Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 140

[One hundred and forty shh… see no evil… kiss me]

Thinking about her boyfriend’s breaking 28, Cong Nianwei’s boyfriend has changed into a car here. This is really more popular than people.

Can the IQ of a goddess also be used to choose men?

Cong Nianwei sat in Qin Guan’s co-pilot calmly under the eyes of an envious girl, and the Cherokee slowly drove towards the west gate of QH University.

Chi Hailin, who passed by in a flash, watched Qin Guan who was driving Da Che and dragged Cong Nianwei away from the roadside, and tears flowed from the two noodles. What about seeing Zhenzhang after graduation?

Is it suitable for you to get along so well before you graduate?

What about the promise of winning by strength?

Eating with your face is a foul!

On the way, Qin Guan asked the most concerned question: “What color should we use for the bedroom wall? The floor is cream yellow.”

“Light green? It’s said to help with sleep, or it’s white, simple and easy to paint.”

After Qin finished watching the price of paint and the process of painting, he calmly asked, “Would you like to choose white?”

Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guan who was holding the instruction manual and price list, hahaha, and responded, “Then let’s be white.”

The choice of the good hostess was finally defeated by the male host’s greed for money.

When Qin Guan panted and moved the paint upstairs, he was annoyed that he didn’t buy a floor with an elevator.

Cong Nianwei pulled up her hair, and then put the little hats folded in newspapers on the heads of the two of them.

The interior of Qin Guan’s rough room has been renovated. The well-meaning workers have scraped all the walls with putty, and even polished them after putting on the putty.

Qin Guan touched the wall, it was smooth and not thorny, so he could apply the primer directly.

Roller brush, bristle brush, ceramic basin, large newspaper, wooden ladder, everything is ready.

Qin Guan held the long-handled roller brush and handed the short-handled brush to Cong Nianwei.

The two started to brush from one wall, Qin Guan was in charge of the big brush, and Cong Nianwei was in charge of filling the leaks.

The cooperation between the two was perfect, and it would be even more perfect if Qin Guan, who started to make a fuss after brushing for a while, was ignored.

Qin Guan was on the wooden ladder, rolling a cylindrical brush while looking down at his girlfriend, with a small nose and curled eyelashes.

With the action of painting, the eyelashes are very playful.

Qin Guan was stunned when he saw it, and the movements in his hands stopped.

The primer on the roller brush dripped down unconsciously and landed on Cong Nianwei’s eyelashes and nose.

Cong Nianwei closed her eyes subconsciously, but fortunately she took measures to block it, otherwise it would drip directly into her eyes.

Only then did Qin Guan react, and he quickly got down from the wooden ladder, telling Cong Nianwei to close her eyes tightly.

He found a towel and wiped it off for her.

When Qin Guan found a clean towel, he saw this situation. Cong Nianwei, his favorite, obediently closed his eyes and stood in the center of the living room. The morning sunlight came out from the windowsill and sprinkled on her feet.

Cong Nianwei’s delicate little face had a funny little white paint on it.

Qin Guan carefully wiped off the stains around Cong Nianwei’s eye sockets with a towel. The wet primer was like a feather that was brushed off, and was wiped off lightly.

Before Qin Guan could breathe a sigh of relief, Cong Nianwei, who was still closing his eyes, asked, “How is it? Have you cleaned it? Don’t worry, there is no paint in my eyes, and I don’t feel any tingling…”

Seeing that Qin Guan had not spoken for a long time, Cong Nianwei thought that Qin Guan felt guilty and blamed herself, but she put two wet and cool lips on her lips, blocking the words behind her.

Kissing is the only thing in the world that makes people unable to help themselves and close their eyes.

Cong Nianwei felt the coldness on her lips, and her eyes that were about to be opened subconsciously closed slowly again. Only her trembling eyelashes could appreciate her current nervousness.

Qin Guan’s mind has gone blank.

When wiping his eyes for Cong Nianwei, he saw his girlfriend’s red lips opening and closing in front of him, and he couldn’t help but kiss it.

There is no preparation, no decision in advance, just like the arrival of love, don’t ask why, don’t ask if it’s okay.

This young couple had their first intimate contact, without flowers and a romantic environment, without a promise to have each other, and their love suddenly jumped in front of the two, caught off guard.

Qin Guan is no longer satisfied. With such quiet lips pressed together, if he doesn’t do anything, he will be like a fool.

He tried to use his tongue to pry open the closely guarded shell teeth on the opposite side, and then he was severely attacked.

Pure kissing?

OK, Cong Nianwei’s beating heart is acceptable.

French wet kiss?

NO! Stop dreaming!

How open do you expect a girl who was only 19 years old in 2000?

Qin Guan’s second kiss was half the success. Compared with his nonsensical first attempt at the beach, it was much more successful. His lips were already attached to each other, and the entanglement was not far away.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

Like a large dog, Qin Guan stuck out the tip of his tongue, which was lightly bitten by Cong Nianwei’s teeth. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com Mom, it hurts, while Cong Nianwei opened her eyes with a red apple-like face.

‘Pfft’ Qin Guan doesn’t care about the pain anymore. He hasn’t wiped Cong Nianwei’s nose yet. Now Cong Nianwei is so cute with a white nose.

Qin Guan approached Cong Nianwei with a towel, intending to wipe her again, but Cong Nianwei guarded Qin Guan with suspicious eyes.

Satyr, want to repeat the same trick!

I won’t be fooled again.

Qin Guan spread his hands, pointed to his girlfriend’s little nose, and said sincerely: “I didn’t lie to you, there is really primer on the nose, I’ll wipe it with a damp towel for you.”

Cong Nianwei touched her nose and nodded suspiciously.

Qin Guan bent down, turned his head to the side, snapped, and touched Cong Nianwei’s lips again, “Haha, I said I would wipe your nose, but I didn’t say I won’t kiss you!”

Cong Nianwei’s little face turned red again at the fastest speed, she picked up the round roller in her hand and chased towards Qin Guan who was running away.

“Stinky boy, come here… I don’t feel pain when hitting someone!…”

The warm spring is about to pass, does it also mean that the love between the two will be more scorching?

The two young men who were chasing and fighting, ran out of breath, happy but at the same time appeared on their faces…

When they stopped, their fingers intertwined, the atmosphere-destroying phone rang.

Qin Guan shouted helplessly!

Just under Yu Wei’s staring eyes, Cong Nianwei answered the phone obediently.

Sister Xue, who was on the other end of the phone, seemed a little puzzled, and with a bit of hesitation, she chatted with Qin Guan about a phone call she received.

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