After finally finishing, Ling Xiaoxiao was covered in sweat and her head was scattered. There were tears that had just been rising from the pain in her big eyes, and her eyes were slightly red. She looked at Jiang Zizhuo like a ravaged girl.

Jiang Zizhuo stretched himself with a faint expression, but he was thinking in his heart that if there were no one else in the venue, he would definitely tell her with practical actions what other way to "bully" people.

When Ling Xiaoxiao looked at it like this, the little flame in Jiang Zizhuo's heart ignited one by one. He raised his hand and rubbed her already scattered head, and sighed helplessly and depressedly.

"Let's go back first," Jiang Zizhuo took a towel and carefully helped Ling Xiaoxiao wipe the sweat from his forehead: "Run and go to find them again and again."

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Zizhuo's tight thin lips, and felt a little proud in her heart. She never thought that there was a saying that she would pay it back sooner or later.

She wrapped her arms around Jiang Zizhuo's waist and enjoyed the service of the handsome man happily: "Okay, but I lost just now. You said you would agree to my request."

Jiang Zizhuo pursed his lips: "But I didn't say your request, I will definitely agree."

"You don't keep your word!" Ling Xiaoxiao was angry.

Jiang Zizhuo lowered his head and pecked at the corner of her lips: "If your request is to let me kiss you, I will definitely not refuse."

The big pervert! Ling Xiaoxiao's big eyes were wide open, and the image of the male god in her heart was refreshed.

The two returned to the small yard, but neither of them came back. With Jiang Zizhuo and Zhou Shao's personalities, it would be great that they could come back with their sweethearts before dark.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo went back to their rooms to wash and change clothes. Although this courtyard was imitated by the rural courtyard, the style was unique to the northern countryside, but the indoor facilities were still arranged according to the standards of a four-star hotel. The furniture was complete and the configuration was in place. Each room had an independent bathroom.

Ling Xiaoxiao had just sweated, and even had an unpleasant smell in her head. Seeing that she had a brand of washing water that she often used in the room, she washed her head by the way.

In the summer of this year, the temperature rose a little slowly, and it was May that the highest temperature during the day did not rise to 25 degrees. Ling Xiaoxiao was afraid that she would go out later, so she rummaged through the cabinet to look for a hair dryer.

I just opened all the cabinet doors and looked at them, but the hair dryer was still missing. There was nothing I could do. I could only use a towel to twist my head repeatedly.

As soon as my head was wiped half dry, I heard a knock on the door.

"Why are you so fast?" When you opened the door, you saw Jiang Zizhuo dressed in neatly. Ling Xiaoxiao muttered in dissatisfaction.???

"Why didn't you blow your head?" Jiang Zizhuo frowned at her still-weaked head.

"There is no hair dryer here, so I just wipe it." Ling Xiaoxiao said distractedly, and raised her hand to fold the clothes she had just changed and stuffed them back into her backpack. While folding the clothes, she was glad that fortunately she just put away her close-fitting clothes...

"We have it there, wait a moment. I'll get it." Jiang Zizhuo said, then turned around and left the room. After a while, he walked in again with a hair dryer in his hand.

Ling Xiaoxiao raised her hand to pick it up, but Jiang Zizhuo avoided it: "Sit down and I'll blow it for you."

Enjoy the service code of the handsome man? Ling Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and held back her smile. She sat on the soft stool next to her. Jiang Zizhuo found a comb, turned on the power and blew it carefully for her to blow, with her movements gentle and careful.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Zizhuo's serious eyebrows in the mirror, and the sweetness in her heart rolled out bit by bit. It was like the hot water boiling on the stove, splashing everywhere.

The head was blown dry little by little, and Jiang Zizhuo took the comb and carefully combed it: "Okay, remember to dry it after washing your hair in the future. Otherwise, it will be easy to have a headache."

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the mirror and smiled sweetly: "Okay, if I forget, you can blow my head for me again, okay?"

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't notice the invitation in her words. Jiang Zizhuo's eyes flashed slightly, looking at Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty smile in the mirror. The little flame that had been extinguished in her heart gradually ignited again, burning more and more.

Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that Jiang Zizhuo's eyes were tempting, which made her dissatisfied and could only see him in the mirror. She couldn't help but turn around, raise her head, and look at Jiang Zizhuo's profound and bright eyes.

Then, the eyes she felt were getting closer and closer to her, and the brightness seemed a bit burning. When Ling Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, there was only such a thought in her mind.

How many postures can a kiss be taken? No one has ever counted it. One person sat on a soft stool and the other bent over. The early summer sun shone on them diagonally through the window lattice, with a warm feeling.

Ling Xiaoxiao subconsciously raised her hands and wrapped them around Jiang Zizhuo's neck, as if she could narrow the distance between them by doing this. I don't know how long it took, but a moan in the room sounded unconsciously.

This sound was like a signal, waking someone up, as if this posture was a bit far away. Jiang Zizhuo brows moved, stretched his long arms, and hugged Ling Xiaoxiao in his chest. With a little force, the two of them exchanged positions. Jiang Zizhuo sat on the soft stool in a short body, and the broken person was placed on his long legs again.

The delicious dessert was completely held in his arms. Someone who turned into a wolf was not polite. He put a little force on his armpits, and Ling Xiaoxiao's slightly pursed teeth unconsciously released.

It didn't take long for the sweet time. Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that the air in her chest was sucked away. She was eager to breathe like a fish thrown on the shore. But the fresh breath between her lips and teeth made her indulge. She couldn't bear to move it away, so she could only draw oxygen from the other party.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, with their lips and teeth on each other until dusk, and the sound of the door pushing out of the courtyard sounded.

Brother Zhen's loud voice woke up the intoxicated two people. Ling Xiaoxiao jumped up from Jiang Zizhuo with a trembling voice, and was in a panic in the middle of the ground.

The vortex in his eyes gradually faded away. Jiang Zizhuo stood up and grabbed Ling Xiaoxiao's arm, comfortingly patting her back.

In the big watery eyes, the blooming peach blossoms had not yet dissipated, the peach pink cheeks and swollen lips were all talking about the good things the two of them had done in the room just now. Ling Xiaoxiao covered her mouth with her hands and turned around and rushed into the bathroom, and the door was locked.

Jiang Zizhuo pulled the hem of his clothes, pursed the corners of his lips in satisfaction, turned around and picked up the hair dryer and comb, and walked slowly out of the room.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing? Come out soon after you have nothing to do. I'm so hot. Let me take a shower." As soon as Brother Zhen entered the door, he ran over and patted the bathroom door vigorously.

Ling Xiaoxiao sat in the toilet, looking at the herself in the mirror with peach blossoms and springy faces, rubbed her head helplessly. She was a human being in her two lives, and in some aspects, she still had no experience in dealing with it.
Chapter completed!