Lost Lovers

"Oh, empty." Xiao Hulin entered the room, looked around for a week, and shook his head.

But Tang Miao couldn't help laughing. Perhaps it was because he almost emptied the house when he left that he didn't let the survivors toss. Except for the dust everywhere, the house was not as messy as they thought.

"Tang Sihuang, how many do we live here?" Tang Miao turned to speak to Tang Sihuang, but did not see his figure.

Xiao Xiao Hulin hugged Tang Cheng and pointed helplessly upstairs, and said, "I just left Tang Cheng and went upstairs."

Tang Miao ran upstairs in three steps and two steps, found him in Tang Sihuang's room, and saw him standing at the door of the bathroom with his back to himself.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Miao walked inquisitively, lying on his shoulder and looking into the bathroom, but saw nothing.

那天 "That day ..." Tang Sihuang turned to stare back at him, his eyes glowing, "I just stood here and pushed open the door, and saw you bathing in it ... baby, how about the scene that day?"

Tang Miao was easily teased by his words, and his whole body was wrapped in dryness, and he was a little tempted: "What is important now? There is no water."

"You promised me there will be a way." Tang Sihuang hooped his waist, the two were close together, and they could feel each beat of the other's heart and every frequency of breathing.

"Say 'yes' ..." Tang Sihuang's kiss on a dragonfly fell on Tang Miao's lips again and again, "Huh?"

It seemed that the low, charming voice from the nasal cavity bewildered Tang Miao easily, and obediently said "yes".

司 Tang Sihuang smiled with a lip, temporarily released him, walked outside the door, and said to the downstairs, "It is forbidden to go upstairs for two hours."

喂 "Hey, zombies may come in at any time-" Xiao Hulin looked up, and Tang Sihuang had disappeared before protesting.

Tang Miao, who was returned, was placed on the sofa (taken out of the space) by Tang Sihuang. Watching the man enter the bathroom with enthusiasm and close the door mysteriously, he suddenly looked forward to the development of the matter, with a smile on his lips, simply relaxed, and got up to decorate Tang Sihuang's room, sure to live shortly, dust There is no need to clean anything, he just moved out the big bed and placed it in the place where he put the bed before, put the whole sofa, and put a few pots of flowers.

After I was busy, he lay on the bed for about twenty minutes. Tang Sihuang finally came out and pecked his head with a bow.

"You go to shower first, I will come in in a while ..."

"I see!" Tang Miao's heartbeat speeded up, and she silently murmured: No wonder so many lovers love role-playing games. He and Tang Sihuangguang are the same old things, he already feels very excited.

After Tang Sihuang went out, Tang Miao opened the bathroom door and smiled. His father is really a genius. The bathroom is naturally water-free, but Tang Sihuang made a simple four-legged iron stand. A huge iron basin was placed on the iron frame. The shelf was a bit high. He couldn't see anything inside, but he could guess from the smoke coming out that it was hot water. It should be Tang Sihuang's burning in the space. A corner of the bottom of the basin has a protrusion that catches the lid. Tang Miao pulled the lid off, revealing a ping pong-sized metal net cover, just like a shower head. The hot water of suitable temperature is sprayed out from the hole suddenly.

Metal power is not the daddy you use to flirt! Tang Miao slandered silently. His face was a little hot, looked at the bathroom door, reached out and pushed it to hide the door, and then began to undress one by one.

It's getting cold, and taking a hot bath will be very comfortable. Tang Miao was drenched with water for a while, but Tang Sihuang actually hadn't come in yet. He simply took a bath and took out the bath milk from the space and wiped it on his body. At this moment, he heard them squeak, and turned back subconsciously, with passionate eyes on Sihuang of the upper Tang Dynasty.

情形 The situation on that day is so similar to today. The past and today overlap in front of Tang Sihuang. Tang Sihuang took off the last piece of his body, threw it on the ground, stepped into the bathroom a few steps, and embraced his loved one tightly into his arms and kissed fiercely.

Tang Miao wrapped his arms around his waist and responded indifferently.

What about He is the last days? The people they love are always there.

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