chasing wife crematorium

Su Lang came to Feng Qingzhou's house again, but her mood was completely different from the previous relaxed mood.

For some reason, she panicked.

Like something is going to happen.

But just staying at Qingzhou's house for one night, what can happen?

Su Lang calmed down, and wiped the cold sweat from the tip of her nose.

Feng Qingzhou was very casual, didn't look at Su Lan, put on his slippers, went to get two cups of warm water, sat comfortably on the sofa, picked up one of the cups to drink, and naturally pushed the other cup towards Su Lang's direction.

Su Lang started to get nervous again.

Is it really good to be so familiar with your boss?Speaking of which, how did you get along last time?

Her reflex arc, which was 800 years late, finally connected to the delicate channel at this moment.

Su Lang was not careful enough, but once she became more detailed, she discovered a new blind spot.

She took a look at the blue slippers on her feet. They were the color of the pure blue sky, and the cushions were thick and soft. Not only were they comfortable to step on, but they also had a good thermal function...

Wait, these are not important!The important thing is that the pink slippers on Feng Qingzhou's feet are the same as the ones on her feet, only the color is different.

Although this is also normal, Feng Qingzhou bought it all by himself, and the complete set is also normal.

Su Lan silently sat on the single-seater sofa farthest from Feng Qingzhou, trying her best to ignore the incomparably harmonious combination of red and blue.

She thought not to think too much while drinking water.As soon as the warm water enters the throat, the dry feeling caused by eating too much chestnuts is reduced, and the whole person is much warmer.

Feng Qingzhou embraced the pillow, glanced lazily at Su Lan, and said seemingly unintentionally: "What are you doing sitting so far away, sit here."

In normal times, Su Lang would have sat there carelessly, but today's her is a delicate and brand new her.

Su Lang took a sip from the empty cup: "We can hear clearly, so I won't squeeze you."

Feng Qingzhou's eyes are very sharp. Although he was amused in his heart, he chose not to tell the truth: "It's okay, the sofa is quite big, I don't think you are fat."

Su Lang's eyebrows twitched: "I'm not fat, am I?"

Feng Qingzhou is very innocent: "Did I say you are fat?"

Su Lan: "..."

Didn't she say she was fat?

Feng Qingzhou evoked a smile, it was obviously a beautiful bow, but Su Lang suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some subtle tricks in it.

tease?how can that be possible?

Su Lan shook her head slightly, almost invisible.

Feng Qingzhou patted the seat beside her, and tilted his head: "Sit over here, are you really afraid that I will eat you?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingzhou's smile became brighter and brighter.

She swears that this is the first time she really found it so fun to flirt with a "straight girl".

It's so much fun that I can't stop.

"How is it possible!" Su Lang didn't understand the true meaning of this sentence, and simply raised an objection, "I'm not afraid."

"Then come here quickly, I want you to be closer to me."

Su Lan was taken aback.

The house is warm, and Feng Qingzhou took off his coat long ago, revealing the khaki sweater inside.The sweater is full of uniform parallel lines. Because of the wind and light boat lying posture and its own curve, hills are formed in some places, and the beautiful arc is looming.In some places, there are ups and downs, and the lines intersect with each other, passing through the mountain tops, like the paintbrush in the hands of a painter to outline the landscape, picking out the most beautiful outline.

The other party's expression is gentle and soft, and the light and bright colors are full of his own shadow, relaxed and affectionate.Su Lang licked her lips, and suddenly remembered the caramel macchiato she drank.

The khaki color is exactly the color shown by pure caramel after the fragrant hot milk and coffee are entangled.

Warm, sweet, and inviting.

Come closer……

Su Lang curled up her fingers, and sat down beside Feng Qingzhou with heavy steps. She leaned against the edge of the sofa, wrapped her hair around her ears awkwardly, and stammered, "Closer, what are you doing closer..."

It's not like I haven't been close before, why is it so strange today?

