Chapter 129 Seems to be dreaming again

   Pei Zhi, who was scratched, didn't say it was itchy.

   He pinched his disobedient toes, passed his fingertips through her toes, and patiently cleaned it.

   Lin Jiao, who couldn't move, no longer flexed her toes.

   Under his gentle movements, her eyelashes trembled like butterfly feathers, enjoying closing her eyes.

   Seeing that she seemed to be falling asleep, Pei Zhi wiped off the water stains on her feet and put a hand through the gap between her waist and arm.

   "Beautiful." He buckled her waist and rubbed the soft flesh with his palms: "After changing clothes, go to bed."

  Lin Jiao subconsciously lifted the hem of her clothes.

   Before she could reveal an inch of her skin, Pei Zhi turned her head in time and handed the pajamas to her hand.

   "Come up and accompany me." She didn't even bother to button a few buttons around her neckline, so she got into the bed.

   Pei Zhi lifted the quilt and took her into his arms while using his thin and strong arms as a pillow for her.

   He followed the agreement to kiss her on the forehead, and accompany her to sleep like every late night before.

   The moonlight pouring down by the window gradually faded.

  The day and night change, and the birds in the mountains swept across the balcony in the dazzling sunlight, making high-pitched chirping.

   Chu Yuzhou, who was woken up first, turned on the stereo to play a random song and turned the volume to the maximum.

   He pushed open the glass door of the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the towering peaks in the distance, feeling quite comfortable and comfortable.

  “It’stypicalsensation.”

   "Feelingthissensationmylove." He hummed to the melody, awakening the others in this way.

   "Chu Yuzhou, shut up!"

   "It'stypicalsensation!"

   Hearing him singing more and more, Pei Yilan walked to the balcony clutching the pillow and smashed it to the right.

   "Are you crazy?" Chu Yuzhou, who was smashed from the cigarette rod, stepped on the pillow that was burned out of the hole several times.

   His frantic appearance made people want to laugh, but Pei Yilan suffocated and said to him, "Are you bothered in the morning?"

   "Am I in your way?"

"you know too?"

   Another pillow fell, Chu Yuzhou kicked away the cigarette **** beside his feet, and was completely provoked: "You have to play like this, right?"

"what?"

   "Still pretending to be deaf?" He picked up the pillow, grabbed the railing with one hand, tiptoed to her, and threw it at her.

   Several perfect arcs were thrown in the air, and a pillow fight also kicked off.

  Music and noise mixed together, so that Pei Zhi, who was leaning against the bed, no longer felt sleepy.

   He got up and put on his sweater. When he turned around, he found Lin Jiao groping for the quilt. He asked in confusion, "Jiaojiao, what are you looking for?"

   "Stick."

   "Where did the stick come from?"

   "I don't know either." Lin Jiao lifted the quilt and didn't see Ying'er from the beginning to the end.

   She bent her knees by the bed: "It's weird."

   "Are you dreaming?" Pei Zhi tugged up the hair on her temples and gently pinned it behind her ears.

  Lin Jiao recalled the unreal feeling, and thought that what he said was reasonable: "It may be."

   "Is the stick chasing you in your dream?"

   "No." She asked Pei Zhi to bring her clothes, intending to put them on first: "I don't even remember."

   Pei Zhi kissed her lips: "Then you change first."

  He took a cigarette and a lighter to the balcony to watch the unfinished pillow fight.

   Seeing that Pei Yilan lost her strength, Chu Yuzhou also threw away the pillow, too lazy to bully her again.

   He lit a cigarette again, and when he found Pei Zhi on the right, he gasped and asked, "Brother, where are we going to play today?"

   "Back Mountain."

   "Will you take the cable car?"

   "Well." Pei Zhi exhaled a smoke ring: "You guys pack up and go downstairs to eat first."

  Chu Yuzhou returned to the house with a few pillows in his arms.

   He simply took care of his messy hair, and was willing to turn off the music before going out.

   It'stypicalsensation—《SweetSensation》

  

  

   (end of this chapter)