It was said that they would go to bed at ten o'clock. As a result, the two talked until ten thirty. Qin Ze didn't take advantage of it. He just lay in bed with her, chatting and laughing, and occasionally opened a yellow cavity, which either made Prince Jin laugh or made her speechless.

It's best for men and women to complement each other. People with similar personalities are easy to see each other and hate each other.

Excluding those women who are careful and have a black belly, Prince Jin is more upright in ordinary days. She can't be a spoiled and cute girl of Qin Baobao. Her only little daughter's posture is only occasionally revealed in front of Qin Ze.

Qin Ze's informal painting style just makes up for her "regular" lifestyle.

She is a person from a family background, whose education since childhood is just and mean, and always act within the rules, so that people can't make mistakes. She will only die miserably and quickly in her official career.

This is one of the reasons why she likes Qin Ze. When she gets along with him, she can always laugh happily, laugh unrestrained, indulge herself occasionally, lose her temper occasionally, set up by others occasionally, learn to be charming, and have no pressure.

This is something Zhang Mingcheng can't give her. Zhang Mingcheng is too disciplined in his life and work. He's not as cunning as his sister.

The shining point that the older generation felt could be cultivated was the most annoying shortcoming of Prince Jin.

What do two people do together except respect each other like guests?

She has a psychological shadow on the husband and wife who respect each other like guests.

Wang Zijin herself was bound by rules. She didn't want the other half of her life to be such a person.

"Your sister blew her hair. Go back." Prince Jin pushed his waist.

"Good night." Qin Ze lifted her bangs and gently kissed her on the forehead.

Close the door and turn off the light by the way.

Prince Jin was wrapped in a thin quilt, revealing a head, and the corners of his mouth were cocked up. He felt that he had just burst into sweet, happy blue eyes, ready to go to sleep.

Qin Ze contracted his sister's bath water, simply scrubbed it, dried his hair, and went back to bed.

Southerners always take a quick bath. They can't store any dirt when they wash every day. When he was a child, he watched TV and saw the popular bathhouse in the north. He couldn't understand it all the time.

Asked her mother, Qin said, people love to be clean, which is like you. After taking a bath for five minutes, the little brother doesn't rub it clean.

Qin Ze's habit of rubbing his penis before taking a bath was cultivated at that time.

Lying in bed, I didn't sleep. I counted from one to hundreds. Just after counting 66, the sound of twisting my hand was heard at the door. It was very light, like a thief.

With a knowing smile, Qin Zexin said that he did come.

"Little red guy, did you sleep?" My sister tiptoed in and closed the door behind her.

"No." Qin Ze watched as she twisted her waist and trotted to the bedside, drilling into the quilt.

A faint fragrance pours into the nasal cavity. It is the aroma of shower gel, and perhaps the smell of shampoo. Mixed together, it is not unpleasant, but very comfortable. I can't help but want to bury my head in my sister's chest and smell deeply.

"I haven't chatted with you for a long time." The elder sister said to cover up.

"Talk about something and go to bed." Qin Ze moved aside.

Qin Baobao felt it, silently gathered in his arms, and said angrily, "don't be so far away, it's cold."

Cold?

The weather in midsummer is so hot that people in Guangdong don't want to live.

"It's not cold, I'm quite hot." Qin Ze said.

"It's cold, my sister is very Yin, and your air conditioner is too low." My sister put a leg around his waist and tried to keep him from moving too far.

With tight long legs and thin pajamas, Qin Ze can almost feel the greasiness of his sister's thighs.

In the past, when he was distracted, he was pressured by salt fish personality. Now he is a runaway salt fish, with a lot of less scruples.

Moreover, at that time, eel brother didn't know the taste of meat, and he was already very satisfied with the girl with five fingers. Now he can't, just like people who are used to high-speed rail, how can they be willing to take the green train.

He thought to himself, it was he who teased his sister before, but now it is his sister who teased him.

My sister is still an illiterate sister before, and he is already a skilled old driver.

"Sister, let's sleep vegetarian." Qin zedao.

Qin Baobao stared at him in the dark, chuckling, "pretending."

Qin Ze: "......"

"There will be sex scenes tomorrow. Let's rehearse them first." Qin Baobao leaned close to him and gently pecked the soft lip: "I watched it a little at night and didn't enjoy it..."

Dry firewood and fire, suddenly lit.

Qin Ze rolled over, just like when filming, pressing her on her body and kissing.

For a long time, her lips parted, and her sister's chest heaved violently, panting, and she couldn't live.

Qin Ze's lips were down, his jaw, neck, collarbone, and then down, blocked by a thin layer of pajamas.

"Ah, sister, rehearse... You said." Qin Ze's voice breathed like hormones.

He put on his pajamas and hung it on the mountain. This is called gearing, knocking on the blackboard and taking notes.

Drivers must learn.

Fortunately, my sister is wearing pajamas, not nightdresses, otherwise Qin Ze will roll to the end.

Qin Baobao's eyes widened fiercely, and his mind seemed to split into a flash of lightning, leaving only one thought: How dare he?!

In the past, they were very measured. Qin Ze touches his buttocks slightly through his pajamas, which is the limit that Qin Baobao can endure.

Since taking a bath last time, Qin Ze has watched his sister's great mind for the second time.

Every time I see it, I feel different and marvel.

When viewed horizontally, the peak forms on the side of the ridge, and the distance is different.

I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because I am in this mountain.

It makes no sense.

He slowly buried his head

Little white rabbit, white and white, two grapes stand up, eat on the left and eat on the right, smooth and tender, really cute.

Qin Baobao's delicate body trembled, and her snow-white skin raised a layer of goose bumps. She reacted, and the reaction was far more intense than Qin Ze imagined.

Qin Ze's head was severely pushed away, and her sister hurriedly pulled down her pajamas. At this time, she should give a backhand slap, but she didn't. maybe she was reluctant, maybe she didn't hate him in her heart, so she just stared at him.

Silent look at each other. In silence, the bottom line between them is getting shallower and shallower. Today, it has broken through a little.

Qin Ze sighed, "sorry."

Many things can't be unscrupulous without knowing each other. When they didn't uncover the film, they both wanted to break through and looked forward to uncovering it.

But when you really get to this step, you will find that the film is in your heart, and it is not easy to uncover it.

After returning from Xujia Town, Qin Ze's heart knot was untied, and he could face his sister more calmly. But her sister's bondage has not been untied, and she can't accept that kind of thing.

Not to mention the truth, only in terms of relationship, she is a sister.

Qin Baobao gradually calmed down her rapid breathing. The expression on her face was very complex, shy, nervous, and afraid.

Biting his lip, the weak mosquito Yin squeezed out a sentence: "I, I won't sleep with you..."

Holding the clothes tightly, he moved to the bedside, put on his shoes, and left with a trace of panic.