On how abusive essays become sweet essays

He wanted to change it, but seeing Jian Ruo's straight eyes, he stopped abruptly.

"Brother?" Jian Ruo asked suspiciously, "Don't you want to change?"

Cheng Yunchuan covered Jian Ruo's eyes and turned him over, "Don't look."

Jane Ruo: "They're all men, why are you shy?"

Cheng Yunchuan's tone was lazy: "It's not that I'm shy, but I'm afraid that you will take advantage of me."

"I can let you take advantage." Jian Ruo said, "Brother, you can still kiss me next time."

"You're a little excited today." Cheng Yunchuan changed his clothes and made a rustling sound.

Jian Ruo was obedient and didn't turn around.

"Is there?" Jian Ruo touched the corner of her mouth and smiled, as if a little bit, "Because I like you, we spent the night together."

Things that were obviously pure became ambiguous when they came out of his mouth.

After Cheng Yunchuan changed his clothes, he went to tear the sheets. He was sweating all over last night. The sheets would be washed in the washing machine. Jian Ruo took out the thermometer from the medicine box next to the bed and asked Cheng Yunchuan to measure it again. Cheng Yunchuan Chuan has been measured, he is in good health, the fever has subsided, and there is nothing wrong.

The bed sheet was torn off the bed, and Jian Ruo also helped him take off the quilt cover, but it became more and more messy, Cheng Yunchuan couldn't see it, and pulled him away.

"Stand here, don't move." He seemed to be admonishing elementary school students.

Jian Ruo stood by the wall, said "Oh", and blinked her eyes to watch him change the sheets.

Cheng Yunchuan "tsk".

How come it feels so impure.

The doorbell rang, Cheng Yunchuan stopped his movements, and was about to open the door, Jian Ruo volunteered, Cheng Yunchuan didn't fight him.

After a while, voices came from outside the door, Cheng Yunchuan walked out holding the sheets, opened the bedroom door, and looked at Ke Zicheng outside.

"...I said, brother is changing the sheets." Jian Ruo whispered beside her.

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