Dressed As the Male Protagonist's Stepsister

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At the beginning of the movie, Yu Qian instantly entered the state and stared at the big screen with all her attention.

Jiang Zheng looked at Yu Qian who was close at hand, and his heart was itchy. Why didn't this silly girl choose to sit on the sofa?

In this way, they can get very close, not like now, Jiang Zheng felt a little resentful in his heart.

At this time, Yu Qian's brain has been flooded with movies, and the space of the home theater is small, but relatively, the visual and auditory effects are superb.

And there is no cries of children, no whispers of lovers, no ringtones of people's mobile phones, and no heads from time to time in the front row! It's better than any time she's ever experienced going to a movie theater!

Compared to Yu Qian's concentration, Jiang Zheng seemed a little lacking in interest. At first, he was worried that Yu Qian would discuss with him, and reluctantly watched it for a few minutes, but later found that Yu Qian liked to watch it by himself, so he simply connected the screen to the screen. Too lazy to stare.

According to him, watching this anime is better than watching Ultraman.

Jiang Zheng leaned back in the chair, tilted his head and looked at Yu Qian, the surroundings were dark, only the light from the screen reflected on Yu Qian's face.

From his angle, he could clearly see the messy hair on Yu Qian's head, her eyes flickering brightly, as if a star was flashing. Yu Qian's nose is not very straight, but it looks very small and delicate. Down...is the lips.

Yu Qian laughed out loud from time to time, and the two lips also opened slightly, sometimes closed, Jiang Zheng's throat moved, and his eyes were fixed on her lips, and he really wanted to explore it for himself.

Jiang Zheng tilted his head and tilted his body in Yu Qian's direction, leaning over little by little.

He smelled the bubblegum again, and the sound of his heart beat over the sound of the movie in the room. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists on his legs.

near, near.

It was just a little bit before he could lean on Yu Qian's shoulder. Wouldn't someone suddenly come out and make trouble? His door is unlocked! Don't let anyone come in!

Fortunately, no one came in to make trouble until he put his head on Yu Qian's shoulder.

Jiang Zheng felt the body under his head suddenly froze, and he hooked the corners of his mouth wanton, but the sweat on his palms revealed his mood as if mocking.

Jiang Zheng stretched out a hand, rested his elbow on the armrest between the two to maintain balance, and rested his head on Yu Qian's shoulder gently. He turned his head gently, and a strand of Yu Qian's hair fell on him. His face became itchy in an instant.

Since Jiang Zheng leaned on her shoulders, Yu Qian froze instantly, all kinds of thoughts flashed in her mind. In the end there was only one thought left.

- Don't women usually put their heads on the shoulders of men? If Jiang Zheng did this, wouldn't she be able to kiss him by tilting her head?

What to do, do you want to push him away now? Or let him rely on it?

Although she didn't really dislike Jiang Zheng's action, it bothered her too much to watch the movie.

Yu Qian was so entangled that even the movie couldn't attract her.

In the whole room, only the movie was still walking with the progress bar. The two of them seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and neither dared to speak first to break the silence.