Su Lang curled her hair, she didn't dare to look at Feng Qingzhou again.

Feng Qingzhou smiled suddenly, leaned forward and said, "What are you doing? Of course..."

The elongated ending sound is like the white silk spun by a spider, wrapping around Su Lang's heart one by one, wrapping it tightly, making it difficult to escape.

Feng Qingzhou clenched his hands into fists, covering up his unbearable smile, and changed his voice: "Look at your hair, I'm going to wash it for you."

Su Lang seemed to be on a roller coaster, going up and down, and could only stare at the wind pipe with complicated emotions: "...Oh."

Feng Qingzhou was serious: "Otherwise?"

Su Lan, who didn't know that the other party was so listless, slumped on the sofa: "No, I'll show you my hair."

"Oh."

Feng Qingzhou stood up suddenly and went straight to the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Su Lan asked: "What's wrong?"

Feng Qingzhou seemed uncomfortable, coughed and said, "Wash your hair."

Damn, I almost laughed out loud.

The corners of her mouth rose wildly, laughing at her childish self, while walking happily to the bathroom.

Su Xiaolan's reaction was even more amusing than she imagined. She listened to Su Lang's slow footsteps and smiled again.

"Would you like to take a bath?"

Su Lang shook her head crazily: "No, no, this is not very good."

Feng Qingzhou looked at her blankly: "It's convenient to wash together."

Together...to wash?

This sentence is so thought-provoking, Su Lang subconsciously covered her nose: "No, no, I'll do it myself, you don't have to come with me..."

Feng Qingzhou was even more at a loss, with an innocent expression on his face: "Ah? I didn't mean that I'll wash with you, you're thinking about it."

Su Lan who lost her mind: "..."

Could it be that the wind and light boat just now meant taking a mandarin duck bath?

Bah, mandarin duck fart.

She held her nose tightly and said in a low voice, "I, I mean, you don't have to help me..."

"No, I have to be responsible for your... hair."

Before starting to wash, Su Lan felt hot air rushing up her nose and head, making her feel dizzy and hot.

She had to surrender: "Then you just wash your hair."

As expected, I shouldn't have come tonight, Su Landi is regretting it infinitely.

To prevent getting wet in the water, Feng Qingzhou also rolled up Su Lang's long sleeves and folded them a few times, revealing her tender and slender arms.

As soon as Su Lang's hand was brushed by the cool fingertips, her heart skipped a beat.

Her muscles were tense, she tried her best to ignore the gentle touch, and even began to recite the classic line silently in her heart: The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable, this is not good.

The boss was kind enough to help her, how could she... think of something messy?

Because Su Lang's wrist is thin and white, the bulging veins and blood vessels are very conspicuous, Feng Qingzhou smiled helplessly, not intending to embarrass Su Lang in this matter.

She put a series of things such as shampoo and conditioner under her feet one by one, and took an unused clean towel and wrapped it around Su Lang's neck.

Seeing that she really wanted to wash her hair, Su Lan felt even more distressed.

How can I wash this...

After Feng Qingzhou adjusted the hot water, he dried his hands and went out, closing the bathroom door.

"Okay, wash it quickly, I'll get you the unused pajamas and pajamas later." Feng Qingzhou leaned against the door and said.

Su Lang scratched her head, not understanding: "Huh?"

Feng Qingzhou's smiling voice came through the bathroom door, muffled: "I see you are tied up, your face is almost as red as the boiled shrimp boiled in that pot, I don't want to tease you, just wash it yourself."

"Light boat..."

"Why, do you really want me to wash it for you?" Feng Qingzhou joked.

Su Lan quickly blushed and said, "No!"

Feng Qingzhou laughed.

Su Lang took off her clothes and was about to unbutton her underwear when she suddenly thought of a fatal thing.

"Light boat?"

Feng Qingzhou picked up Wang Zai who climbed to the bathroom door, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Lan paused, her voice was very strange: "...What about underwear?"

