There is a little tree on the mountain

Lying on the bed at night, Yun Qianshan summed up the experience of the past half semester, from the first time he opened the dormitory to the barbecue before going to bed, to the evening breeze on the way back to the dormitory after the barbecue, and finally summed up, in his head Only Lu Xiaolin's smiling face remained.Hair, skin, eyes, nose, mouth...

mouth.

By the way, Lu Xiaolin had just finished eating the barbecue at that time, his mouth was still shiny with oil, and his nose was also shiny with oil, which was shiny.

Will the heartbeat be heard so loudly?

He dated Lu Xiaolin.

He really couldn't calm down, and just as he was about to get up and do something else, he saw a hand stretched out from the next bed and took his "Historical Records" openly.Then he heard the disturbed man lower his voice and say, "It's been three months, and I've only read three pages."

Yun Qianshan: "..." It was used as a pretense, but he didn't intend to take it seriously.And classical Chinese looks really hard, it's super hypnotic, and it's amazing to be able to last half an hour a day.

Alas, I knew I would not put bookmarks, would Xiao Mumu look down on him because of this?

He turned around and lay down on the bed, propping up his upper body on his elbows to look at Lu Xiaolin, Lu Xiaolin's figure could be vaguely seen in the darkness.

"He is also looking at me with his upper body propped up." Yun Qianshan thought.He stretched out his hand, wanting to rub Xiaomumu's hair, but his little Mumu raised his upper body and enfolded his fingers.

Including!live!up!hand!refer to! ! ! ! !

Still a man without doing something? ? ? ?

What a fart, this is a dormitory! ! ! ! !

He withdrew his hand violently like an electric shock, and accidentally bumped into the iron railing, making a loud noise in the quiet night.He froze in place, listening intently to the breathing of the two of them.

Dai Xingyan "hummed" all over his body vigorously, turned over with a huge movement, and turned his back to them.

Yun Qianshan: "..."

The culprit, Lu Xiaolin, lay down obediently and covered himself with the quilt, as if "I've already fallen asleep and don't care about my business".

Yun Qianshan poked his boyfriend's hair with his hand, his heart sprinted for a marathon in his chest, and gradually quieted down together with a certain organ in his lower body.

Xiaomumu's saliva also smells good.