Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 472: Literary society activities
Early morning.
Rong Junyi looked at the young boy with short hair lying next to him. He rubbed the young boy’s short black hair with his big hands, and his thick dark circles showed his desire last night.
Of course, don’t doubt desire|request|not|fullness is of course literal.
The teenager awakened from his sleep confusedly, looking at the dark circles of the man, with a cunning smile on the corners of her red lips. She squeezed the man’s face, "Did you not meet you last night?"
"You, say, what?" The man gritted his teeth.
"Poof--" Shu Cheng smiled instantly, and her menstrual period was advanced last night. The sudden relatives made the man black, and Shu Cheng now couldn't help but want to laugh when he remembered the man's appearance at that time.
Rong Junyi’s eyes like obsidian darkened, turned over, and pressed the teenager under him, looking straight at the teenager,
The teenager raised his eyebrows slightly, his lazy voice drifted in the air, "Blue blood stained silver gun?"
Hearing this sentence, Rong Junyi's face was so dark that he could drip water, turned over, and pressed the teenager under him, looking straight at her.
The teenager shrugged slightly. It wasn’t her fault last night. She also wanted to sleep with the man, but relatives came to visit in advance. What could she do?
What can she do? She is also desperate!
......
The young man got up and simply cleaned up, looked at the man who was still lying on the bed, thinking about life, his red lips raised a sultry arc, and walked over to give the man a lingering kiss.
Then, there is no more.
The teenager who finished the man took the key directly and escaped quickly.
School Literature Society has an activity today. I heard that it is very important. Many people want to participate. Shu Cheng didn’t care, so she didn’t bother to ask, so she didn’t know what kind of activity.
The hotness of the man in the room that was just pressed down was picked up again by the teenager with a kiss.
"Beep--" The phone prompts the sound.
The man’s eyes like obsidian looked at the flashing name on the phone and sneered. If you want to run, you want to let him answer the phone. Do you think it is possible?
On the side of the road, Shu Cheng listened to the cold female voice in her ear: "Hello, the call you made is temporarily unanswered..."
Shu Cheng pressed the brim with his hand, and the angle of Yin Hong's lips evoked the arc of evil spirits, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on the SMS interface.
[SMS content: answer the phone, don’t be so arrogant and good~]
The man looked at the text message from the teenager, pressed his eyebrows, and opened the text message.
Prideful?
This is not the point. The last word "good" in the teenager's text message makes the man feel that he is now a temperamental wife waiting for her husband to return home.
The man frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
The teenager’s phone number was called again.
The man hangs up decisively and sees the young man’s text message.
[SMS content: wife, you are so bad, don’t make trouble~——Shu Cheng]
[SMS content: Oh. ——Rong Junyi】
[SMS content: daughter-in-law, you can’t be like this, you don’t recognize people when you sleep. ——Shu Cheng】
[SMS content: Oh. ——Rong Junyi】
[SMS content: Did you forget what you called yesterday? 】
Shu Cheng raised her eyebrows slightly, and touched her nose, as if she was calling... Baba is coming, right?
【SMS content: boudoir fun. ——Shu Cheng】
[SMS content: Gee. ——Rong Junyi】
Shu Cheng’s lips suddenly burst into a smile, and the low laughter overflowed from the lips. The man was so cute!