Thunder rolled outside the window, heavy rain was like a pour, and the world was dark, and occasionally a light flashed, briefly illuminating the scene like the end of the world. After the light, the whole world returned to darkness, leaving only dark wind and rain.

After taking a shower, Wang Bo had already climbed onto Liang Ya's wooden bed with pink sheets, put on a pillow, leaned against the head of the bed, looking through Liang Ya's photo album while waiting for his girlfriend who was still bathing in the bathroom.

Like Zhong Jiahui when she was a child, Liang Ya showed the foundation of a beauty, delicate and beautiful like a doll. Many photos are family photos, and Liang Ya was held in her arms by her mother Cheng Wenjin. Cheng Wenjin wore the common "Dequoliang" women's shirt that was common in that era, with long hair, sometimes two big braids like twists, and sometimes long hair was draped over her shoulders. Although she was dressed ordinary, she could even be said to be very rustic with her current eyes, and her face was bare-faced. At most, she only applied some "Pechoin" snow cream. However, even so, it was hard to hide the other party's amazing beauty!

A true pure natural beauty!

As for the big and small, the handsome man with beautiful glasses next to the two women was automatically ignored by Wang Bo's eyes.

Wang Bo looked back and forth through dozens of photos in the album twice, closed his eyes, and deeply imprinted the beautiful faces of two beauties, Liang Ya and Cheng Wenjin, when they were young and young, in his mind. Before he opened his eyes, he heard a strange sound from the bathroom door outside. In a moment, a tall girl in floral pajamas walked into the room, wiped her wet hair with a dry towel, and said to Wang Bo with a smile: "Stinky guy, who told you to sleep in my bed?"

"Haha, I don't sleep here, where do I sleep?" Wang Bo smiled and looked at the girl who had just taken a shower. She was tender and fresh, like an orchid in an empty valley after the rain.

Liang Ya pursed her lips, held back her smile, and whispered to the sofa in the living room outside the door, "Where is it! I'll give you a blanket at that time."

"Oh!" Wang Bo's face suddenly changed, and he looked like he had been cut by someone. "My waist—ohoh—my waist suddenly flashed—Oh, I can't get out of bed. If you don't leave the guest, you will be sick. Xiaoya, this bed is not small. Just let me be with you for one night, right?" Wang Bo, who was slumped on the bed and looked "painful", begged.

"Geegi" the girl giggled, her flower branches trembled, and glared at Wang Bo who was "paralyzing" on the bed, "Look at you so stupid! Don't pretend, you don't look like you at all."

The "treacherous plan" was discovered, so Wang Bo stopped pretending, sat up again, leaned against the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "After all, it's not a good thing to be an actor! Come to Xiaoya, I'll help you wipe your hair." Wang Bo patted the bed sheet next to him with his hand, and moved his body inward, leaving a place for the girl.

Liang Ya turned around and closed the bedroom door gently, locked it again, and came to the bedside. As soon as she sat down, Wang Bo took it on her body. Wang Bo snatched the towel from Liang Ya's hand and gently wiped the girl.

Watching the girl who had been bathed up close, her eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks, ears and the slender neck below, she looked whiter and tenderer under the incandescent lamp above her head, reminding Wang Bo of the egg white that had just been peeled from the pot, but there was a hint of redness that had been scalded by hot water than the egg white.

"Bo——" Wang Bo couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the girl in the face.

"Hate, sneak attack me!" Liang Ya, who was lying on Wang Bo's body on her back, touched her face that was attacked by Wang Bo, and said angrily.

"Do you like it?" Wang Bo threw the towel in his hand at the corner of the bed, and his hands were like holding an exquisite vase, holding the girl's tender and smooth face, and said softly.

Liang Ya didn't say anything, bit her red lips slightly, her eyes widened, and she stared at Wang Bo's face that was close to her, as if she was saying:

What do you think?

So Wang Bo lowered his head and gently held it in front of the red and white lips that bloomed like flowers.

Although it is not the first time she has kissed her boyfriend, every time it makes Liang Ya feel intoxicated. The collision of lips and teeth, the entanglement of tongues, the exchange of liquids on each other's faces, sometimes heavy, sometimes gentle breath, all give her a kind of peace and tremor in her heart, feeling a communication between hearts, silent, but ironing, and letting her grasp something fundamental.

After kissing for a long time, it was not just a communication between lips and tongue. Wang Bo also kissed the girl's forehead, the girl's eyebrows, the girl's straight nose, fair face, beautiful ears and slender neck. However, his hands became rare and did not want to break the warm atmosphere quickly. He could feel that the girl who was embraced by him enjoyed this kind of communication that was not too deep and casual.

