"What?" The bunny froze, not understanding the meaning of his words, so he opened his innocent eyes and looked at him doubtfully: "What's the alternative?"

"Like ... this ..." Cheng Zhiyan bowed her head, and a pair of thin lips had kissed her rosy lips.

His slippery tongue rubbed lightly on her lips, but instead of rushing into her mouth, she carefully, circle by circle, depicting the shape of her lips.

The bunny felt that it felt a little itchy on his lips, so he couldn't help but reached out and pushed his chest, and turned his head to the side and said, "Don't make trouble, what if I infect you?"

Cheng Zhiyan smiled slightly, lowered her head and gently pecked her pink cheeks, then smiled and said, "If it is transmitted to me, wouldn't you be all right ?? So I can feel cold and hot for a while at night is you."

"No serious ..." Little Rabbit couldn't help but glanced at him hard and said with a lip.

"Well, do you think this way of tossing is not so good?" Cheng Zhiyan's mouth curved a meaningful arc, he reached out and raised Rabbit's chin, a pair of clear eyes stared straight at her eyes. , His voice muffled, "So ... we still toss you in the way I like, okay?"

"..." Rabbit looked at his eyes as deep as Mo Yu. Rao was often teased by him so much, but still couldn't help flushing.

"Get away, don't!" Xiaotu muttered a rosy little mouth, and said to Cheng Zhi with disappointment: "I just had a fever last night, how can you tolerate me?"

"Well, wait until you are all right." Cheng Zhiyan bowed her head and pecked her little mouth before releasing her hand.

"..." Bunny came down from the bed flushed, stood on the floor barefoot, and looked at him with a disgusted expression: "The quilt is sweating and wet by both of us, don't you feel lying Is it uncomfortable inside? "

"Um ... don't think so." Cheng Zhiyan smiled slightly, leaned leaning against the bedside, and looked at her with a smile on his eyes: "In fact, when we used to sit in a sport together, the quilt also We often get wet, don't you find it? "

"..."

The little rabbit looked at him with serious words and said insincerely, finally he couldn't bear and threw a pillow at him: "Bird-beast !!! Stream-rogue !!!"

"Oh ..." Cheng Zhiyan narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "Does it seem to be in good spirit, has he recovered?"

The little rabbit froze, and quickly stroked her forehead with her hands, making a dizzy look: "Ah, no, my head is dizzy, I have to rest for a while ..."

As she said, she climbed up to the bed, regardless of the discomfort of the wet quilt she had just abandoned. She lay down beside Cheng Zhiyan and closed her eyes and said, "I'm rested, don't talk to me ..."

"Oh ..." Cheng Zhiyan smiled lowly, staring at her little white face for a moment, without talking, but thinking about it, turning over and getting out of bed.

The bunny secretly narrowed his eyes into a slit, watching Cheng Zhiyan's thin and straight figure heading out of the bedroom, and a hint of doubt appeared in his heart.

Alas, why did her orange juice brother go out? ?