Zhao Jindong turned his head and looked at Song Chen.

Song Chen was lying on the bed, no longer looking at him, but stared at the chandelier on the top with his eyes open and staring blankly.

Zhao Jindong cleared his throat and continued to look at his tablet. It took him several minutes to soften.

To be honest, this taste is not good. It is not only physical but also psychological, and it is a bit painful. He actually rarely did this before, but recently he obviously felt that he had been harder a little more times.

Song Chen suddenly felt inspiration and was thinking about his novels.

But it is not the abusive article in "After My Love Gets Old", but the sweet article he wrote in a small entitle.

Inspiration often pops up when he writes articles. For example, now, he smells the faint fragrance of the shower gel on Zhao Jindong's body. This warm and pleasant smell suddenly triggers his feelings about love and love. He can write a chapter with the theme of taste.

The taste of lover.

He thought about it for a few minutes in his mind, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Zhao Jindong thought he wanted to go to the bathroom, but who knew that Song Chen pushed the door and went out directly. He hadn't seen him come back for a long time.

Zhao Jindong lay down after finishing his work. As a result, he lay down for a long time and didn't even see Song Chen come back. He went out to see the lights in the living room, but there was no one. He pushed open the door of the study and saw Song Chen smiling with an aunt on his face.

...

Writing articles is like creating a child. The brother Dong and Xiaoshou, named Xiao Song, are so affectionate, how can you not let his father feel comforted and happy!

It's like you're in love!

Maybe he has never had it in his life, so it is more ideal to fantasize about it. His writing of acting cute is really amazing, and he feels so sweet that he himself feels.

The word "acting coquettish" is a bit inconsistent with men, but if the standard of acting coquettish is well mastered, men can also act very painful. Speaking of which, it is a dream that some people can act coquettish.

He looked up at the door and saw Zhao Jindong looking at him expressionlessly.

He immediately locked on the computer and stood up.

Zhao Jindong said: "Are you writing a novel?"

Song Chen nodded, Zhao Jindong didn't say anything, covered up the door and went out.

He was interrupted and looked at the time. It was already very late, so he came out of the study and followed Zhao Jindong into the bedroom. When he came back from the toilet, Zhao Jindong had already lie down.

Song Chen climbed onto the bed, thought about the sweet article he had just written, and with a little bit of meat, his heart was warm. He turned over and faced Zhao Jindong, smelling the faint fragrance on Zhao Jindong's body.

In fact, the quilt also has a fragrance and is very light, but it smells particularly good. I don’t know which one of them got involved.

Smelling such a warm breath, thinking about the little bit of meat in my heart, so naturally I couldn't pass by so calmly that night, and Song Chen had a spring dream.

In fact, the Virgin's dream is not particularly specific, nor does it go deep into the point of having sex. Perhaps he hasn't experienced it before, and it is difficult to have such complex fantasies in his subconscious. He only dreamed that Zhao Jindong kissed him, kissed his ears, and arched his lower body. He couldn't stand it and suddenly exploded...

When he woke up in an instant, Song Chen was sweating, and his pajamas felt very wet. He felt confused for a moment in the halo of the orchid lantern at the bedside. When he woke up and realized what had happened to him, he felt ashamed and secretly turned his head to look at Zhao Jindong beside him. Zhao Jindong was sleeping soundly.

Song Chen pulled up the quilt and smelled a fishy smell. He pursed his lips tightly, laying for a while, and finally couldn't lie down.

It felt a bit embarrassing. He had to destroy the corpse as soon as possible while he was not discovering it.

Song Chen was afraid of waking up Zhao Jindong, and his movements were so light that he could not be any more light. He moved out little by little. It was originally a very effortless thing, but he actually got sweaty and was very hot. He felt an indescribable fatigue. He finally moved to the edge of the bed. He lifted the quilt and got out of the bed with the lightest movement. Without even wearing shoes, he walked barefoot to the bedroom.

When I arrived at the bedroom, I remembered my underwear that I had not replaced. I had to fold it back and touched the cloakroom little by little in the dark room. He didn't dare to turn on the light in the cloakroom. He found a pair of pajamas in the dark and then came out with his hands and feet. Who knew that as soon as he walked to the bed, he noticed that Zhao Jindong had moved.

He was so scared that he lost half of his soul. He stood there motionless. After waiting for a while, he didn't see Zhao Jindong moving again... It turned out that he was just turning over.

A false alarm.

Song Chen swallowed, and then tiptoed to the bathroom again.

Since he had to change his pajamas, he naturally had to wipe his body, but he couldn't find the towel he used... Wang Ma and the others would probably have to clean and replace it with new towels, so that they could touch something unclean, right?

He went to the bathroom to rinse it, clean it, then wiped it dry, and changed into new pajama pants. He washed the dirty pajama pants and put them in the basket. He was still guilty and worried, so he stuffed it to the bottom and covered it with Zhao Jindong's clothes.

God, because of a dream, he made him torture for half an hour.

