and one lower table, Chen Yirou pointed to the left: "That's my bed."

He had already packed a lot of things and brought them to City H, only a set of bedding and a few books were left on Chen Yirou's bed.

Mo Fei took the book casually, and saw that the cover was Chen Yirou's professional textbook.

"Two people in our dormitory are from this city, and they often go home to live. The rest of me and another classmate depend on each other, so I have the best relationship with her. She is my best friend in college." Chen Yirou went to the bathroom to get it. He took out a rag and wiped the dust off the table.

"The relationship is good..." Mo Fei bent down and turned his head to meet Chen Yirou's eyes, "Is it better than mine?"

Chen Yirou threw down the rag, and stared at her angrily and amusedly: "Can you be the same as others?"

"Oh, it's different." Mo Fei raised his chin slightly, and touched Chen Yirou's small face.

She just likes to hear Sister Mantou say that she holds a different position in her heart than others.

"Hey." Chen Yirou made a gesture to make Mo Fei bow his head.

Mo Fei did as he did, and Chen Yirou circled his neck, and then his lips were touched like a dragonfly, moist and hot, and extremely sweet.

Chen Yirou turned her head to wipe the table again, Mo Fei pressed her hand, and the kiss just continued.

For Chen Yirou, it's just right to have a taste of it, but it's not bad for Murphy to go deep with obvious aggressiveness.

The door was pushed open in an instant.

Murphy and Chen Yirou separated as if electrocuted, and quickly looked over.

"Xiaorou..." The girl standing at the door carried a plastic bag, her eyes flicked back and forth on Chen Yirou and Mo Fei, "You're back."

Chen Yirou was pressed against the desk on the bed by Mo Fei, her chest was heaving violently due to difficulty breathing, and she was still holding the rag in one hand.

Murphy snatched the rag after a brief moment of sluggishness: "I told you I'll wipe it."

After finishing speaking, he wiped the table without saying a word.

"Your friend?" the roommate asked in a low voice, his eyes still on Murphy.

Chen Yirou didn't agree to come up for a while, and Mo Fei was watching her secretly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Hi, my name is Murphy, and I'm Xiao Rou's cousin." Murphy stretched out his hand and smiled at the other party.

"I'm Xiaorou's roommate and good friend." The girl nodded, a little embarrassed, "Xiaorou, I didn't even know you had a cousin after staying with you for four years."

Chen Yirou smiled and the topic was over, Mo Fei always felt that Chen Yirou had something on her mind, and she asked her what she was thinking when she finished packing her things and went downstairs.

"Wenwen is my best friend in college, I really want to tell her that you are actually my girlfriend."

No wonder she hesitated just now, Murphy remembered that a similar thing happened to her when she was in college.

Chen Yirou continued in a serious manner: "Perhaps the better the relationship, the less you want to hide it from her."

"Let me tell you something." Murphy didn't want to say it.

"Yeah." Chen Yirou blinked her big eyes and looked at Mo Fei intently.

"When I was in college, I also had two classmates who had a very good relationship. They went to and from class together, went to the cafeteria to eat together, went to the bathroom to take a bath together, and they could do anything together." Murphy paused, "But... ..."

"But what?" Chen Yirou was a little timid.

"One day they found out about my sexual orientation and started avoiding me deliberately."

"But aren't you good friends?"

"Not necessarily a good friend will understand you. Occasionally, I will hear them talking about me behind my back, does Murphy fall in love with us when she plays with us? Will she deliberately look at other classmates when she goes to the bathroom to take a shower? What about the body? Some people say that when they think of eating with her, they feel disgusting after using her chopsticks." Murphy finished speaking with a smile, as if he was only mentioning something that had nothing to do with him.

The corners of Chen Yirou's mouth drooped, and Mo Fei knew that she was depressed, so he reached out and rubbed her head.

"Then aren't you very lonely?" Chen Yirou hugged her.

"It's okay." Mo Fei lived alone for the past few years, and she didn't feel that it was too difficult. She patted Chen Yirou's hand, "Okay, it's not good to be seen in the corridor."

"It doesn't matter." Chen Yirou hugged her more willfully, "I don't care what people see and say about me, as long as you're here."

"Okay, as long as my Xiaorou is happy." At this age, Mo Fei has long since cared about other people's opinions, but the only thing she is afraid of is that other people's indifference and comments will affect Chen Yirou.

She was always afraid that it might be that what happened in the past made Murphy very unconfident about this road.

What she fears most is that one day in the future, Chen Yirou will suddenly say that she wants to leave her.

"I'll take you to the cafeteria for dinner, have you forgotten what the food in the university cafeteria tastes like?" Chen Yirou's words brought Murphy back from his thoughts.

Murphy laughed at her: "I will never forget that most of the food in the university cafeteria is terrible."

"That has to be eaten, I used to..." Chen Yirou blushed halfway through speaking.

"Say it." Murphy and Chen Yirou walked on the small road leading to the cafeteria, and she found that Chen Yirou was holding her arm harder than before, and her whole body tended to stick to it.

"I used to see that my classmates had a partner, even if they were from other schools, I would often come to accompany them to class, eat, take a walk, and go to the library to read. I am quite envious."

"Then do you envy them going out to open a house?"

The walls of Chen Yirou's school are covered with small advertisements for daily rental housing.

"You're not serious again!" Chen Yirou was talking to Murphy seriously.

"To be honest..." Murphy's tone was slightly regretful, "I also really want to participate in your past, watching you grow up from a 14-year-old child, although I am absent from your past, you want to Know that I will always be by your side.”

"I want you to come and listen to my thesis defense tomorrow!" Chen Yirou was agitated by Murphy's watery eyes.

"Okay." Murphy agreed quickly.

"I want to take a photo with you in a bachelor's uniform!"

"it is good."

"I want you to marry me!"

"Okay..." Mo Fei just opened his mouth, but immediately changed his words, "Chen Yirou, you are the one who married me."

"You agreed!" Chen Yirou obviously listened to her.

"That doesn't count." It was a slip of the tongue at best.

"Aren't you ashamed to play tricks at such an age?" Chen Yirou challenged her.

"What did you say!" Murphy blushed.

Chen Yirou accidentally poked Murphy's sore spot.

She responded with a smile: "I just like you when you are old."

"Slap your ass believe it or not?"

"If you hit me, I'll run away." Chen Yirou said and really ran away.

"Chen Yirou!" Mo Fei hurriedly called her.

"I also like your beauty, you have a good temper, you dote on me and love me." Chen Yirou trotted with her back to Mo Fei, and put her hands on her chest in a gesture of love.

"Don't move!" Murphy ran over and wanted to grab her immediately.

"oops."

In the end, before he could hold her back, Chen Yirou bumped into the electric pole behind him.

"It hurts." Chen Yirou covered the back of her head with a mournful face.

Mo Fei was so nervous that his face was sullen, but he only took one look at Chen Yirou's expression, and immediately burst into tears from laughter.