Yellow plums are sweeter than green plums

The answer was exactly what she wanted, Duan Qingtian's eyes seemed to be brighter in the gloomy environment, and she buried her head in Duan Qiuming's strong arms.

Because the wet and hot hands that had just taken a shower first climbed onto his arms, and then slid into the neckline.

After Duan Qiuming was touched firmly by him twice, he didn't respond at all.Duan Qingtian took this as a tacit consent to him, and bit her lower lip in fear of laughing out loud, he wanted to do this during the day, who made him so good-looking that made her so excited.

It's not normal to feel those eyes coveting Duan Qiuming projected from all directions. If Duan Qiuming dared to flirt with those people, he might run away from home and go away.

But in the current situation, it seems that the man is controlled by himself.The muscles he has exercised, the tough curves, the strength contained under the thin skin, and even the refreshing sweat produced by the high temperature are all his own.

It's just that when she groped her chest, Duan Qingtian was still startled by the frequency of his heartbeat through her hard chest muscles.

The steady, powerful heartbeat that was so fast that it fell out of frequency made Duan Qingtian feel that her touch was not in vain.

The arm is like a wire, and subtle mood swings can also be transmitted through the medium. I just feel that my heart can't beat properly.

As if aware of his hesitation, the man took the lead in making a move, and grabbed the messy hand with all his strength with his originally tense arm.As if to cover up, he fastened the buttons that Duan Qingtian fumbled to undo a few times, as if nothing had happened.

Duan Qingtian was stunned for a few seconds, listening to Duan Qiuming's out-of-rhythm breathing, she felt that her face was also burning.After calming down for a while, I still feel that I haven't touched enough. This man is a treasure. If Duan Qiuming can also become a plum, I'm afraid I will rub him endlessly all day long.

After all, there is no fat on the whole body, and the place that can be reached by the fingertips makes people feel irresistible.

Realizing that he wanted to push his hand in from under the open hem again, Duan Qiuming, who had closed his eyes, couldn't sleep anymore, so he stretched out his hand and pinned his wrist to the side of the pillow. He stretched out another hand that was pulling the quilt, and after dodging a few times, he was still caught. Both hands were clamped by Duan Qiuming with one hand.

"Tiantian, don't make trouble, are you going to sleep?"

"You let me touch it again and I will fall asleep."

"No."

"Just touch it."

"No."

"I'm really just touching it."

"Can't!"

Duan Qingtian leaned over and kissed him carelessly on the face, but her teeth just hit the bridge of the man's straight nose, and she gasped in pain.

The man still didn't let go, so Duan Qiuming could only grumble, "Why can't I just touch it?"

"Not yet, it's too soon."

"Too fast... what is too fast..."

"It's going too fast."

"What is progress..."

Since he came, sleeping every day has become a difficult time, and there are always some messy problems that need to be solved urgently.

Duan Qiuming hugged him and explained for a long time, Duan Qingtian, who was in a trance, became sleepy before she could hear clearly.Anyway, what Duan Qiuming meant was that he couldn't continue to touch, and felt that there should be no results if the negotiation continued, so he simply fell asleep from fatigue.

This day is enough to toss.

Anyway, based on Duan Qiuming's explanation of the word progress, it probably means waiting until tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the next day, anyway, there will always be such a day.

It seems that as long as she waits patiently, Duan Qingtian is willing to let him kiss and touch casually.

So, time is really a magical thing.

The next day, Duan Qiuming's alarm clock rang much earlier than before, and he got out of bed rubbing his sleepy eyes. The first thing he did was to go to the window and look up. Probably the property management had warned that flower pots could not be placed at high altitudes. The green radishes in the window were taken in.

Duan Qiuming sighed, looked at Duan Qingtian who was sleeping soundly on the bed, quickly packed up, changed into sportswear and went out.

Although it is already April, the temperature outside at five or six o'clock is still unflattering.When I got home, I opened the bedroom door and saw Duan Qingtian sitting blankly in the middle of the bed with her messy hair on her back, looking too sleepy, and felt that Duan Qiuming, who had disappeared early in the morning, had returned to the room Only then reluctantly raised his eyelids, got out of the quilt and crawled hard beside Duan Qiuming.

"Why do you get up so early, aren't you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy, I went for a morning run."

"Ah, you changed your clothes again, it's so pretty."

Stretching out his hand to rub his hair, he also felt that Duan Qingtian was invincible, after all, yesterday was not a rest.While he was not fully awake, he coaxed him, and said that if he was sleepy, go back to sleep, and the drowsy Duan Qingtian just lay back and vaguely agreed.

Huilong feels that this kind of thing is also poisonous, besides, Duan Qiuming is by his side, so there is nothing to worry about.

When he woke up again, the sun was high and Duan Qiuming was nowhere to be seen.Frustrated for a while, he got out of bed, brushed his teeth and washed his face as Duan Qiuming taught him these two days, and then obediently went to the dining table to eat. The breakfast was already half cold, and it was no longer steaming like it was just made.

But it doesn't matter, Duan Qiuming taught him how to use the microwave oven.

There is also a glass of water and a cell phone that Duan Qiuming left for him on the table, and he left a note for Duan Qingtian to call him if he has something to do, just keep pressing "1".

As for the glass of water, Duan Qingtian picked it up and took a sip, and was immediately surprised to find that the glass contained clear dew.

Probably really raised him like a fairy.