Sleeping and Passerby Heroine

"Because there are these bridge sections in the books I collected under Qianyi's bed before, I thought Qianyi liked this."

"Even if you say that, I will..."

Subtle reaction, how can a boy dislike his girlfriend doing these things to him? Even if it is purposeful, this is a dreamlike plot.

just…

"Why choose to let them know."

Xiaohui tilted her head in confusion, and habitually pressed her index finger against her chin.

"Isn't there such a saying?-'Two birds with one stone'."

You have learned idioms really well.

This kind of fearless sacrifice has reached a certain level!

Asaneichi did not have the consciousness to make himself a leading actor in a small movie.

"If by any chance I really—"

"It's impossible."

"..."

She concluded.

"What's your tone of judgment..."

It's really bad to be believed so in a way.

"Because it's Qianyi," she paused, still the clear water in her eyes, "you haven't understood everything yet, have you?"

"Ugh…"

Qianichi and her looked at each other for a long time, and finally only sighed with a wry smile.

It seems that I was really eaten by this little girlfriend.

just…

"Why didn't you two object when she made this kind of opinion?"

These two guys are absolutely wrong.

"Taking material."

They all gave the same answer at the same place.

"Our game is for all ages!"

Two obviously absent-minded people.

Is it to come to the countryside to get these materials from two people?

Where did the whole person show come from.

I don't know what Xiaohui thinks.

Almost--

"But it's a bit simpler than you--"

Shi Yu glanced slightly pointedly.

"It's the first time I have seen a real thing..."

Ying Lili echoed with a very complicated expression.

"enough guys!"

It turns out that the way to achieve the purpose of this stay is by observing'show affection'!

"Then... Do I need a night attack tonight?"

Xiaohui made no secret of it.

"Night attack...?"

Ya You crooked her little head and rubbed Xiao Hui's body. Xiao Hui's sister had just taken a shower and she smelled the same as Xiao Qian's brother.

"Our game is for all ages!"

Qian Yi emphasized again.

It seems that what to do next this time will be very difficult.

I don't know what Xiaohui's deeper thoughts are.

She also meant to come back here this time.

Some headaches.

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Chapter 34 The Boys' Night Talk

Qianyi’s countryside is surrounded by low mountains and hills. It is inland and has no seaside, but it is humid in all seasons and the crops are growing well. Unfortunately, because the location is too far from the city, the development level is relatively low. There are only two buses to the town every day, but thanks to this, here is a nice place with clear mountains and people.

It just doesn't seem to be suitable for young people.

So when Shiyu and Yinglili said that they would also come back together, Qianyi was troubled. The main thing was that they didn't know what interesting places to play for them.

but…

"What are the eldest ladies of rich people thinking."

There is a small door walking along the corridor on the second floor. I heard that it was convenient for stargazing or other reasons. Qianyi knew that there was a specially built elegant small room with a space of 10 square meters. The railings are made of high-quality wood, which feels thick to the touch, and exudes a fragrant woody fragrance. There is no pollution from urban industry, no crowds, no dazzling neon lights, no violent storms-quiet late summer night .

Existing only in fantasy, it is so beautiful that people can feel their insignificance when they look up, the endless starry sky, full of stars, looking up, people and nature seem to overlap, the night breeze carries the scent of insects and grass to wash the heart, and the limbs and pores Diastolic.

In such a place, the breathing will become slow and long, the lead will be washed away, the simplicity will return, and the irritable heart will also slow down.

If there are no such annoying things, it is also a unique enjoyment to come back occasionally.

Qianyi leaned on the waist-height railing, holding a lemon drink in his hand, looking up at the starry sky, stepping on the wooden board, feeling a little.