Qi Jiamei helped Chu Ziyang into the apartment. Familiar apartment, familiar bedroom, even familiar bed. Recall once, she was on this bed, shamelessly relying on Chu Ziyang to sleep in his arms... She pushed Chu Ziyang to the bed and was about to let go for a breath. Suddenly, her hand was forced to fall on Chu Ziyang. The as like as two peas, love and love, and the style of the bed, which is the red and blue, is her favorite style before. Because she liked it at that time, Chu Zi Yang made her servants buy several identical ones at once, and then every day it was this style. Staring at the sheet, she was dazed. Until a hand quietly straightened her face, and the man was stained with fog and eyes, she suddenly woke up, but it was too late to break away. Chu Ziyang's big palm buttoned, then buttoned Jiamei's head down and down again, and the four lips immediately stuck together. This is Chu Ziyang's second kiss. The first time is in the hospital stairwell, Chu Ziyang can't help kissing her, also that time, intensified her to leave him, also restored consciousness. Then she thought he hated her, but now Chu Ziyang actually kisses her again. Qi Jiamei was just thinking that Chu Ziyang might be drunk. She didn't even know who she was. Unexpectedly, she heard his whisper, "Xiaomei, don't go." Xiaomei, don't go. Xiaomei, don't go. This low call, coupled with the familiar bedroom, familiar sheets, instantly destroyed Qi Jiamei's reason. That once tried to push Chu Ziyang's hand gradually softened down, and then, involuntarily put his arm around Chu Ziyang's neck, breathing, are two people intertwined with the breath, rich let her do not want to know what night is. She likes him. I like him when I'm sick, and I like him when I'm well. She can't like him. When she was sick, she didn't know the situation. She liked him as much as she wanted to, but now she knows her own situation. She doesn't deserve Chu Ziyang at all. He is clean, but she is dirty. In the mind suddenly flashed this one, Jiamei's body trembled, suddenly began to struggle, no, no, no, she can't be so close to Chu Ziyang, absolutely can't. But no matter how she struggled, the breath was full of chuziyang's drinking masculine breath, and his slightly smoked eyes. Whether they were facing her eyes or not, they were like a net, which caught her heart. She could not help but was whirled in and could not get out“ Xiaomei, don't go, OK Seeing her struggling strength more and more fierce, as if a small animal wanted to escape from the cage, Chu Ziyang couldn't help tightening her strength, and kept whispering not to let her go. It's a completely natural reaction without any affectation. His voice combined with the slightly praying eyes. Jiamei suddenly lost her strength and began to burst into tears. As soon as she was distracted, Chu Ziyang held her waist and quietly turned over. The light in the room suddenly darkened... One night. It was already dawn when Jiamei fell asleep. This sleep, straight sleep to the top of the day. Wake up, noon sunshine through the window screen hit on the body, warm let her first turn over. This turn, only to find that the skeleton of the whole body as if scattered, pain she grunted twice. Then, a hand just fell on the man's chest, the touch, let Qi Jiamei suddenly surprised, people also completely wake up. Chu Ziyang's apartment. Chu Ziyang's bedroom. Chu Ziyang's bed. At present, is Chu Ziyang deep asleep appearance. She looked at each other in the morning, then he got up with him and went into the restroom, and the two of them washed together. Every time she shaved, he felt the foam on his chin and made him giggle. Every time Chu Ziyang is helpless and stare and frown, but no matter how he stare and frown, he didn't hit her, so that it became her daily life when she was with him every day. Now look at it