Chapter 721: Perseverance at the 737 Press Conference 3 (2/2)

With warmth and love lingering in her heart, her small hand took the initiative to climb up to his big hand, her fingers interlocking, and she didn't want to separate long ago.

The next day, early in the morning.

Tong Lu wakes up from her sweetness and finds that the man beside her is sleeping soundly.

He didn't put on clothes in the early morning as before, but lay on her side unsuspectingly and soundly, thinking of him saying that on the side of the couch in this life, she was only allowed to sleep alone, Tong Lu's mouth, He laughed uncontrollably.

Secretly took out the phone to turn on the selfie mode, leaned in his arms, and took a selfie of two people sharing a bed.

Not enough, I took several shots in a row, I wanted to choose the best one, and then retouched it with Meitu Xiuxiu.

It turns out that Meitu Xiuxiu is completely useless, their skin is really good, especially her, the white is red.

Really beautiful...

Narcissism is too bad.

Until he woke up, she was still taking pictures narcissistically, and Leng Ye would roll over and press her under him: ”What time is it?”

”At seven, get up quickly and be careful of being late for work.”

I don't want to think about it. There is a saying that the spring nights are short and the days are high. Since then, the king will not come early, and he feels deeply at this moment.

I can't bear the woman being too cruel. I can't sleep even if I want to sleep in bed. After Tong Lu freshened up, she yelled at the bedside refreshedly: ”Are you unable to get up again? Why are you so lazy? My brother is six every day. Get up and exercise early at 1 o'clock. I have never seen you exercise early.”

Leng Ye squinted her eyes and stared at her dangerously. Who can't get up? Want to die or want to live?

(End of this chapter)