Chapter 1295

"First come, first served, you answer first." Zhuang Jia huddled under the quilt and said in a muffled voice.

Yu Yang smiled and rubbed her body through the quilt, "Do you want a concise answer or a detailed answer?"

"detailed."

"In detail, it's a long story. I'll tell you slowly after I'm done with this part."

"What about the simplified one?"

"The streamlined one is..." He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and leaned closer to kiss her cheek, "It suits my taste."

Zhuang Jia: "..."

"Sleep, little night owl." Yu Yang patted her lightly, and fell asleep beside her on his side.

The room was dark, Zhuang Jia stared at his face, finally gave up asking, approached him silently, and closed his eyes...

In Zhuang Jia's view, this was the first time they slept together in the same bed.

One was neatly dressed, the other was tightly covered, squeezed into a narrow iron bunk bed, tired, stiff, but warm and down-to-earth.

...

The next day, Yu Yang got up very early.

Zhuang Jia was still in the bed. Last night was a mess. She didn't fall asleep until three or four o'clock. She was too sleepy. Even if she could feel Yu Yang getting up now, she was so drowsy that she couldn't open her eyes.

When he was in a daze, his forehead was touched gently, and his light breath sprayed on his skin, making it itchy.

She heard Yu Yang whisper: "You sleep a little longer, I'll get breakfast."

She gave a vague "hmm", or maybe she didn't make a sound, but just responded to him in her heart.

After continuing to sleep for a while, his body began to feel astringent and itchy. Finally, Zhuang Jia couldn't stand it any longer. She lifted the quilt and sat up, and found that there were many small red spots on her legs.

Rao Zhuang Jia was so sleepy that she woke up instantly when she saw her proud legs turned into this.

She was almost 100% sure in her heart that it was the inferior chemical fiber fabric in the quilt that made her skin allergic!

Legs, arms, everything!

What about the face?

She hurriedly took out the small mirror from her bag and took a picture—it was okay! The face is fine!

Think about it too, if there are a bunch of little red spots on the face, how could Yu Yang kiss just now?

Zhuang Jia was upset, so she unbuttoned the clothes to check the condition of the clothes. The front was fine, but the back was invisible.

She held up the small mirror and tried to adjust the angle. When she found that there was also a red spot on the back of her neck, she was so annoyed that she almost cried out!

The door rattled.

Zhuang Jia was slightly startled, knowing that her clothes were disheveled at the moment, she instinctively wanted to get under the covers, but thinking of the inferior chemical fiber on that bed, she hesitated!

When he hesitated, he slowed down.

When Yang came in, he saw Zhuang Jia tightening his clothes, squeezing his toes, standing in front of him with an aggrieved and awkward posture...

Yu Yang was slightly taken aback, walked over and looked Zhuang Jia up and down, "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Jia raised her arm to show him, and said dejectedly: "The fabric is not good, I'm allergic."

Only then did Yu Yang notice that there were some deep and shallow red spots on her skin.

In fact, it wasn't that serious, and it wasn't noticeable if you didn't look carefully, but her skin was white and delicate, and it was no wonder that she felt sad and distressed when such a bunch of things suddenly appeared.

Yu Yang was silent for a while, put the breakfast in his hand on the table, wiped his hands with a paper towel: "Come here, let me have a look."

Zhuang Jia walked over, turned her back to him, and said in a distressed tone, "Help me see if there is anything behind."

She loosened the placket, slipped most of the neckline, and raised her fluffy hair to the front, revealing a slender swan neck and charming butterfly bones.

"I looked in the mirror just now, and the back of my neck is... really annoying, I can't even cover it up, I can't wear a scarf in the room too..." She complained ramblingly.

Yu Yang looked at the greasy skin on her back, raised his hand silently, and slowly stroked along the soft curve, the touch under his fingertips was soft and smooth.

After stroking for a moment, he said, "Let me cover it for you."

Zhuang Jia was startled.

In the next moment, the kiss had landed on the back of her neck, and the hot temperature between her lips made her heart beat like thunder.