Spear Teacher

Qi Yu actually knew that she had a wet dream.

After all, he had successfully lurked in the wet dream support group.

But knowing is one thing, and hearing it with your own ears is another.

The problem is... how can this thing have a plot?

He lay on his back on the other side of the big bed, and moved out a little when he heard a sentence, and moved out a little when he heard a sentence.

Until half of his body was almost hanging in the air, Qi Yu turned back with gritted teeth.

Looking at the gradually perverted smile on her sleeping face, and the lines that were getting more and more outrageous:

"...Isn't it just a uniform? If it gets dirty, I'll buy you a new one!"

"Come up, do it yourself——"

Qi·Pure Love God of War·Yu really couldn't bear it anymore. Before she could say more explosive lines, he reached out and covered her mouth.

The man's fingers were slender, almost covering the lower half of her face tightly.

All those unbearable dream plots were blocked in her mouth.

Apart from other things, Jiang Qiyu's sleep quality is really not to be exaggerated. She didn't wake up even with such noise.

It's just that in the dream, her mouth and nose were covered and she couldn't breathe well. She unconsciously hummed twice and turned over.

"......"

Qi Yu didn't dare to move immediately.

His soft breathing hit his neck with clear lines regularly, and the faint blue veins slid down along the blood vessels into the collar.

Because of nervousness, the protruding Adam's apple moved unnaturally.

"Huh... Xiao Qi, you are very good, I will find you next time!"

"Jiang Qiyu,"

A sentence almost squeezed out from between her teeth, with helpless resentment and imperceptible shyness:

"Don't force me to slap you when I want to be sentimental..."

Of course Jiang Qiyu couldn't hear this.

In her dream, Qi Yu was still the sobbing and disheveled little security guard, and she was still the villain cleaning who took up her pants and left after eating and wiping clean.

The title of tonight's dream is --

"Innocent Security Guard Hot and Hot"

She just took it for granted and then enjoyed it.

But the innocent Captain Qi tossed and turned for a long time.

It was not until the sky was slightly bright that he could not resist the tiredness and embraced the person who sometimes made him cherish her like a treasure and sometimes wanted to strangle her to death.

With his heart full of love and hatred for her, he fell asleep deeply...

--

The next morning, Jiang Qiyu was hit by the beauty face as soon as he opened his eyes.

The man had clear eyebrows and a high nose bridge. Regardless of other things, his appearance alone was a bit noble.

At this moment, a large piece of sunlight shone through the curtains and fell on his face, which looked unusually obedient because he was defenseless.

Of course, it also fell on the collar of the man's shirt, which was almost completely open at some point.

"......"

Jiang Qiyu really couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He peeked into the dazzling white collar without any psychological barriers.

The chest with smooth muscle lines rose and fell slightly, and further down, there was a abdomen with clear grooves...

Suddenly, Jiang Qiyu even had the absurd illusion of being in a dream.

She didn't dare to speak, for fear that Qi Yu would get up and whisper in her ear the next moment:

"Today is KFC Crazy Thursday, V me 50 to see the follow-up..."

She might not be able to resist and really spend money.

"..."

Try to pull your eyes out of his half-open shirt, slowly raise your eyes, but suddenly meet a pair of hazy black eyes.

Both of them were shocked.

"!"

"!!!"

Good guy!

Jiang Qiyu looked at the man who reacted more violently than her, quickly woke up and quickly covered herself with a quilt, with a face full of "Don't want to be greedy for my body".

"..."

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she rolled her eyes at the ceiling:

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Qi Yu finally reacted, and it was dawn.

He quickly relaxed and put away his defensive expression.

The security captain, who had recovered overnight, quickly put on his usual arrogant expression and squinted at her:

"Jiang Qiyu, what are you thinking about every day?"

"?"

Feeling a little puzzled by his reaction, Jiang Qiyu frowned and got out of bed.

With her hands on her waist and messy hair, she angrily denounced him:

"Mr. Qi, I solemnly declare that it was you who ran to my house yesterday, slept in my bed and touched me. What does your expression of being wronged mean?"

She pointed at herself:

"I'm a girl, not a beast."

"Mr. Qi?"

Qi Yu, who had completely regained his sanity, raised his eyebrows and got out of bed slowly.

He just opened his shirt so openly, exposing a large area of ​​his chest, and then walked around the bed calmly, one stepHe took a step towards her.

Until he stood in front of her, he relied on his height advantage and lowered his eyes to see the small red mark on her collarbone that he had deliberately emphasized last night.

Qi Yu leaned forward slightly, and his black and white eyes looked at her steadily:

"Jiang Qiyu, didn't I tell you?"

The man's light-colored lips curled slightly, revealing a wanton smile that was completely different from the innocent puppy yesterday:

"You talk in your sleep when you fall asleep."

"What——"

Jiang Qiyu was stunned, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a familiar, obscene, and rampant laugh:

"Hehe...Little security guard, you still fell into my hands, right?"

"?!"

"Captain Qi, don't you want to be a little Small cleaning is going on in the toilet? " "Is it going on?" "..." Jiang Qi encountered a big brain. At this moment, she just wanted to return to her head and drowned the boy's head into the toilet. When he came out, the smile was gentle: "I am Mr. Qi, not a beast." "..." Yu Xiaoyu had the habit of stocking things. He left many backup materials here in Jiang Que. At this time, someone who entered the room was just cheaper. While they were washing up, Jiang Qiyu tried to sneak attack her several times but failed. Finally, she had to bow her head in hatred:

"Go ahead,"

She sat at the dining table, took a bite of the sandwich, and looked up at the man who was taking off his apron in an orderly manner:

"What do you want to delete the recording?"

Qi Yu did not answer, but turned to the kitchen to wash his hands and brought out two cups of hot milk.

He gently placed one of the cups in front of her, and then spoke slowly:

"I need a status."