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Jiang Beiyu had a strange dream, or rather it was not just one dream, but many dreams.
He dreamed that he had white hair and was wearing a white robe.
?That¡¯s not the point.
The point is, he is in bed, a very strange bed, with his head leaning on his chest, rubbing against him constantly, and a pair of mischievous hands reaching into his lap.
He seemed to be blocking it, and he seemed to be trying to welcome it, but in the end the owner of the head still took advantage of him.
Instead, he hugged the person tighter.
It¡¯s another scene, that background, how should he describe it?
It looks a bit familiar, like a school dormitory.
It¡¯s still a bed, but this bed is a little more crowded.
He and a girl slept in each other's arms on a crowded bed.
He looked down, trying to see the face clearly, and then he saw it clearly.
At that moment, he was a little speechless, but he felt that it was natural.
It¡¯s Sunan Gardenia.
The scene changed again, and this time the place looked even more familiar.
It¡¯s his house, the room next door, the one where Su Nanzhi sleeps.
It was almost the same scene, they hugged each other tightly, of course, the short-haired girl even took advantage of the lights being turned off to kiss him unexpectedly, on the face.
Jiang Beiyu: ""
It¡¯s like being caught off guard and stuffed with a piece of toffee.
There are many similar scenes.
These scenes were as familiar as if he had experienced them personally. He had never seen that white hair and that robe, but that face was exactly the same as his.
He clearly knew that he was trapped in an extremely beautiful nightmare, and he was willing to be there and feel the same.
At that moment, Jiang Beiyu suddenly remembered something. A few months ago, he frequently dreamed of a sexy ghost that disturbed his dreams at night, but he couldn't see the other person's face clearly every time.
This troubled him for a long time, and the little bodyguard he hired swore that he had no trace of being targeted by ghosts.
Jiang Beiyu even wanted to see a psychiatrist at that time.
But now, the face of the little bodyguard seems to have filled in automatically.
No wonder he swore that no ghost was haunting him. It turned out that he was restraining himself.
Jiang Beiyu: ""
That can only mean that he had dirty thoughts a long time ago.
Jiang Beiyu seemed to have been drowning in a deep pool for a long time before finally waking up in a daze. The first thing he felt was that his chest was a little heavy.
He subconsciously moved his hands, which were all slippery.
Jiang Beiyu: "?"
He slowly lowered his head, and then he saw a fluffy head shaking slightly with the rise and fall of his chest. His hand moved up and down, and he felt the feeling of contact with the skin. When I jumped on a wider band, I subconsciously rubbed it with my fingertips, and there seemed to be a buckle in the middle.
Jiang Beiyu didn't think much, and his movements were much faster than his brain. He unbuttoned the buttons and pulled the elastic straps to both sides. He instantly felt a large piece of smooth skin.
It was the smooth feel of this large area that made Jiang Beiyu hesitate, and he finally reacted belatedly.
The moment he reacted, his scalp exploded.
A pair of hands stopped there, neither up nor down.
Jiang Beiyu: Don¡¯t dare to move.
No one can tell him why there is a little girl on him at this time.
No one can tell him what the soft feeling on his body is.
He truly became a stranded fish. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com