[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

Still want to practice?I really want to play dead.

"Hmm..." Jenny hummed struggling. From Peter's point of view, she looked like Peppa Pig who had fallen into a trap, "There's still time, oh, I'm so tired, I want to sleep!" She closed her eyes , There is a posture that I am dead and burn paper for something.

Peter snorted softly, and slowly leaned over to hug her up: "Let's go, Peppa, go back to bed and sleep."

"Good night, George." She smiled sweetly, without any embarrassment of being caught.

"I can call you Peppa, but you'd better not call me George." Peter lowered his head and rubbed his head against her, "I don't want to be regarded as your brother or younger brother in my life."

Peter sent her into bed, and tenderly kissed her good night: "Have a good rest, it would be even better if you can practice the waltz steps in your dreams."

"Hey, are you really going to sleep on the sofa?" Janey pulled his pants.

"It's not good to sleep in a bed." Peter wrinkled his face and tried to rescue the pants from her hands. At first he was really ready to accept the suggestion of covering the quilt and just chatting, but her big and small jokes made Peter Having recognized his own level—the level of an ordinary adolescent boy, he is still curious about what is under his girlfriend's skirt...so he must pay more attention to keeping a distance.

"Special training, don't leave." Jenny grabbed his Hello Kitty pants tightly and didn't let go. Why did the scene of him leaving the back seem familiar and made her feel so wronged that she almost burst into tears?

Seeing her watery eyes, Peter was stunned, and immediately squatted down to occupy a radish pit beside the bed, expressing that he would not leave easily: "What, what's wrong?" Period?A little bit of mood swings.

"You must have abandoned me in your previous life." She rubbed her eyes and let go of her hand, "Let's go, heartbreaker."

Peter thought hard and felt that the possible explanation was that bizarre time travel: "Do you still remember the six-year-old thing?"

"Of course I remember. Why are you mentioning this? No one, no one..."

"Because I was... I thought you remembered."

"Where are you?" Jenny was confused.

Peter shook his head, supported the edge of the bed and lightly passed her to lie on the other side of the bed: "...I am here." That is not a perfect memory, just forget it if you don't remember it, the important thing is that he no longer has to worry about it because of "necessary". reason to leave her.

"What you said is so strange, what do you mean?" The curiosity that was aroused was not so easy to silence.

Peter wrapped her in a quilt into a silkworm chrysalis, pressed the silkworm chrysalis, "Go to sleep, I've turned off the light." Then he turned on the light in one go.

"You'll be cold if you don't cover yourself with a quilt."

"Not cold." It was Peter's last stubbornness not to roll into her bed unscrupulously.

"There is a quilt in the locker, take another one out and cover it!" The silkworm chrysalis squirmed and bumped into him, "Hurry up! Doesn't Spider-Man catch a cold?!"

"Oh." Peter accepted the suggestion graciously, and took out a quilt to cover himself and the silkworm chrysalis.

Jane stretched out her arms from the quilt and lifted his quilt from her own quilt: "Two layers will be hot."

"Hmm...I'm pretending we're actually sharing the same bed."

"What are you so awkward about, hahaha, I told you not to sleep with one, but pretending to be happy after sleeping with one?"

Jane quietly reached out her hand from under the quilt to find his, and touched it lightly twice.

"If only you could understand my difficulties." Holding her wrist, Peter rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb.

"Sorry..." Jane's voice became smaller and smaller, "That...$&#% impulsive?"

"I didn't hear clearly, what are you talking about?" Peter squeezed her soft hand lightly, "It's easy to touch the bone, but your hand is so soft. so amazing!"

This is also worth speaking in the tone of Columbus discovering the New World.Jane was speechless, she tightened her fingers and pinched it back: "I'm asking——what does it feel like to be sexually motivated?" The boat scene in those movie clips came to her mind. Dirtytalk, panting, groping each other, naked/naked bodies... Gaming nerds used to be confused about this, but after falling in love, they understand the feeling of touching each other, "Both parties enjoy it very much Right, do..."

"Shut up! Don't talk! Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah! Warning: Topic that crosses the line!" The little bastard, who couldn't scold or beat him, let go of her hand and buried himself in the quilt—— Is it okay to let her ask?Is the next step going to tempt him to play a side ball?Mr. Stark would have killed him, really... it wouldn't help if tomorrow was the end of his career.

Jenny chased after him and continued to hold his hand. Peter turned his back and hid his hand in front of his chest. She crawled out of her bed with half her body, hugged his waist and walked through his arms to find him. Goal: "Don't ask if you don't ask, I want to hold hands! Hold hands and hold hands."

