Chapter 682： You talk awful, I wo n’t help, you probably hate me anyway

"What is Yan Changqing's envy?" Song Chulang said lightly, but she was a little surprised. If she didn't say it, he really didn't know she was envious of others.

"Because Brother Chu Yi is very fond of her, women always admire those who are favored", Lu Qingxi laughed: "Just like you came to see me today, Qiu Qiu also envy me, I told them, they I do n’t know how hard I chased you. ”

"Hard work?" Song Chulang squinted her eyes. "Compared to other women who chased me, you are the best of them."

"Then should I be grateful to Dade for your kindness to me at the beginning?" Lu Qing's eyelids were raised lazily. "Forget it, I'm too lazy to say you, you just don't boast."

"I don't boast, but you can kiss me," Song Chulang smiled, lowered her head, close enough to see her eyes.

"Don't kiss me", Lu Qingxi touched his thin lips with his hands, and said, "I have a cold, so as not to infect you."

"I don't mind, and I have a good background and I'm not so easily contagious," Song Chulang said before going to kiss, Lu Qingmao quickly covered his mouth, "You don't mind if I mind, it's really contagious, I will be distressed."

Song Chulang's dark eyes stared at him for a moment before finally sitting up and wiping her hands with a towel.

Lu Qing was lazily waited on, very comfortable, and suddenly poked his calf on his toes, biting his lip underneath and blushing, "How's that picture used?"

Song Chulang's hand holding the towel paused slightly, a glimmer of gloom glanced under his eyes, and he uttered two words, "Very good".

Lu Qingxi smiled shyly, "Did you put on the password?"

"Go on."

"Let me see," she reached out.

Song Chulang passed her mobile phone and told her the password.

Lu Qingjiu opened the password-added photo album, which stored a photo of her. The more she looked sweeter and more shy, she gave him her mobile phone and drilled her face into the quilt.

"The quilt outside is much cleaner, don't get old." Song Chulang pulled her out and looked at her red fluttering smile. "I'm sorry I haven't seen you before. Is it too late to be ashamed?"

Lu Qingxi naughty tongue out, just a secretary called Qian suddenly called him.

He took it to pick it up, and kept his voice as low as possible. At the beginning, he listened to him coldly and said, "A group of rice barrels, I have to come out for everything, and leave for a day, what a mess."

When he finished, Lu Qingyi apologized, "Is there a lot of things in the company? If you are busy, you will go back tomorrow morning. Don't worry about me, I am much better."

"Go back tomorrow afternoon," Song Chulang asked, "You won't go with me"?

Lu Qingchi shook his head. "Everyone has come, but I haven't even seen Tianchi yet. I have a good night's sleep, and tomorrow should be much better."

Song Chulang knew she was persuading her not to leave, so she said nothing.

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After taking a bath, the two lay side by side on the hot pan and watched the TV for a while, and occasionally stuck together for a few words to talk about, but it did not taste good, but at about half past nine, Lu Qingyu who took the medicine started sleepy.

Song Chulang turned off the TV. After lying down, he couldn't sleep, not only because he slept in the afternoon, but also because he was too hot. He was completely unaccustomed to it. Later, he took off his clothes and only put on shorts to sleep.

But I woke up repeatedly in the middle of the night, especially in the morning in the northeast. It was too early in the morning. At just over six o'clock, Song Chulang couldn't sleep, and Lu Qingying didn't wake up without the sun. His eyes narrowed into his arms, feeling the familiar temperature, breath, and desire to rise in the morning.

"Uncle, uncomfortable"? Lu Qingxi naughty way.

Song Chulang looked at her deeply for a while, and the corners of her lips were unconsciously touched. The words spoken were also irritating, "Your hair is stinky."

Lu Qing rubbed a small face suddenly red with embarrassment, let go of him, and hammered his chest in annoyance. "You really hate it. People wanted to help you. You talk awful, I won't help, anyway, you Probably also disgusted me. "

"Are you better today?" Song Chulang smiled and grabbed her hand.

Lu Qing snorted and turned away.

Song Chulang knew that she should be much better today, so he took her over and said in her ear: "I don't want to stink you, help my uncle."

Lu Qing's mind was hot, and he turned back and stared at him flushed, "Uncle, you are not shy, what do you want to do to your niece?"

"What niece, I don't have that kind of hobby", Song Chulang squeezed her cheek, "I don't want to just think about your photo".

Lu Qing was happy, admitting that he was getting worse and worse, "What do you think, uncle, you are too hooligan."

"I haven't been broken by you yet." Song Chulang is now used to blushing and not beating.

Lu Qingxi stared at him for a moment with a smile, and suddenly reached up to his ear, and said with confusion in a voice like "Lan, you tell me, what do you think of looking at my picture?" "Whatever you think, I'll do it."

Song Chulang's chest was filled with a lot of oil in the fierce likeness, and the "swelling" swelled violently.

His hot eyes stared at the little woman above without saying a word until her face became more and more red, and he sat up and hugged her in a soft whisper in his ears, and the words were ashamed. famous.

At half a moment, she glanced back at him, and that glance made Song Chulang look like she was in evil spirits, gazing at her with breathless hold until she turned around and pressed him slowly over the hot hoe.

His dark pupils reflected the stripping of her clothes on her hands.

Time advances little by little, from six to seven, and then eight.

From the ears twitching from the beginning to the soul communication that penetrated the bone marrow, they both felt that it was not like they were in the northeast at all, just like the hot summer in the south, sweating everywhere.

Song Chulang always thought that he was dominant, whether in work, life or emotions, but at this moment, as if he encountered the most confused fairy in life, let him be upset, but so satisfied .