In the darkness, everything is not clear.

But because you can't see clearly, the sounds in your ears will become particularly sensitive.

The girl's shallow breathing sound was like a tempting fruit, deep and shallow, tempting him to the edge of evil.

No, you have to stay steady.

Jing Cheng took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, then turned his head unwillingly and bent down again.

In the darkness, the boy's lips fell gently on Beiyu's forehead.

Actually, I couldn't see it clearly. The room was too dark. Jingcheng just kissed her because of her feelings.

After touching the gentle skin with satisfaction, Jingcheng's heart became a little sweeter.

Although he was still a little unwilling to give up, Jingcheng knew that if he didn't turn around and go back to the sand, he would be the one who felt uncomfortable in the end.

After all, he really won't really do anything in the darkness. He will always fight for what he wants openly.

Instead of releasing your impulses and desires like a devil, crazy in the darkness.

"Let you go first, hum." Jing Cheng snorted proudly before returning to the sand.

Because the room was too dark, Jingcheng was actually groping back to the sand. Because he didn't walk steadily, he even kicked the edge of the sand with his toes.

"Um." Because it hurts a little when the kick is fierce, Jing Cheng lets out a low voice, but he reacts quickly and covers his mouth with his hands, for fear that he will make a sound and then make a noise from Beiyu.

I looked back and saw nothing clearly.

After listening carefully, Jingcheng felt the sound of Beiyu's breathing that was not affected, and secretly breathed relief.

Sitting back on the sand, holding the thin quilt, after a long time, he laughed at himself again and sighed inwardly: "I have no conscience."

It seems to be disgusting, but it is more about being doting and gentle.

In the dark night, the boy's eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle, and his eyes were placed in Beiyu's position.

After a long time, he sighed with his fate and lay back with the quilt.

The sand is really hard.

There was no place where he was Yubao's embrace, soft and soft, so soft that he wanted to pierce in and never come out for the rest of his life.

Unfortunately, it is not the time yet.

He knew why she came, so he should work harder to let her see the moment she held the cup.

He slowly closed his eyes and carefully thought in his mind. If he could really win the championship, would Beiyu propose to marry him immediately if he held the Silver Dragon Cup?

I proposed to the Silver Dragon Cup, and it was so exciting to think about it.

Silver Dragon Cup:(v)

My special meow's schedule is still over???

Jing Cheng even breathed for a while, and realized that in the darkness, he chuckled alone but did not make a sound.

But the eyebrows and eyes are getting gentler.

After closing his eyes again, Jingcheng's lips curled with a faint smile, but his young body slowly became hot.

Still can't sleep.

Especially when he recalled that when he was on the top of the mountain, he gently placed Beiyu's finger on his chest.

That familiar feeling pierced his heart again and again.

So, at that time, his heartbeat so fast that he had an illusion that the next second, his little heart might jump out.

But no, it was still stable in the end.

But the feeling of pressing the finger gently on his chest made Jing Cheng feel inexplicably familiar. He always felt that he had the same hands in his memory.

But the position of the stroke seems to be different.

But why, he just felt familiar, but he could never find such a picture in his memory?

Is it an illusion?

That night, Jingcheng didn't sleep well.

In the middle of the night, I thought about sleeping with me with the little cutie he liked. Even though he has been a little bland in his behavior over the years, he is still a very normal man.

Therefore, it is normal to have some beautiful or ambiguous and impulsive thoughts.

In the middle of the night, all kinds of beautiful thoughts or thoughts impacted his young body.

He wanted to rush into the bathroom to take a cool shower countless times to calm himself down, but he was afraid that he would disturb Bei Yu, so he gave up all of them in the end.

In the second half of the night, he finally suppressed the restlessness in his body, but he couldn't help but wonder why Bei Yu's hand just gently pressed on his chest, and he felt a very familiar feeling.

Digging all my memories and unable to find the corresponding picture. In the middle of the night, Jingcheng could barely fall asleep. When he was in a daze, Jingcheng dreamed of the first time he participated in the KP1 competition.

He was only 18 years old that year, and had been training for a long time. He had just joined the team and participated in the competition with a group of half-aged children with passion and impulse.

Although he only won the fourth place, it was actually a good result for him as a young man.

How many people have been playing for many years and can't even get into the quarterfinals?

Therefore, he was not dissatisfied with his grades at the beginning, and he was even a little proud and proud.

But when we were both online and in life, we were more concerned about who the champion was, how hard the champion team made, how long the champion team prepared for this competition.

In addition, there is another part of me who pays attention to the second place and thinks it is a pity that the second place is, but I lack luck and strength, and it turns out like this in the end.

No one cares about the third place, and no one cares about which team the fourth place is.

Apart from the little fans that his team just attracted, they were not paid attention at all.

They obviously made the same efforts, but they might not have enough awareness, or they might not have strong skills and poor luck.

Therefore, they did not stand on the highest stage and smiled slightly, so they were not paid attention to.

At that time, Jingcheng was only 18 years old. He was originally shocked by reality because of the joy of ranking.

The young boy, who felt a little bitter in his heart, went out to have a bite of rice with his teammates, then got out of control and drank a little more wine.

Jingcheng rarely drinks because drinking makes things happen, and he always feels that alcohol will numb his nerves.

So, I rarely touch this.

That time, I drank a little more because I was in a complicated mood.

After drinking too much, Jingcheng was not a mess, so he sat alone on a chair on the street, looking at the pedestrians obediently.

All this in the dream seemed to become extremely clear, and even a picture that had not appeared in my dream before appeared.

He sat in the chair and stared blankly at the crowd, and at some point a young girl suddenly stood beside him.

It seemed that he was younger than him. Jingcheng in his dream tried hard to see the other person clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see clearly.

There was only the girl's soft silk, and the familiar finger gently poking him on the top, and his voice was a little familiar: "How are you?"

"Not very good." Jingcheng heard himself in the dream answer, and more, he still wanted to see the person in the dream clearly.

Because the finger gave him so familiar, it was so familiar that not long ago that the gentle finger had gently poked his abdominal muscles and pressed on his chest.
Chapter completed!