"Why, why don't you ask me to learn sister?" Cheng Shitong saw him shaking his head and refused to himself, he couldn't help but toss a small pink mouth, and looked at him unwillingly.
"You and I are not in a school, why should I call you an elder sister?" Gu Ningshu raised a brow slightly and looked at Cheng Shitong with a smile. "At most, I can call you an alumnus of a brother school."
"What! I'm a grade higher than you, you just have to call me a sister!" Cheng Shitong reached out and greeted Gu Ningshu and said, "No, no, no?"
"No." Gu Ningshu laughed away from Cheng Shitong's attack, stretched out her hand and pulled her wrist, then lowered her head, and printed her thin lips on her rosy lips.
"Oh ..." Cheng Shitong blinked, his nose was full of his own taste.
just……
I don't know when ...
The fragrance of the original fragrance gradually turned into the smell of disinfection water ...
Cheng Shitong just thought about it and felt a little sad.
She held Gu Ningshu's waist backhand, hugged him tightly, raised her head, and cooperated with his kiss very seriously.
It was a long time before Gu Ningshu left her lips.
Her rosy lips looked delicate and glittering, and now she was slightly opened, panting hard.
He just stared at her so silently for a long time, and then carried her into his arms.
Cheng Shitong was kissed softly by him. The whole man leaned against his chest like this, listening to his rapid heartbeat, and then gradually returned to God.
"Tomorrow ... I'm discharged." Gu Ningshu hugged her, resting her chin on her head, and asked her in a low voice, "Do you have class tomorrow?"
"No ..." Cheng Shitong thought with a crooked head and thought, "The subjects of the final exam are basically finished, and there are only one or two subjects left, which are open-book exams."
"Then tomorrow afternoon ... can you date with me?" Gu Ningshu bowed his head and looked at her with a pair of beautiful eyes straight, asking with some uncertainty.
Cheng Shitong looked at his gentle eyes and nodded strongly.
"Okay." Gu Ningshu finally laughed, and he pecked again on Cheng Shitong's pink cheek, and his voice was low: "Remember to dress beautifully tomorrow."
"What did you say?" Cheng Shitong stared at him with a pair of black-and-white eyes, then poked his chest and said, "Do you mean I don't dress well today?"
"No." Gu Ningshu smirked, begging for mercy while avoiding Cheng Shitong's attack: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I mean, I hope you will dress more beautiful and more tomorrow than today. Beautiful. "
"Huh ..." Cheng Shitong stopped poking his hand, but after a moment, she frowned again and began to sigh.
"What's wrong?" Gu Ningshu looked at her sighing, reached out and touched her head, and asked with concern, "Was it uncomfortable?"
"No ..." Cheng Shitong supported his chin with one hand, raised his head, looked at him with a worried look, and sighed longly: "It's ... I'm pretty enough today, I always think Tomorrow will not break through my beauty today ... "
"..."
Gu Ningshu looked at her gaze for a moment, then one did not hold back and laughed.