My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style Chapter 350

The girl blinked amusedly. Seeing the young man's unhappy face, she couldn't help but laugh again, clasping her hands and begging for mercy: "I don't know it will be like this, forgive Yamei, OK?"

It is also with the wet eyes looking upward-Hachiman is the most unbearable look.

"I want to watch TV!"

"Hi hi!"

Miss Kawashima graciously turned on the TV for him.

"I want to see the Tuanzi family!"

"……Ok."

They watched TV on the sofa for a while. The teenager relaxed his body, feeling the scorching pain in his mouth gradually dissipating, and his nerves gradually soothing, and finally fell asleep drowsy.

His head slowly leaned against Kawashima Ami's shoulder.

Yamei rubbed his cheeks on his hair, sniffing the boy's breath, turning down the TV sound, her eyes flickering for a long time, she didn't know what she was thinking.

In the end just smiled and said to herself: "Yami, you are such a good girl."

The shoulder is a little sore...

………………

"No!"

Yahata, who was awakened from the nightmare, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ok……"

The sky was deep, and it was already late at night.

I slept for a while at noon, then watched TV in the afternoon, ate a simple dinner, and then took a bath to sleep.

I will start to work early tomorrow morning, and I must rest today.

Biqigu doesn't like staying up late.

Because there is no girlfriend...

"Have a nightmare?"

"Hmm... I dreamt of falling into the sea."

"and then?"

"Then we went to the bridal chamber with the mermaid princess—"

He covered his face sadly: "What do you say,'I'm out of the hole, you're out of the house'... Not only do humans need to buy a house to get married, even non-humans are so tacky..."

The voice of the negative test sounded again: "Then... are you bridging?"

Bajiang spread his hands innocently: "The mermaid without legs--how?"

He suddenly came back to his senses and looked at a head that was no more than ten centimeters away from him. With long hair fluttering, it looked terrifying and terrifying in the dark.

"Nima ghost!"

Slap the girl's head away with a slap...

"It hurts!"

Yameichan covered her head and sobbed sadly: "Bullying people again, eh..."

This guy didn't know why he was in his room, still pressed on his blanket, no wonder he had such a nightmare.

"What are you doing? You will get dark circles if you don't sleep in the middle of the night. Go and go!"

"Yami has a nightmare too!"

"Ok?"

The girl squeezed embarrassedly: "I just dreamed of you. When I woke up, my underwear was wet."

This is a slut, just drag it out without continuing!

"What did you dream of me?"

"Hey, sorry to say..."

"Then don't say it."

Yamei Jiang grunted: "I dreamed of taking off your pants, I was scared to pee."

"..."

"I take off my pants."

"Miss Kawashima, please respect yourself!"

Yahata pushed her away in disgust, then covered his face with a blanket, muffled: "I have to go to work tomorrow, okay?"

The girl rubbed her forehead, pouted her mouth and plucked up the courage to sit on his lower abdomen. Although she was still separated by a thin blanket, she could feel the soft seat slowly turning into a hard seat...

This is a natural physiological phenomenon, no way.

"Master than Qigu."

An Shuang's dead fish eyes really wanted to throw her out-it was so uncomfortable.

Hey, the hypocritical Biqigu can be described by a familiar lyrics.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there is a grassy sky—not Bilian.

A soft body lay on his chest, and then the little hand pulled down the blanket on his face. The girl spoke very seriously, with a light in her blue eyes that he didn't want to look at: "I have something very important to tell you. ."

"I reject!"

Yameichan became angry: "...I haven't said yet"

The scent of hair pierced his nose desperately, and his eyes opened helplessly: "You tell me."

The girl puffed her mouth and seemed to be plucking up courage too. Her voice was very small, but she was very clear: "Please contact."

"I reject!"

"Please warm the bed."