Maybe he was anxious to wake up, and he still remembered the scenes in his sleep clearly, but the content in the dream was actually unorganized. He actually dreamed that he and Zhao Jindong were intimate in the woods of the manor. Zhao Jindong pushed him so hard and kissed him. It felt so real, just like real.

His heart was pounding, embarrassed, and inexplicably happy.

Maybe that's the feeling of intimacy, the feeling of love, he hasn't experienced it yet, just having a dream, and he feels so happy.

He savored himself in the bathroom for a long time, looking at himself in the mirror, his face seemed to be filled with spring tide.

He walked to the mirror and stood and looked at it carefully. His face, which was already beautiful, now had a little tight eyebrows and a tight desire, his face seemed a little flushed, and he looked a little strange. This dejected face, which was a little cold and desolate, was painted with desire, and it was actually a bit seductive.

I don’t know if it was the instinctive reaction of this body or his somewhat restless soul that added color to this body.

His body was hot, and his usual moist lips were dry at this moment, with his lips exposed and a little white. He turned on the faucet, wet his hands, and then wiped his lips. Then he turned around and left the bathroom, and walked to the edge of the bed in the faint halo of the orchid lamp.

Zhao Jindong was still sleeping well, just lying on his side, facing him.

The autumn night was a little cold. After a while, he had sweated slightly again, and now his pajamas were also cold. He quietly went to bed, lifted up the quilt to cover it, and exposed his arms and chest.

I don’t know if what he dreamed of will come true one day.

But it sounds so sweet and so hot in the dream. He really should have gone to the study now and wrote down all this in the dream without wasting any inspiration!

After Song Chen closed his eyes, Zhao Jindong finally opened his eyes.

In fact, before Song Chen woke up, he woke up.

Because Song Chen was not honest in his dreams, he hummed.

It was the kind of humming that could not be patient and tried to endure, intermittently and mildly, which was not easy to detect in the middle of the night, but he always slept lightly and his ears were sharp, so he woke up.

After waking up, I turned my head and saw that because there was a small light in the bedroom, I saw Song Chen lying face up, his lips slightly open, as if a thirsty person was waiting for the rain to come from the sky. The intermittent and inaudible humming came from his mouth.

The humming was so tempting, very boring and depressing, but it was even more seductive than the sound that Song Chen deliberately shouted when he fought against Song Chen that day.

Zhao Jindong felt a little distressed, but he couldn't do it even if he suddenly rushed up to do that for no reason.

Didn’t that slap himself in the face? He and Song Chen are not the kind of relationship that can be knocked down and rubbed against each other after thinking about it. If Song Chen really wakes up, I’m afraid he will repeat the mistake of screaming that day. The last time he was bitten, the scar has just faded today.

He was wondering if Song Chen was deliberately seducing him until Song Chen got out of bed little by little, and looked sneaky and sneaky, making him want to laugh in his heart.

He looks like he knows shame.

Shame is a wonderful thing. It is logical that shame is more relaxed and playful, but in fact, when you know shame, it is more tempting. He is used to Song Chen's shameless appearance, and now he feels guilty about shame, which really makes him want to take a look at him.

He also deliberately turned over when Song Chen came out of the cloakroom.

Does Song Chen, who is not afraid of heaven or earth, even know shame?

He felt very warm. After Song Chen went to the bathroom, he smelled an indescribable smell in the gap in the quilt.

The taste is so strong, I probably have been holding it in for a long time.

The words he once said may be a bit credible, just being whispered outside, but in fact, they didn't feel sorry for him.

Song Chen fell asleep again, but Zhao Jindong couldn't sleep anymore.

Hard until dawn.

Actually, it is ironic to think about it carefully. They are serious couples, who have held weddings and got married certificates. They could have lived a legal life as a couple, but now one is dreaming about spring, and the other can only endure until dawn.

I really want to do it.

Zhao Jindong swallowed.

But now it is a bit embarrassing what will happen to the relationship between them. He may be able to make a compromise, and he may not necessarily not let Song Chen eat it. What will happen if he is a man, what will happen if he is eaten?

If you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing, only the benefit of the money.

It's not impossible to be eaten.

You can see if Song Chen's beautiful mouth will really become distorted as he thought.

Maybe people have a dark side in their hearts, and they will be excited to destroy beautiful things. Such a beautiful Song Chen is so distorted and ugly because of his distorted face. It is really something that makes people eager to try.

Zhao Jindong spent the night too hard, so he planned to change his relationship with Song Chen and start a new chapter in his marriage.

Song Chen didn't know these things at all. He slept well until dawn. The next morning, when the birds chirped outside the window. It was a good weather. A little orange-red morning glow appeared in the east sky. As soon as he sat up, he saw Zhao Jindong brushing his teeth and coming out of the bathroom. He wore pajamas on his lower body and a white towel around his neck. He didn't wear anything on his upper body. The towel could not cover his strong muscles and strong upper body.

"Good morning." Zhao Jindong said with a toothbrush in his mouth.

I, Cao, let him see this early in the morning!
Chapter completed!