☆ 41. Chapter 41
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◎This time the separation is complete, I will no longer have any nostalgia for you! ◎ The approximate date of
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should be the night when I went to the old cat night stall. Tang Lu saw Yu Langyi in the photo sleeping on a big silver leather bed. This time the protagonist was him, not Zhai Xin, and the woman didn't show her face.
The time showed that it was past two o'clock in the middle of the night. There were two soft pillows on the head of the bed, one of which he was sleeping on, and the other was hanging beside it. The quilt was half rolled up, and there was a woman's lotus root pink silk suspender skirt and bra underwear on the head of the bed.
...This is a reminiscent picture.
And Yu Langyi was sleeping on the pillow on the left, under the dim light, the angle of the photo should be taken while sitting on the sofa at the end of the bed, because a woman showed her lightly painted toes.
Yu Langyi on the opposite side showed his strong shoulders and neck, sleeping deeply. The quilt was not tightly covered, his knees exposed in the middle were bare, and there was a big foot board at the end of the bed.
His black trousers and cotton socks were piled at the end of the bed, where he should have worn nothing. Tang Lu knew Yu Langyi's habits, he didn't like to wear pajamas after that.
There are a total of three photos, which are not conspicuous among his screenshots. If Tang Lu hadn't seen a few of March's beforehand, she would have missed these photos by mistake.
Turning the angle of the photo at the back, you can see his black and white irregular shirt scattered on the floor, as well as the bath towels and paper towels that have been wiped with water stains. Tang Lu bought the shirts for him, and each piece cost more than 1,000 yuan. Tang Lu himself rarely bought clothes worth more than 300 yuan in spring and summer. He bought the shirt and only wore it twice, and then he didn't know where it ended up. He thought he had let it go to the hotel dormitory, but it turned out to be in another woman's house.
In the end, how eager is it that you can't even take off your clothes, so you lie down in the bedroom peeling off layer by layer.
But when Yu Langyi was eating barbecue, he still said to himself calmly and openly: "Go help a friend fix the faucet, and I will definitely be back
after twelve o'clock ." How cherished is the pure love that springs from youth.
To say that Lao Mao was poisoned by mushrooms might just be an excuse for him to catch him.
Tang Lu has been talking with him for more than two years, and he can count the number of times he has not had time to take it off like this. Except when they were together at the beginning, she moved out to live in the night when he coaxed him back, and the deepest memory is that Yu Langyi hugged her as soon as he entered the door. Besides, he couldn't help but be impatient when he came back from the Chinese New Year or the long vacation. Basically, they have already agreed on sex. When it was time to do it that night, they would either take a bath together, or lie on the bed after washing each other, and then Yu Langyi put his long arms around her, pressed Fengze's lips against hers, and gradually buried her under her neck to kiss and rub . No matter how rough the process is, the beginning is basically calm as usual.
No wonder Lei Xiaoqiong only concentrates on making money and not falling in love. As she said, a man's mouth is a deceit.
Tang Lu felt so uncomfortable and shocked, she raised her head suddenly, and shouted at Yu Langyi: "Yu Langyi, this is what you said about being consistent with me physically and mentally, and not doing anything sorry to me, it's your so-called net worth Innocent? So innocent that you all fell asleep together?!"
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