Cong Shan was stunned for a moment, and when he approached, he seemed to be able to feel the water vapor on Tang Shi's body.

The man looked at him through a burst of heat, and suddenly his throat tightened.

He took out the textbook in his hand and gave it to Tang Shi, "Tang Wei said he wanted you to sign."

"Oh." Tang Shi took the book without any awareness while wiping her hair, "Put it here, I'll sign it later."

Cong Shan felt that he could not stay in this place for too long, and the whole room was filled with... the smell of frankincense on her body.

The man's eyes deepened, and Tang Shi shouted, "Have you two finished your homework?"

This sound is quite like the head teacher.

Cong Shan couldn't help laughing, "I'm asking me to help with making handmade puzzles, and it will be solved soon."

Yes, this kind of thing can't help but play engineers.

Tang Shi said thank you. Cong Shan left the bathroom without replying. The sound of a hairdryer came from inside. Cong Shantou once ran back to his room and closed the door.

He sensed his breathing accelerated, especially the moment he walked into the bathroom and saw Tang Shi.

My heartbeat accelerated, and my whole body felt as if it was bloody.

This is not a good sign.

Cong Shan turned over on the bed, then pressed her hand under her head, and looked up at the ceiling blankly.

He was thinking, through the wall beside him, Tang Shi and Tang Wei slept next to him. What did they look like when they were together?

Does Tang Shi also want to face Tang Wei as well?

Cong Shan understood that Tang Shi would occasionally look at him with a gaze full of dependence, but the look that looked through him was another man.

Another, a man with a similar face to him.

Cong Shan closed her eyes, but her mind was always full of Tang Shi's eyes.

Why, she always looked at him with this kind of gaze, but he was not someone's substitute at all!

Many times, Cong Shan would feel irritated. Tang Shi trusted him because he had a face similar to her dead brother.

What a ridiculous fact. Every time Cong Shan felt that Tang Shi's eyes were deep, she would suddenly wake up.

He seemed to have a dream. After waking up, Tang Shi ran against him and left.

After all, he is not her brother, and she is just a passerby in her life, and she will only end up leaving in the end.

Cong Shan understood that the ending would come soon, but for some reason, he didn't want it to happen.

If one day, Tang Shi looked at him with such strange and indifferent eyes, what would he do at that time?

Cong Shan felt his heart becoming more and more depressed, so he simply covered himself with a quilt and kept him in a state of depression.

*******

When he woke up the next day, Cong Shan woke up directly at 6 o'clock in the morning.

His biological clock has never been so on time. He had to sleep until the afternoon before, but now he wakes up at six in the morning.

He stared at the ceiling for a long time, and suddenly he seemed to realize something, and gasped for a breath.

Close your eyes and recall his ridiculous dream. The heroine turned out to be... Tang Shi.

Depend on!

The man, who had always been cold and ruthless, showed panic like a child on his face. He covered his face with a quilt, but could not control his brain. The white thighs and chests were like movie replays... replayed in his brain.

He did, spring, dreamed.

The heroine of the dream is still Tang Shi.

Cong Shan pounded the bed sheet under her, but the punch was as soft as if it hit the cotton.

He turned over and said that it was still early before work, and he felt that he couldn't sleep for the first time.

It must have been because I saw Tang Shi in the bathroom before going to bed last night, but now it has become a nightmare that has been pestering him. Cong Shan took several deep breaths before suppressing his emotions.

Too... terrible.

In his twenty-seven years of understanding, Cong Shan actually called the influence of a woman by being terrible.
Chapter completed!