"Don't let me lead you." In contrast, the slightly short and thin white arms were waving through the armpits. Peter suppressed a smile and made up his mind and waved like a pig's trotters. He retracted his arms and refused to hold his hand for her, "No You keep asking those stupid questions!"

"I'm curious." Jenny hammered his chest, "hand in hand!" Don't be angry anymore.

There was still a bandage on her left hand, but Peter still surrendered: "Holding and holding." Then he held her hand and stuck it around his waist, and then changed into the posture of Jane hugging him from behind, with her face pressed against her. behind him.

This sleeping position didn't last for more than 2 minutes, and Jane changed her mind. She pulled out her hands and turned around to sleep in a ball: "I can't breathe well with my face on your back, forget it and sleep separately." It is a hard muscle, which is not comparable to a soft pillow.

Peter turned around and rolled to the place she made room for, almost knocking her off the bed: "Then I'll hug you."

"You can do whatever you want, just don't strangle me."

Peter then adjusted his posture, hugged the girl's waist and pulled her into his arms: "Is this okay?"

There is an arm under the waist, and another on the top. Jenny shook her head and tucked one of his arms under her head as a pillow: "This is better."

"Oh." The darkness further magnified Peter's already sensitive sense of smell. He restrained his breathing, trying not to look like a pervert, "Honestly, you smell really good." I wanted to say it when I was practicing dancing, With her body temperature rising, she is like a big piece of balm, the kind that smells good and is not greasy, does it smell good even when girls sweat? You know, the smell in the men's locker room is terrible enough.

"You use my shampoo, my body wash, you smell the same as me."

"It's different... It's just that there is a kind of your original smell mixed in, which is very pleasant."

Janie was getting a little uncomfortable, she had sweated a little during the waltz, just a little so she didn't have to take another shower - perhaps sweat?She regretted being lazy and didn't wash it again, and silently kept a little further away from him: "It's pickled by skin care products? You don't want to come here." If he thinks that she has a natural fragrance, it's an air freshener for walking... There's nothing wrong with it, The little fairy can't be a bit special.It's just that we will redouble our efforts to do maintenance work in the future, and strive to keep it fragrant all the time.

"Pfft, hahaha, how much do you need to apply to "pickle" it! Why don't you let it go? What's wrong?"

"It's hot, I'm sweating." Sweating doesn't smell good. After dating for several months, she only remembered to pick up the idol bag now.

"Then just shake hands..."

To shake hands, she had to turn around to face him. Jenny turned around and handed him both hands. Peter held his hands together, and raised a big smile: "Good boy." The gesture of shaking hands...

Kick him, bite him on the head and beat him, or...Jianni thought for a full half a minute, and finally leaned towards him, half of her body squeezed into his arms: "Do you think about touching things other than your hands?"

Peter was so frightened that he immediately let go of her hand: "I'm sorry, I don't dare." He felt that he had been seriously warned-if he dared to treat his girlfriend like a dog, he would have the consciousness of accepting punishment. Next time, he must remember to pass before speaking. cerebral.

Jenny was planning to scare Peter before he flirted with him, but seeing him honestly like a quail, she felt that this was not what she wanted, so she stretched out her foot to rub his calf: "...you have leg hair ..." Fortunately, it's only a little bit, Jane doesn't like hairy legs.

"Don't you?" Peter muttered, swallowing his saliva and stretching out his hands to touch up the small feet next to his calves-smooth and slender calves...soft and delicate limbs, she was as soft and slippery as a big Mochi! "You don't even have leg hair!"

"I don't have heavy body hair, so I'll be fine with a little treatment. Would you like to remove your hair?"

"I'm your boyfriend, not your sister..." Ask for help online: Your girlfriend wants to see your women's clothing all day long and also wants to give you skin care. Will it evolve into a situation where you hold hands and do nail art together if you continue to develop?

"I gradually feel that the way we get along is closer to sisters than couples. You have pushed me down before, and recently, um, you know. Are you so afraid of Mr. Stark?" Jenny lowered her voice, " It is said that the vast majority of women have a little bit - they like to play forcibly, of course it is not recommended to have elements of crime and violence, I mean that kind of atmosphere and feeling..." She was embarrassed to say that her heart beat faster when she was pushed down by Peter Coexisting with expectations, that would be too unreserved, but the fact is indeed...

"About what I can do to you, you have no idea at all." Don't show a little expectation of the restricted area, because he doesn't have complete control over his destructive power, Peter sighed, "You really just Think I'm afraid of Mister Stark? That's all? You haven't thought about the rest?"

"Thinking about what?"