A Guide For Vicious Female Matchmakers

When the sky was slightly bright, Bo Chi got in the car and went to school.

At this time, it was the junction of night and dawn. There was no sound in the school, and there was no second person in the class except for Yu Zhao, who had always been hardworking and diligent.

The thin wings looked tired, and the exquisite makeup couldn't conceal the yawning behavior. As soon as he stepped into the classroom, he attracted Yu Zhao's eyes.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Yu Zhao put down the book, got up and pulled the chair aside, and sat her down.

Thin Wing's eyes were faint, and he didn't answer, but asked straightforwardly: "Are you going to get married?"

Yu Zhao was stunned, then he was stunned, pursing his lips and smiling helplessly: "Because of this, you didn't sleep well all night?"

Seeing her confessing to the marriage in disguise, Thin Wing bit her red lips lightly, feeling bored for a while, and simply turned her face away and ignored her.

Yu Zhao had heard of premarital phobia, and when he saw it, he calmed down more patiently: "Don’t think too much, whether we get married or not, our relationship will not change. If you really can’t accept it, I can postpone the marriage or cancel it. After all, these things are not as important as your wishes."

She spoke in a gentle and gentle manner, with a smile in her bright and attractive narrow eyes, and she did not seem to hesitate at all.

Bo Chi stared at her for a while. Although he was a little excited, he still said in a sensible low voice: "You have all negotiated. If you go wrong at this time, it will affect your credibility... Forget it, anyway..."

Anyway, the marriage partner is not Lin Ye's stallion male.

Bo Chi tried to comfort herself, but she was still in a bad mood, while Yu Zhao seemed to have won the lottery and didn't read the book. She kept staring at her with a smile, making her a little uncomfortable and annoyed, and couldn't help but get up. Said: "I just ask casually, don't think too much!"

After speaking fiercely, without waiting for Yu Zhao's answer, Thin Chi left this annoying place first.

After a meeting in the car, Bo Chi suddenly remembered that she still owed Yu Zhao a lunch, and then diverted her thoughts. Considering the other party's family background and the people facing Bo's family in the future, she immediately cheered up and asked the driver. Divert to the mall.

evening.

Yu Zhao looked around while walking out of the school.

Within two steps, she caught a glimpse of Bo's black car with the door wide open, Bo Wing wearing sunglasses that covered half of her face, changed her dress, raised Oubai's hand, and hooked her finger.

Yu Zhao paused, almost suspecting that Thinwing was seduce himself.

But after another thought, she felt that Bo Chi had no brains, so she silently pressed her restless heart and got in the car obediently.

"I've already said hello to my aunt." Bo Chi walked around the street for a day, and his mood rose to the naked eye: "When you finish the western food, if it is too late, you will sleep at my home. We will come to school together tomorrow."

Yu Zhao's heart was throbbing, his eyes slid down her ice-carved and jade-shaped neck, and his voice was hoarse for some time: "Shall we... sleep together?"

Thin Chi snorted: "Who wants to sleep with you, go to the guest room!"

Regret appeared in Yu Zhao's eyes: "Okay."

If you don't sleep now, you won't sleep.

Anyway, after getting married, she can sleep every day, all the time, from morning to night.

Thinking about this, Yu Zhao bent his lips again, turned his face to the side, appreciating the beautifully dressed wife with satisfaction.

The evening breeze was breezy, and soon came to the western restaurant.

Bo Chi and Yu Zhao sat down to the melodious and soothing piano sound.

Bo Chi, who has always been careless, is also attentive. For example, at this moment, she carefully and seriously talks to Yu Zhao in a low voice, and tells her the food considerations step by step, so that Yu Zhao will not be able to marry Bo in the future and go out. Seen with strange eyes.

Yu Zhao listened intently, but his eyes were always around the thin wings.

It is said that looking at beauties under the light, the more you look, the more beautiful, Yu Zhao feels that it is true, how can her wife be so cute and beautiful?

The shining apricot eyes are beautiful, the porcelain white face is beautiful, the red lips wet with liquor are beautiful, and the strands of black hair that are turned up are also beautiful.

Yu Zhao's gaze staring at the thin wings became more and more hot. In order to relieve her dry mouth, she drank the wine in the glass again, and then stared at her wife.

Thin wings: "?"

Why do you stare at her after drinking?

Provocation? This is!

The thin wings suddenly came to the battle spirit, followed by a glass of wine.

She couldn't drink enough, she started to laugh silly after drinking, and the sweet voice prolonged, like a brushed cotton candy: "Yu Zhao...Yu Zhao..."

The world in front of me gradually blurred, and someone seemed to be speaking in my ears, but my thin wings couldn't hear me clearly.

She can only grasp Yu Zhao by her instinct, hold her like a koala without letting go, repeating the name that has been carved into her bones over and over again.

There was noisy surroundings for a while, and at a certain moment it became quiet again.

Thin Wing was dizzy and barely opened his eyes, stumbled to find that they had returned home, and Yu Zhao was sleeping next to her, with his arms around her waist.

Thinwing murmured a few words that he didn't understand, reached out his hand to push away his opponent, but failed to master his strength, and hit Yu Zhao's head with one head, successfully waking the half-drunk Yu Zhao.

"What's the matter?" Yu Zhao leaned close to her relatives and kissed her on the face: "Is it uncomfortable to drink too much?"

Thin wings: "*&...%%!"

Yu Zhao: "?"

The two bulls were not talking to each other, and they couldn't understand each other's meaning.

In confusion, the two rolled together. I don’t know who opened his mouth and moved his hands first, and saw the messy clothes being thrown down one by one. Finally, the white clouds rubbed wildly, the waterfalls and streams, and the flowers and trees on both sides shook. Mottled plumes fell on the snow.

Indulge in one night, and three poles a day on the next day, the thin wings regained sourness and weakness.

She managed to open her eyes, and there was a real blankness in her eyes. After a long time, she realized that the bed was messy and her body was covered with ambiguous traces, not even the roots of her thighs were let go.

She was shocked suddenly.

Which animal is this, hungry to such an extent, do you want to devour her bones!

Thin Wing was surprised and embarrassed, turned his head and looked to his side, a pair of apricot eyes filled with a vicious murderous look.

At this moment, she stretched out her hands, wrapped her delicate waist and sat up, pressed her front body against her soft back skin, leaned to the side of her neck and chuckled, and said, "Good morning."

The thin wings were struck by thunder, and the body was stiff in place, and even the people behind him bit his ears without paying attention. There was only one sentence in his head, like a groundhog screaming—grass. This is no longer the level of rolling the bed with his opponent. Now, this is putting the future sister-in-law to sleep!