Yellow plums are sweeter than green plums

Chapter 10 Do You Have To Wait At Home?

The heroine, who was crying in front of the camera just now, immediately calmed down just after her lips were touched. It was inseparable, and the plot also took a 180-degree reversal. When they finally separated, the flesh in the throat slid into the stomach with a gurgling sound.

Human feelings are complex and subtle, and Duan Qingtian had difficulty understanding them. While thinking, she dragged fruits that she had never touched before from the full shopping bag.Rather than being a plum essence, Duan Qingtian's body is actually the plum tree. It's just because Duan Qiuming can't be expected to carry the whole tree back, so it resides on the best plums bred throughout the year.

The fruit in front of me tastes different from the plums, but it is undeniable that Duan Qingtian is never picky about food.

After being tossed by the people on TV, Duan Qingtian, who was a little messed up, felt that the following plot could not be followed, so she could only touch her rounded belly, jumped off the sofa to clean up the table full of food that she ate I still remember to follow Duan Qiuming's instructions and throw the fruit core and peel into the yellow plastic bucket in the kitchen. You must know that when you are a plant, you never move.

Compared with static things, lively and dynamic things may be more attractive, such as starlings that occasionally perch on the branches, and dead leaves that are occasionally swept away by the blowing wind, such as the broken swing that belongs to you , dangling in any season.

It's just that if Duan Qiuming is not at home, he doesn't know who he is dangling for.

Just thinking about it made me depressed, and I curled up on the balcony of Duan Qiuming's house for the whole afternoon. The warm sunshine sprinkled on the exposed skin, and it was transformed into a good mood that circulated in the body.Reaching out to open a window slit, I saw Duan Qiuming's washed vest and underwear dangling on the clothes rack the night before, staring at it for no reason and becoming shy.

No wonder he sneaked into the man's bed yesterday, after all, his appearance in pajamas is too attractive.

Because I have taken a shower, there are tiny drops of water on the ends of my hair and on my neck. When I get close to me, I can feel the irritating water vapor go straight into my respiratory tract, dyeing a man with a body fragrance that is completely different from my own. .People who are much taller than me and bump into many people sit on the edge of his bed, and you can catch a glimpse of the small drops of water sliding down his collarbone into the neckline. With a lazy face, no matter how good his concentration is, he is absolutely unwilling to stay alone in an empty room.

I always felt that something would happen, both excited and indescribably afraid, but the man had clearly agreed to lie on the same bed with him, and he really fell asleep when he said he would sleep.While Xiao was thinking about the huge contrast between the communication methods between animals and plants, he turned his head and saw the man turning to face him in his sleep, and he couldn't help it at that time.

With a kick of his legs, he lifted his own quilt, and pulled himself into the other's quilt.

Staying in a place warmer than his own quilt, he put into action the impulse that flashed through his mind just now, and Wen Nuan's hand stretched in from under the hem of his open clothes like a little snake, where he didn't have time to see clearly just now He rubbed his firmer abdomen twice, and even lingered on his flexible waist in satisfaction for a while, before he closed his eyes and went to sleep with a smile.

Like a cat that successfully sneaked, it just slept its first good sleep in human form.

When leaning on him, my mood was so ups and downs, and now I feel so lonely and sad. Although Duan Qiuming is a biology teacher, there is not even a flowerpot on the balcony of Duan Qiuming. Without a flowerpot, there is no soil. Qingtian buried herself in it, she could only sit on the chair and shake her feet in cotton slippers, throwing out the oversized shoes and taking the trouble to pick them up again.

It would be nice to follow him to work, hide in his pocket, and stick to him all day long.

Duan Qiuming's first day's work was not as smooth as expected. Although the teaching process was smooth, today's teacher Duan was rarely absent-minded.When he opened the biology book, at some point, the pattern on it seemed to have transformed into that bouncing green plum, which gave him a slight headache.When he returned to the office after the lecture, his first thought was to guess what he would do at home.Turning the pen and staring at the computer for a few seconds, excess panic rushed out from all corners.

Although he is a normal child on the surface, he doesn't even have the common sense of water, electricity, and gas.

Who knows what will happen when you leave a feral cat at home that has never been in the house?

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