The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   "I'm wearing a coat." Jiang Li'an listened to his words and said aggrievedly, "Who knew you would…"

   "You still blame me?"

   "It's your fault."

"Okay." Shen Qingzhuo took her off the shelf, walked to the sofa, let her sit on his lap, and hooked the thin white sling on her shoulder with his fingertips, which could fall off at any time, "This is I'm carrying the pot."

  Jiang Li'an knelt on top of him, and the white skirt was pulled up again with the movement, covering half of his fair thighs, rubbing his black trousers without obstruction.

   This posture is too... Especially since she only wore suspenders all over her body, she moved uncomfortably.

   For some reason, his movements were stiff for a moment, and he didn't dare to move at all.

   "You keep moving like this," Shen Qingzhuo was very calm, the corners of his lips twitched, and paused for a moment, "I'm not going out tonight."

   "It was you who came first..." Jiang Li'an gritted his teeth with delicate eyebrows.

   His hand slid down from her shoulders and fell on her legs along the contours of her body, with great control: "In this case, I'm not a man if I don't."

   He squinted and pinched her neck with the other hand, asking her to lower her head to meet him, his voice chaotic and bewitching.

  Everything is messed up.

Shen Qingzhuo's strength increased, and he bit her on the shoulder. In Jiang Li'an's exclamation, his fingers twisted her thin sling, those stern and dark eyes stared at her, and asked her on the edge of losing control: "Continue. ?"

With this nod   , the game was over.

   Jiang Li'an clenched the placket of his clothes, loosened it again, buried his face in his arms, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Next time..."

  Shen Qingzhuo took a deep breath, rubbed her fingertips against her lips, did she let her go, pushed her away, and went to the bathroom alone.

  Jiang Li'an sat on the sofa, hugged himself, and covered his face for a long time.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

   What did you do? ! !

  's heartbeat was beating wildly, Jiang Li'an only hated that Shen Qingzhuo was too gullible, and when he saw that pair of eyes, he couldn't say anything to refuse, and finally let him be presumptuous again and again, and he took every inch to fully possess it.

  Jiang Li'an got up from the sofa and almost knelt on the ground.

   You don't have to think about classmate Xiaojiang, you know that she will be embarrassed for a long time in the future qaq

   When Shen Qingzhuo came out of the bathroom, she had already changed into her perfect clothes, wrapping herself like a silkworm baby.

   He glanced at him, stunned, then raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing: "Jiang Li'an—"

   "Why?" Jiang Li'an sat upright with a sullen face.

   "Is it hot? Take it off for me now!"

   "I'm not hot, I feel so good."

   "So you're wearing a woolen coat now?"

Shen Qingzhuo wiped his hands with a towel, his slender phalanx dripped with crystal water droplets, his face was cold and charming, there was an unspeakable desire in the dimness, and he calmly told her: "Even if you wear a down jacket, I can do whatever you want. You pick it up."

next time?

   Next time he won't let her go.

   I don't even have any safety equipment this time. Forget it, it's easy to scare her if the progress is too fast.

   In the end, Jiang Li'an went back and changed into a knitted sweater.

  Jiang Li'an didn't know what he did during the time he was in the bathroom.

   Looking at Shen Qingzhuo sitting beside her at this moment, he subconsciously tightened his body, his fingers grabbed the sleeves nervously, and he had nothing to say: "Is there water coming from the bathroom?"

"Um."

   "I haven't come before." Jiang Li'an said dryly, "It seems to have stopped for almost two hours."

  Shen Qingzhuo looked at her sideways, but said nothing.

   "What do you think I'm doing?" Jiang Li'an's voice gradually became smaller.

   He leaned over and kissed her lips, not too much, simply comforting.

   Jiang Li'an smelled the familiar scent of shower gel on his body, and his heart gradually calmed down.

next door.

  The boys who were abandoned fell silent, and the atmosphere was subtle.

   It took a long time for someone to break the silence.

   "That's... Brother Zhuo's object?"

"Seems to be."

   "I just wanted WeChat, am I dead!"

   "It turns out that Brother Zhuo's bad mood tonight has something to do with his girlfriend!"

   "What have they been doing for so long..."

   Countless pairs of big eyes stared at small eyes, and they began to buy and leave, betting whether the two would come back.

   At this moment, the door opened from the outside, and two figures walked in, holding hands.

   "Jiang Li'an." Shen Qingzhuo introduced, "My girlfriend."

   "Hello sister-in-law!"

   "Hello sister-in-law!"

   The voices are loud and clear.

   "Hello." Jiang Li'an smiled, looking at the boy who opened the door at the beginning, "Is this your home?"

   "No, this is Brother Zhuo's house—" The boy scratched his head, "Don't you know, sister-in-law? Brother Zhuo bought it half a year ago!"

  “…”

   "I'm so sorry." Shen Qingzhuo thought of something, and said to Jiang Li'an calmly, "I'm the neighbor you said."

  “…”

   "Is that right, little classmate Niagai?"

  “…”

   Jiang Li'an felt that his life was over.

   Nineteen-year-old male high school student = Mr. Shen = Next door neighbor = Shen Qingzhuo!

  It turns out that there are no two people who are so similar in this world.

   All the feelings just come from Shen Qingzhuo.

  Jiang Li'an began to review the fact that he was young and ignorant, and said something to Mr. Shen, and then felt that it would be better for him to jump off the twenty-seventh floor!

   "Don't think too much." Shen Qingzhuo was very gentle.

   Before Jiang Li'an could be moved, he heard him say: "What you said to me, we can slowly practice it."

   Jiang Li'an bit his sleeve: "When did you know?"

   "It's early."

   "Then you lied to me with a trumpet!"

   "So you don't have time to lie to me tonight—" Shen Qingzhuo chuckled, "It's even."

  The water is coming, but there is no call yet. The property group said that it will be tomorrow morning.

  Shen Qingzhuo decisively abandoned the friends in this room and let them play by themselves, except for the bedroom and the musical instrument room, you can enter anywhere, and clean up the house before leaving.

   Injustice friends: strong smile.jpg

   Jiang Li'an's home.

  Shen Qingzhuo rummaged through his drawer and found a few candles, placed them on the coffee table in the living room, and bent over to light them with a lighter.

   A cluster of flames rose and burned in the darkness, illuminating half of his profile.

  Jiang Li'an lowered his eyes, looking at the young man kneeling on one knee, his eyelashes were extraordinarily long and the bridge of his nose was very straight.

   The corner of his mouth couldn't help but tick.

   "Watch a cartoon, girlfriend." Shen Qingzhuo took out the tablet and said lazily, "Can Peppa Pig do?"

   "Yes." Jiang Li'an nodded obediently, sat on the sofa, and wrapped his arms around his knees.

   Shen Qingzhuo got the stand and sat beside her.

  The night outside the window was silent, the moonlight came in through every house that didn't draw the curtains, the living room was dim, Peppa Pig's voice echoed for a long time, and two people sat on the sofa.

  Jiang Li'an likes such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

   It can be ambiguous and hot collision, but also can sleep in plain embrace.

   She fell on top of the boy, at first resting her head on her shoulders, and later she found a suitable position to sit on his lap.

   Shen Qingzhuo also let her go, drooping his eyes and playing with her hand.

   "Shen Qingzhuo..."

"Um?"