Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chu Feiyang's kiss was a bit different, but like drunkenness, the wine in the belly all day seemed to be sent out at this moment. He tightened his arms and held Jun Shuying tightly, and fell on the roof together. Jun Shu Ying'an let him hug quietly. Chu Feiyang pecked Jun Shuying's lips lightly, whispering his name in a kiss.

Jun Shuying stared at Chu Feiyang like a star, and said, "You look like this, and I'm going to die right away."

Chu Feiyang printed one kiss after another on his face, and whispered, "You're right, Jun Shuying. No one in the world has ever let me like this. Never before, never again. There is only you, and only one of your king's books. I am Chu Feiyang, who is already number one in the world, and no one wants to hurt me. Only you, junshuying, and only you can easily hurt me. As long as you have a word and a look , The difference between me and heaven and hell. "

Jun Shuying lowered his face, feeling that Chu Feiyang's chin rested gently on his head. Chu Feiyang tightened his arms again, so that Jun Shuying's face was buried in his chest, and his hands were gently stroked behind Jun Shuying.

"I believe it, Chu Feiyang." Jun Shuying sighed softly, "I believe you are really good to me. Thank you."

Jun Shuying raised his head, and his black eyes were like clear spring water without any trace of impurities. Chu Feiyang froze for a moment. It seems that he has long been used to Jun Shuying's skeptical and vicious calculations. He suddenly became so close and peaceful that he didn't know how to deal with it.

Chu Feiyang's puppet **** was just an instant. He immediately happily lowered his head and covered Jun Shuying's lips, and gently touched the tip of his tongue. His eyes couldn't hide the smile. Jun Shuying lashed her eyelashes twice, then closed her eyes.

Chu Feiyang pulled away a little, and looked at Jun Shuying's face carefully. Every inch of Ying Tingxiu's face made him so fascinated, and sinking day by day, he was long gone. Chu Feiyang gently slid over with his fingertips, slender eyebrows, and there was a small faint mole at the end of the eyebrows. The eyes under the closed eyelids were moving slightly, the tall nose bridge was slightly open His lips, quietly waiting for him to kiss.

Chu Feiyang just felt a fire rising inside his body, burning his reason, the fire was burning more and more and it was unbearable. He lowered his head, but gently covered Jun Shuying's lips.

The night breeze was cold, and Chu Feiyang urged the internal forces to slowly warm the two, although he knew it was not needed.

He slammed Jun Shu's shadow tightly, while whispering kisses on his face, he whispered some boundless words. He took Jun Shuying's hand and intersected the ten fingers of the two, and Jun Shuying held it tightly. He kissed his chin and neck, and Jun Shuying raised his face slightly along him. To this kind of jun shuying, Chu Feiyang simply didn't know what to do to vent his growing agitation.

Unconsciously, the sky was already bright, and the two were stained with night cream on their clothes, and dried in ice.

"Come on," Chu Feiyang said. Jun Shu nodded his head and got up from his arms. Chu Feiyang felt a sudden loss in her arms, followed by a bitter smile and jumped out of the room.

Fearing to see the over-enthusiastic people in the town during the day, the two packed up and set off for the journey. When I returned to the other courtyard, I was seeing the baby in the cradle, under the warm sun in the courtyard. His tiny body was lying in a cradle horizontally and drowsy, and he looked extremely drowsy. Gao Fang did not see the figure.

Chu Feiyang glanced at Jun Shuying, then bent over and picked up the child from the cradle. The baby was awakened, opened his black and bright eyes, and when he saw Chu Feiyang, he opened his mouth to make some meaningless syllables, opened his hands and patted Chu Feiyang's face, and grabbed a strand of his hair.

Chu Feiyang wiped the saliva from his sleep and laughed: "The little things are so good." Turning to Jun Shuying again, he said: "Do you want to hug him?"

Jun Shuying stepped forward, and the baby turned his black eyes to him. He looked at the baby expressionlessly and said coldly, "I hate children the most."

Chu Feiyang patted the child in his hand and smiled, "You say this in front of him, small things will be sad. Will they be small stones?"

The baby's little hand on Chu Feiyang's face snapped a bang, and yelled something that didn't make sense.

Chu Feiyang grabbed his strange hand, glanced at Jun Shuying, and saw a slight passing in his eyes. Chu Feiyang suddenly put the child in Jun Shuying's arms, clasped his arms together and hugged the child, leaned close to his ears, and lowered, "He is not your shame. He is your flesh and blood. He is your child and me. "

At the beginning, Jun Shuying made a little effort. Chu Feiyang's words suffocated him, and he looked at his child who was looking curiously and obediently.

"He is your bone, your flesh, your blood. No one in this world can get closer to you than him. Do you want to push him away yourself?" Chu Feiyang continued to whisper.

Jun Shuying frowned, and later said, "... I don't want to."

Chu Feiyang laughed softly, and Jun Shuying broke away from his arm. The baby's nest was very smart in Jun Shuying's arms, silent, biting his fingers, and quietly looking up at Jun Shuying. Later it seemed sleepy, and Zhang Da's toothless mouth yawned, then he lay on his chest and closed his eyes.

Jun Shuying touched the tender cheek of the baby in his arms and whispered, "He is so soft. It just breaks with a pinch."

Chu Feiyang laughed: "Then you treat him well." Then he walked away. Jun Shuying looked at his leaving back, and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.