Chapter 72.2 (2/2)

Liang Xiaoyu, who is asleep, exudes a kind of gentle temperament, which makes Xin Zezhao flash the words ”time is quiet” in his mind for a moment. He can't bear to destroy the rare beauty at the moment.

Xin Zezhao reaches out his hands and gently caresses Liang Xiaoyu Qingxiu's face. Her delicate skin and Liang Xiaoyu, who is gentle and has no resistance because she is asleep, make Xin Zezhao satisfied.

The faint fragrance on Liang Xiaoyu's body seems to float through Xin Zezhao's nose. Xin Zezhao takes back his hand on Liang Xiaoyu's face, puts it down, and pinches the meat on Liang Xiaoyu's arm.

The soft hand is very good, so Xin Zezhao can't help thinking that if you hold her to sleep, it should be very comfortable, right? Last time, I only focused on tossing her, enjoying the precious tight feeling.

In this way, Xin Zezhao conveniently put away the A4 paper scattered around Liang Xiaoyu and casually threw it on the bedside table.

After all, it's up to you to sleep. How can you let the waste paper hurt you.

After cleaning up the A4 paper on the bed, Xin Zezhao pulls down the paper that Liang Xiaoyu is holding tightly in his hand, and then goes to bed slowly.

Liang Xiaoyu, who was sleeping on his side, put his big hand with clear bones between his waist and abdomen. He grabbed Liang Xiaoyu. His strong chest was close to Liang Xiaoyu's back, and his slender fingers were connected with Liang Xiaoyu's hands.

The chin with the fine blue moustache is against Liang Xiaoyu's head, and the beautiful black hair covers his clavicle, which is slightly itchy. The posture behind

's embrace makes Xin's breathing all cool and fragrant, and contrasts with the pungent perfume and the smell of love that he smelled in the dinner today. Xin Zezhao does not reject this smell, but he still likes it.

After posing, Xin pulls the quilt over and covers them.

It seems to be infected by Liang Xiaoyu's deep sleep. Xin Zezhao, who has just gone to bed, feels sleepy and sleeps with him.

A good night's sleep.

Under the action of the biological clock, Xin Zezhao wakes up in the next morning. He is used to getting up early and sees Liang Xiaoyu in his sleep as soon as he opens his eyes.

Maybe it's because I turned over unconsciously in my sleep. Liang Xiaoyu, who was originally facing himself, now buries his face on his chest and puts his hands on his waist naturally.

Liang Xiaoyu this little woman appearance let Xin Zezhao early in the morning in a happy mood hook the corner of the lip, and then gently opened to embrace his cool Xiaoyu.Looking down at Xiao Yu's sleeping face, I found that her beautiful eyebrows, which were slightly frowned because of her uneasiness last night, are now stretched out, sleeping peacefully and steadily like a little baby.

Xin Zezhao, in a good mood, subconsciously kisses Liang Xiaoyu's bright and full forehead. He touches her delicate skin, which makes her dry and thin lips feel soft because she hasn't drunk water all night.