Market/Town
In the hot summer, when the old-fashioned fan rotates, it makes a shabby "squeaking" sound, which is very annoying.
The mist in the bathroom continued to overflow, and the heat wave surged.
Across the curtain, Luo Jiahao's inadvertent glance swept away the bruises and bruises on Lu Zhen's back.
Soon, the long-tailed snake in the game hit the wall. The moment the "game over" ended, Luo Jiahao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt bored. He threw away the PHS, put one hand on his neck, looked at the ceiling, and said casually: "Please."
"I'll help you deal with them."
When the chain link of the curtain rubs against the steel pipe, the sound of metal collision is soft, which is extremely obvious in the quiet space.
Lu Zhen came out, wiping her wet hair with half a hand, and looked coldly at the man lying on her bed: "You can't even protect yourself, how can you help me."
Seeing that Luo Jiahao had been silent for a while, he quite planned to sleep on her bed until the end of time.
She bent over and picked up his dropped PHS, glanced at the time and reminded:
"Still not leaving?"
"It's time for parents to come back."
Note: There will be no intimate descriptions or emotional lines in the early stages (including underage and parents being together); no blood relationship; no household registration.
Intention: Light never sets
