Chapter 912

Including her broken thoughts, even if the voice is very small.

Originally, it would not have attracted much attention if Chang Cong deliberately lowered his voice under the condition of not sleeping in the court.

But it is obvious that Chang Cong ignores a big problem, and the most crucial one, that is the identity of Feng Tingmo.

His identity determines that his life is absolutely different from that of ordinary people. It is a habit to maintain the most vigilant state at any time.

Obviously, what Fengting did on this point is excellent.

Almost at the moment of Chang Cong's change, Feng Tingmo was on the alert for a moment. He just saw clearly that the person in front of him was Chang Cong, so he didn't have more action.

Just pay close attention to every move of Chang Cong. Naturally, Chang Cong of this meeting knows nothing about all this.

I'm still in a hurry there. I dare not move. I even lower my breathing rate consciously for fear that the man behind me will wake up and look at the situation in front of me. It's too embarrassing.

Originally wanted to put the man on his arm to take down, but tried a few times, but found that she could not take it.

Of course, it's also because of the fear that the man will wake up suddenly, so the action will be restrained.

Don't know at all, the man behind looks at Chang Cong's stupid action now, the corner of his mouth has been slightly hooked up.

Often porridge porridge is really going to explode, because the temptation to move their body, found completely unable to move.

Because the whole person is almost surrounded by the man behind her. In addition, her arm is still confined to her, which makes Chang Cong unable to move at all.

The range of action can't be too big. I'm afraid a man will wake up after me.

Now she realized that her dream was quite accurate. In her dream, a big lion threw her directly on the ground.

In reality, he is firmly surrounded by a "Lion" in his arms. It's really similar.

But obviously, she couldn't help the lion in her dream, and it was the same situation in reality. She often collapsed in her heart.

What kind of evil is this!

With her consciousness gradually awake, she can be vaguely aware of the breathing of the man behind her, which makes Chang Cong's already restless mood more difficult.

I wish it would wake the man up and she would leave.

Obviously, this kind of practice is not possible at all. According to Chang Cong, through the comparison of the strength value between the two people in the past experience, if you really do this

The result is too beautiful, she does not dare to think, generally this kind of trial is in the end with her own fiasco, often porridge man's clever once.

After all, those blood like experiences and lessons are still in the goal, OK!

But this kind of stalemate is not a way. Chang Cong only feels that the temperature of his whole body is gradually rising.

There is almost no distance between them. I don't know whether it is because of the quilt or because of Chang Cong's heart that the temperature of blood rises.

In a word, Chang Cong feels that if he stays so much for a while, I'm afraid the whole person will burn up!

So try to pull your body forward, try not to touch the chest of the man behind you, always feel strange.

Especially now the man didn't wake up, only often porridge a person awake, of course, this is in her own understanding of things, ignore the objective reality.

Their present state makes Chang Cong almost have an illusion. How can they make it look like she's taking advantage of this man

In Chang Cong's efforts, he moved a little bit to the bedside, which made the distance between two people not so subtle. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt his arm moving around his neck.

Chang Cong's breath was held in an instant, and the instant joy in his eyes would spread directly.

Oh, my God, did God finally care for her? Did this man want to move his arm? I've worked hard for half a day, but it doesn't work. I'll watch my arm move, not to mention the joy in my heart.

She even quietly ready, as long as the man's hand away, she immediately slipped out of bed, while the man did not find all this, she directly left the scene of the crime!

Perfect to avoid all the embarrassing scenes, it can not be more perfect.

Chang Cong's mouth began to rise slowly. I can't wait to see this beautiful scene immediately.

Feng Tingmo's arm, as Chang Cong expected, slowly left her neck. In a moment, Chang Cong felt that her breathing was smooth.

The eye is like a star, blinking, very bright, let people look full of vitality and vitality.

Seeing that Feng Tingmo's arm was getting farther and farther away from his body, Chang Cong's body was already eager to try, so he waited for a while to get out of bed and leave.

As a result, the corner of the mouth has not been completely raised, with Feng Tingmo's next action, directly frozen in place.

Chang Cong

"Where do you want to go, eh?" The man's arm, is left her neck is not false, but did not use according to her expected trajectory.

Instead, she moved down and tied it around her waist, and moved in her own direction.

Before that, Chang Cong worked hard and moved little by little, and the distance between Chang Cong and Feng Tingmo was a little far away. Now it's good.

With Feng Ting Mo's understatement, it's good to go back to the pre liberation period. Not only the previous distance is wasted, but also it's closer than the first distance.

Because this will often porridge, porridge can take solid feel behind the man's body temperature.

Man's arm, tightly hooped in her waist, arm above the heat, easily passed to the body of often porridge.

Chang Cong almost thought that there was a fire behind him, hot and turbulent, which almost swallowed her up.

In fact, what Chang Cong didn't know was that at the beginning, Feng Tingmo's arm was on Chang Cong's waist, not her neck.

The reason why it turns into the way it looks when it wakes up is because it's not very honest when it sleeps.

Maybe it's because in my dream I was chased by the lion all the time. In my dream, I ran all the time. In reality, I'm not honest enough to be in bed.