The room was filled with sweetness, chocolate, and the milky fragrance of Gu Bao. The shower gel is milk-flavored, and Pei Ting has his own soap, so only Gu Bao has a milk-flavored taste. He couldn't smell it himself, but Pei Ting felt like he was sitting in a dessert house.
This treasure in front of you is the sweetest and most memorable.
Gu Bao, who was intrigued, shook his head, not satisfied with Pei Ting's method. Pei Ting obviously didn't serve anyone before. He blew his hair either too far or too close. He burned his ears for a while, and then felt that his head was about to be pushed off his neck.
But Gu Bao didn't dare to dislike it, so he could only constantly put forward suggestions for correction. After all, Pei Ting was still annoyed, he put the hair dryer in his hand and let him do it by himself.
Gu Bao dried his hair a few times. Boys with short hair didn't need to blow it at all. He suspected that it was Pei Ting who was courting him and coaxed him to blow his hair. Smacking the taste of chocolate in his mouth, Gu Bao decided to forgive Pei Ting, he was really easy to soften.
The bed under his butt was soft and cotton, and the temperature in the room was just right. Gu Bao yawned and was sleepy.
Pei Ting lay on the right side of the bed, vacating a place for one person, dimmed the lights in the room with the remote control, and said to him, "You can go to Jitu's room.
" Pei Ting reconciled, go to Ji Tu's room, Ji Tu's place is cold to death.
Gu Bao naturally opened the quilt and lay down, and said Pei Ting's duplicity: "I'm going to Tutu's room, then you give up such a large space, who will lie down."
Pei Ting replied indifferently using his mobile phone: "I'm used to sleeping on the right side."
Gu Bao rolled over and leaned his face on his elbow: "Isn't it usually the middle one?" He insisted on taking Pei Ting's face and asking people to admit that he wanted to keep him.
"Because there is a socket on the right side, it can be charged." Pei Ting raised his hand and shook the cable connected to his mobile phone. Now, turn off the lights!"
This time, Pei Ting didn't turn against him and turned off the lights. Pei Ting lay in the quilt, the surroundings were too quiet, and it didn't take long for Gu Bao to fall asleep.
He had a dream, dreaming that he was on a boat, the sea water up and down against the boat, and the next second, the sea below became a flame, curling, and almost drying his hair.
It's too hot, shaking, turbulent, someone's sweat dripping on his face, scorching breath, indistinguishable gasp from men and women, low, heavy, sexy and eager.
His buttocks were aching hotly, and the pain penetrated all the way to his lower abdomen, like fire under a boat, accompanied by blood, all the way to the whole body.
It's so hot... It's so hot, Gu Bao suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.
He found that the four corners of the quilt were tightly tucked, the air conditioner in the room stopped at some point, the curtains were only opened a crack, and the dazzling sunlight fell in the corner of the room.
Gu Bao kicked the quilt away, his lower abdomen was sore and soft, damp and stuffy. The pain in the dream didn't seem to recede with his wakefulness, but it rose so much that it stretched out like a cloth.
He looked to the side, there was no one around. Subconsciously, Gu Bao touched his neck, feeling as if the trembling in a dream still remained on it.