Liang Ya moved her body to find a more comfortable position. She pulled one of Wang Bo's arms into her arms, hugged her like a doll after she was a child, and said softly: "Xiao Bo, sometimes, my feeling is really unreal, as if I was dreaming, and it is the sweetest and happiest dream."

"Unreal? What's not true, specific?" Wang Bo grabbed Liang Ya's little hand in his hand. Because the girl leaned her back against his chest and sat on the bed in a position shorter than him, he quickly discovered a different scenery, and his eyes passed through the girl's round and soft shoulders, sliding across the girl's exquisite collarbone, and leaned in from the girl's neckline. Perhaps because he had just taken a shower and his father was not there, the girl did not wear her own breast/cover. Wang Bo's eyes easily saw two small semicircles hidden in his pajamas and a not-too-deep gully formed by the semicircle.

Sometimes, taking advantage of the girl's movement of her body, the semicircle will suddenly expand, forming a snow-white mountain, like a bamboo shoot. At the top of the mountain, there is a small and shallow halo, the size of a coin, at most, and the center of the halo is a bright red color, like a cherry-like bulge.

However, the bulge at this time seemed to be inactive, and looked listless, crawling softly in the light halo.

The chun// color that flashed from time to time in the girl's neckline immediately made Wang Bo a little distracted and restless. Xiao Wang Bo also began to feel uneasy, as if he was "opening his eyes" and "looking up at the sky".

"It's just that I feel very unreal when I'm with you sometimes, like dreaming! A year ago, if someone told me that I would fall in love with a boy in the school, or even, even..." At this point, Liang Ya glanced at Wang Bo quickly, and saw Wang Bo's face calm and didn't care much before continuing, "Even lying on the same bed with him, I would definitely think that was a fantasy, or the person who was talking was crazy."

"I am the same, Xiaoya. Sometimes when I think of myself as I can make the most beautiful, the most square and kindest girl in the fourth grade, I will doubt whether it is true - what kind of virtue can I, Wang Bo, be favored by the goddess of the fourth grade,? Hehe, Xiaoya, pinch me and let me see if I am dreaming now?" Wang Bo laughed, but when he said, his head slightly raised so that his eyes could harvest a larger area of ​​whiteness from his girlfriend's neckline.

"Nonsense! How could you say that it is as exaggerated as you said?" Liang Ya glared at Wang Bo, and as he wished, he gently pinched his waist, but his heart was extremely sweet, "Besides, he is not a goddess! Sun Li in your class is!"

Seeing the girl in her arms mentioning Sun Li in class, Wang Bo couldn't help but think of the scene on Sun Li's birthday - that straight and upright but slim but elastic waist, fresh lips with a mint smell, "Damn it! What are you thinking?" Wang Bo cursed inwardly, and said with guilty and trembling eyes:

"I have a sentence to say that Sun Li is still quite obedient, and she is so ugly that she can hide her ugly things. But her overall appearance is still a little worse than you. Moreover, she is not my dish."

This statement can be said to be correct in the previous life, but now it is completely a quarrel.

"You are talking nonsense again! What's the 'one white covers a hundred ugly'? Sun Li is the best in addition to white skin, facial features and figure, right? Hehe, fortunately Sun Li didn't hear you, otherwise she would be angry to death by you!" Liang Ya glared at Wang Bo again and giggled.

"Okay, okay! Sun Li is also very beautiful. However, in my heart, my Xiaoya will always rank first."

"What's 'It's pretty too'? They're pretty!" Liang Ya's face emitted a dazzling light, and she looked very happy. She suddenly thought of something, her face quickly changed, she looked at Wang Bo with a smile and said, "Stinky guy, how sweet my mouth will become tonight? Honestly, is there any conspiracy?"

"Haha, my mouth has always been sweet and never bitter. Moreover, I never play tricks, I just want to marry a matchmaker. Girl, you will be the uncle tonight!" After saying that, Wang Bo suddenly tried hard, turned over and pressed Liang Ya under his body, held the girl's head with one hand, lowered his head and took the girl's crystal round earlobe. The other hand was like a monkey jumping up and down, and he couldn't wait and be familiar with the passage of the man. After looking at him for a long time, he secretly drooled and held the plumpness in his hand.

"Yeah—" A snorted hum from Liang Ya shouted out, "Curves, the curtains have not been pulled yet..."

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Chapter completed!