Chapter 162: Awful

Chapter 162, The Evil
Gong Gong’s lips smirked.
There are too many things, and they are all in the daytime, only at night.

Cheng Haoyue’s heart is inevitably somewhat lost. He didn’t even tell her, okay! If he doesn't say anything, she will never take the initiative to mention this matter. If she is not sure, he really didn't plan to ask her. Why bother looking for it.
"Good! Then I will go to sleep with my son first."
Gongye night nodded, "OK."
When Cheng Haoyue walked to the door, he suddenly thought of a good night kiss. If he didn't mention it, she wouldn't take it.
Moreover, she carefully calculated the date, the date is coming, and she can reject him later.
Maybe he is too busy to forget.
The little guy was very famous at school recently, because his smart teachers and students all know him. His paintings are the first in the school. In addition to singing, the basic projects can get the first place in the school.
The teacher also called Cheng Haoyue regularly, and said the little guy's things, all praised him, Cheng Haoyue is also very relieved.
The son who gave birth to the palace nightingale did not have to worry too much.
Cheng Haoyue slept with the little guy, still thinking about the good night kiss, some annoyed lying in bed, she is addicted to the kiss? Why do you want this kiss actively?
Forget it, he forgot, and, she accurately counts the day, this kiss will expire tomorrow.
Inexplicable, for him not to mention the celebration of this matter, Cheng Haoyue's heart has some small resentment, in fact, she is simply sorrowful.
Cheng Haoyue did not know which one had been mistaken, and for this matter he could not sleep on the side.
Daddy, her door was pushed open. She thought it was the little guy who was going to the toilet. When she looked up, she saw the tall man coming in from the door. She immediately became nervous and how did the palace night come in?
"Is there something?" Cheng Haoyue immediately sat up and at the same time, she wore a thin pajamas, and she smashed the quilt to the chest.
"I seem to have forgotten the good night kiss." The charming voice of the palace night rang, and he reached out and closed her door, step by step to her bed.
Cheng Haoyue’s breathing, he did not forget?
Gong Gong said with a sigh, "Why don't you remind me?"
Cheng Haoyue did not want to remind him! He loves to kiss and does not kiss, she does not have to kiss him.
"It's too late, I have to sleep, and it has expired last night." Cheng Haoyue deliberately lied to him, she thought, he must have not carefully counted the days.
I know that the man is squatting and pondering for a few seconds. "Is it not due tomorrow? Want to lie to me?"
Cheng Haoyue, what kind of memory does this man have, can you remember this kind of thing clearly? She just turned the calendar and figured it out.
"You... how do you remember so clearly?" Cheng Haoyue felt incredible.
"I have a natural memory ability." The man said with some smugness, at the same time, the physical body to sit along the bed.
Cheng Haoyue’s bed was pressed, and her heart seemed to be crushed. She felt that the man was a little dangerous tonight, and she moved to the other side.
Suddenly, the slender arm of the palace night sneaked out and grabbed her. His strong body pressed forward and pressed her under the quilt.
The clear male scent sprayed on her delicate face, like an invisible tentacle, scratching her sensitive nerves.
Cheng Haoyue's breathing was slightly agitated. Now, she doesn't know if she is too much teased by this man. Now, her body has become extremely sensitive. He is so pressed, she feels hot and feverish.
"Miyazaki, what are you doing?" Cheng Haoyue reached out and pushed him. "You want to kiss and kiss, don't press me, I can't breathe."
After listening to the palace night, I couldn’t help but support some of my body with my elbows. I wouldn’t crush her. The warm lips of Gong Ye’s night fell on her forehead, her eyebrows, her nose, and finally, she kissed her lips. After a kiss, she looked up and looked at her.
Cheng Haoyue looked at him with his eyes open, and he was pressed, as if he was invisibly covered with a layer of net. Under the dim wall lamp, the man’s eyes were as bright and charming as obsidian, and there was a dark color in it. Deep and complex, with a deep heart.
Cheng Haoyue’s breathing was entangled with him. There was a hint of tobacco in his breath, which showed that he smoked. Cheng Haoyue breathed into his breath. It was so warm that she was shackled in the quilt and constantly warmed up. The temperature increased, so she was about to sweat out.
"You smoked?" Cheng Haoyue immediately asked some disgusting, she did not like men who smoke.
The palace night screamed, "Well," and then, seeing her open her face, a look of disgusted expression, his dawn was slightly sinking, "How? Don't like my kiss?"
"I don't like the smell of smoke." Cheng Haoyue twisted his head and hid his breath.
The palace night owl can not help but some low annoyed, "only one is pumped, I usually do not smoke."
Cheng Haoyue’s face twitched for a few seconds, he explained?
"But I still don't like it." Cheng Haoyue continued to keep his face. In fact, even if he smoked, he was still refreshed and unpleasant, but for this reason, she just wanted to avoid him.
Probably related to the loss of my heart!
"Well, this kiss tonight, don't kiss the lips." The man said with a low dumb, that the night-like scorpion rushed out of the raging color, and his thin lips hit her white jade collar.
Cheng Haoyue immediately stunned his body, his slender arm wrapped around his neck, not knowing if he was going to push him away or hold him tight.
His kiss, constantly falling into her collarbone, his scum stabbed her with some itch, she yelled, "Miyazaki, you are enough."
"Not enough..." Palace Nightingale is also somewhat irrational tonight. Damn, this woman makes him painful and tormented. It is really uncomfortable to want it.
"Miyazumi, you go on like this, I am going to be angry." Cheng Haoyue took out his temper to threaten him to stop.
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When he finished, he got up and left. In the quilt behind him, Cheng Haoyue had already sweated. After a while, he walked away and was cold. She could not help but get out of bed. After he left, she fell. Internal lock.
Every night I have to be tossed by this man, and she is well fed.
He is uncomfortable, isn't she not uncomfortable? Thinking of myself still doing a dream for him, I want to be ashamed to die, blame this man, she never thought about this unhealthy thought before, now, he was infected, and he has become a little ghost.