Chapter 43 The world's first cutest tablemate (43)

   The next day.

  Luo Cimian woke up leisurely, the goal was the girl's quiet sleeping face.

  The sun shines in through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the tiny fluff on the girl's face clearly.

   The girl's fair and tender face was pink, and the corners of her mouth were suspiciously sparkling.

   Luo Cimian silently curved the corners of her mouth, reached out and pulled out a few tissues to gently wipe the saliva from the corners of her mouth.

   "Brother Mian, don't make trouble~"

   When Yuzu was still sleeping, he gently brushed away the fingers that were messing up his face.

   The girl's voice is not coquettish or weak, but it is very soft, and it is directly soft to Luo Cimian's heart.

  Fuck, it really makes people want to commit a crime.

   Luo Cimian didn't dare to move, for fear of waking her up.

   reached out and rubbed his already hot ears.

   glanced at his lower body, which had already reacted, and got up and walked to the toilet pretending to be calm.

   Isn't it just Brother Yimian! It's not that you haven't heard of it!

  It must be because of the early morning, he can't be so unpromising!

   The boy cursed while turning on the shower in the bathroom.

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   In a daze, the sound of water running in the bathroom stopped.

  Shiyu rubbed his eyes and sat up from the hospital bed holding the quilt.

  Luo Cimian came out of the bathroom with his upper body naked, his black hair was half wet, and the crystal water droplets fell from the roots of his hair along the curve of his body. He wiped it with a towel carelessly.

   Looking down, on the firm lower abdomen, the six-pack abs are looming, and the perfect body can be seen at a glance.

  I saw the girl staring at me blankly.

  Luo Cimian paused for a while, and felt a little amused again, walked over and hugged her gently: "Wake you up?"

   Shiyou quietly poked his six-pack abs.

   Shiyou raised her eyes and asked, "Why are you taking a shower?"

   "Cough, I'm sweating, I'm not feeling well."

   "Oh." Shiyou didn't get too deep.

   "Why are you so early? When did you wake up?" Shi You looked at the phone, it was still very early.

   "While you're drooling."

   Looking at the girl's cute face, Luo Cimian suddenly thought of teasing her.

   Shiyou couldn't believe it, and pointed to himself, "I???Sleep???drooling???"

   Isn't it really drooling!

   Did my fairy image just fall? !

   "I also left evidence." Luo Cimian shook the phone.

"deleted."

   "So cute, why delete it?" Luo Cimian asked calmly.

   "Lovely you big head!" Shiyou squeezed a small fist.

   "Quickly delete it for me!"

   "Don't delete it!" Luo Cimian was still stubborn.

   Shiyou turned over and grabbed his phone.

   And Luo Cimian, who was pressed under him, was not at all uncomfortable. The fragrance that belonged to the girl's body was stimulating his senses every moment.

   "Little grapefruit, get up."

  He restrained himself as much as possible, trying to make his voice sound as normal as usual.

   But Shiyou never allowed his black photos to be saved in his phone.

  Shiyou grabbed the phone, flipped through it, opened the album, found the drooling photo, clicked delete, and was relieved.

   She was lying on Luo Cimian's body, and only then did she realize that she was being dinged by something.

   I have lived for so long, I have never experienced it myself, and I have heard it with my own ears.

   Shiyou climbed down from him in a hurry, pretending to be an old driver.

   She touched the corner of her mouth subconsciously.

  No saliva.

   She tilted her head and asked, "Why is my saliva gone?" Did it take too long.

  Luo Cimian burst out laughing, but suddenly he restrained his smile, leaned over to her, and said, "Guess."

   Immediately, various restricted-level images came to mind, and Shiyou looked at Luo Cimian with a perverted look.

  Luo Cimian looked innocent, "Ah, little grapefruit, don't you think I ate your saliva."

   "I used... paper towels." Luo Cimian took out a few tissues on the table.

   "Luo Cimian!"

   Shiyou tried hard to control his emotions to prevent himself from getting sick again, but when he turned around, he saw Luo Cimian's face with a condescending smile, both ruffian and bad.

   This man was definitely on purpose.

   If something happens to her, this person is definitely the scourge.

   The blushing Shiyou covered his head and buried himself in the quilt.

I don't know how long it took, Shiyou was picked up again, her face like a tomato was half buried in the pillow, Luo Cimian's breath lingered behind her ears, she heard him laugh, and she wanted to get into the quilt. never come out again.

  Luo Cimian smiled and shook his head, how could there be such a cute girl!

   By the way, will too much sugar make you tired?

  

  

   (end of this chapter)