"Hey, Zuo Lan..." Wu Yue turned her back to me and answered the phone quietly. She thought I hadn't woken up yet, but when the phone rang, I woke up.
At this time, the sun had risen three poles, and the bright sun shone on Wu Yue's back through the curtains. I couldn't help but kiss her on the back.
"Zuo Lan, you..." Wu Yue was shocked and couldn't help but turn to look at me. I pushed her and asked her to continue answering the phone with her back to me, "What's wrong with you?"
I heard Zuo Lan's voice on the phone, and I went to listen carefully. Instead, I gently uncovered the quilt, exposing Wu Yue and me to the sun.
Wu Yue didn't dare to move, afraid that Zuo Lan would notice something unusual. So I stroked her for a while, and saw that under the sun, my crotch horse held its head