Feng Qingzhou grabbed Wang Zai: "..."

To suffer, she just had a temporary idea, and didn't think of this aspect at all.

Feng Qingzhou rubbed the rough tortoise shell under his hand, struggled for a while, and then tentatively said: "Wear mine?"

Feng Qingzhou asked, but what he thought was: It's not possible, Su Lang probably wouldn't be willing?Girls are the most obsessed with the cleanliness of these underwear, even herself.

So she said, "Just kidding, I have disposable panties here."

Su Lan, who had a nosebleed while wearing Feng Qingzhou's undergarments, said: "..."

Say it early!

After washing away the nosebleed that kept overflowing with hot water, Su Lang didn't want to talk anymore.

Have you been too angry recently, and you will get nosebleeds when you make up some pictures in your brain?

She began to think that she might need to quit hot pot for a while.

Feng Qingzhou on the other end had no idea that his unintentional words had caused the bloodshed, so he threw down the last sentence in a moderate voice that could just be heard by Su Lan: "Ah, I bought the wrong brand of disposable underwear this time. It doesn't look like a diaper."

Su Baobao: "..."

Is her boss the devil?

After half an hour.

As soon as Feng Qingzhou finished turning over a page of the book in hand, Su Lan came out of the bathroom wiping her hair with a towel.

The wet sorrel hair clung to her forehead, and her cheeks were pink like ripe peaches due to the hot water after washing for a long time.

Because it was light and light pajamas, Su Lan put it on loosely. She looked like a child who secretly wore an adult's clothes. It wasn't sexy at all, but it was very cute.

Feng Qingzhou looked at her with a smile, waved his hand, and beckoned her to go over.

Su Lan walked over obediently and sat on the small round pier in front of Feng Qingzhou.

"The buttons are buttoned wrong." Feng Qingzhou said warmly.

Su Lang looked down, sure enough, there were a few buttons jumping, no wonder they were all open above the collarbone, she thought it was Feng Qingzhou who liked this type of pajamas...

Before she had time to move, the woman in front of her had already closed the book and put it aside, walked in front of her, and squatted down.

Putting her hands on her buttons, one by one, she passed through the buttons, and then put them in the correct position, and finally fastened them one by one.

Knowing that Su Lan was not wearing anything under her pajamas, Feng Qingzhou buttoned it for her with her eyes closed.

The fragrance that was close at hand gradually became entangled with the fragrance on her body, as if they came from the same source, it smelled very nice.

Su Lan suddenly realized that they were using the same body wash, shampoo, conditioner and more...

Like husband and wife.

Like a demon, she leaned closer to count Feng Qingzhou's small fan-like eyelashes.One, one... very long.

Su Lang restrained the urge to stretch out her fingers to touch, her eyes naturally tried to shift the object, from the eyelashes to the eyes, nose, and lips below.

Maybe it was too familiar before, so I often ignored the beauty of the other party.

But now, like the backlash accumulated for too long, it overwhelmed her overwhelmingly.

She actually...was unwilling to resist.

The experience of the video game city flooded into her mind at the right time, and she couldn't help thinking: What does the light boat taste like today?

Is it still strawberry?

she asked out loud.

Feng Qingzhou just buttoned the last button, and opened his eyes in surprise after hearing the words.

"What strawberry flavor?"

Su Lan's gaze rested on Feng Qingzhou's lips, and she didn't speak.

She didn't notice that she was like a wolf that had found its prey, expressing its desire fiercely and bluntly.

The desire to devour each other.

Even so, this is Su Lan.

Feng Qingzhou didn't take this young wolf dog seriously, and said with a chuckle, "Didn't you say you should try more?"

The woman closed her eyes defiantly.

Only the trembling eyelashes showed that she was not as calm and calm as she appeared on the outside.

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Happy new year, sweet and happy for a whole year.