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: The thing in the palm

Jiang Xiu took the shirt and his mind was full of the slutty words Fu Chenhan said to him that day, "only wearing one shirt", "sitting on his legs", and his cheeks immediately turned red.

Jiang Xiu pinched the shirt in her hand and went into the bathroom. When she came out, she wrapped herself in a bath towel. Fu Chenhan's clothes were too big. She could cover her knees, but her shoulders were too wide, which made her shoulders unable to hang around the collar and kept falling down.

Fu Chenhan had already calmed down a lot. The handsome and uninformed man slowly drank water and said, "You took my bath towel away, what should I use?"

Jiang Xiu: "There are still many strips in the bathroom!"

The old man said shamelessly: "I am used to using this one."

Jiang Xiu: ""

She spoke very well: "Then, I'll go and change one."

Fu Chenhan grabbed the strap of her nightgown and tried hard. Jiang Xiu exclaimed, and the bathrobe dispersed.

The old man stripped her bathrobe with a very careless look, and Jiang Xiu quickly grabbed the collar to prevent it from slipping.

Fu Chenhan pulled her closer, put a sticker on her forehead, and gently closed her eyes, "Little boy, go to bed."

Jiang Xiu: "Okay."

Fu Chenhan entered the bathroom.

Jiang Xiu sat on his bed blankly.

No wonder people say that Mr. Han is moody. When she went out to play with Jiang Lian, she was not only pressed on a chair and kissed her forcibly, but also carried back to Fu Chenhan's room.

Jiang Xiu had never entered Fu Chenhan's room and looked around curiously. It was a very cold-style gray decoration, but the others were no different. Compared with Jiang Xiu's fancy things in the room, they could be described as "simple".

The bed sheet was pure black. Jiang Xiu stopped hearing the sound of water in the bathroom. He immediately lifted a corner of the quilt and crawled in, covered himself tightly, pretending that he was obedient.

Fu Chenhan wiped his hair dry and was a little stunned when he saw the bulge on his window. Then he didn't care much.

He knew that he was too keen to be alert and probably instinctively wiped the person who was sleeping with the same bed in the middle of the night.

but

That's it.

Jiang Xiu's death may be a good thing.

The man's eyes were pitch black, like the sky in the deep mountains, but it was so dark that there was not even a star, and some were just indifference and fierceness.

Jiang Xiu was very tired today. She had been alert after Fu Chenhan left the bathroom, but Fu Chenhan had not come to the bed for a long time. Jiang Xiu felt a little strange, so she quietly lifted a little quilt and looked outside, and saw the man sitting on the tatami beside the floor-to-ceiling window pouring wine.

Under the soft light, Fu Chenhan's slender and cold fingers did not appear warm, and even his knuckles were filled with an inorganic coldness.

Jiang Xiu looked at it, yawned a little and fell asleep.

Fu Chenhan heard the sound of his calm breathing, lifted the quilt and looked at it. The girl curled up into a small ball, a very insecure sleeping position, but she slept very well, as if she had changed into a room or a bed, and she felt that there was no difference.

Fu Chenhan's fingers meandered down the outline of her cheeks, and finally stopped on the red mole on her white and tender neck.

He leaned over and kissed the bright red spot lightly, and then hugged Jiang Xiu in his arms.

There is a sense of fulfillment that has never been seen before.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Xiu was still confused and thought it was his room. He entered the bathroom like a sleepwalking, and only remembered something after brushing his toothbrush. Then he quickly looked down and saw that he felt like he was being killed by lightning. She, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, Fu Chenhan's toothbrush!

Jiang Xiu's face was immediately dyed with rouge, his brain was formatted, and he was not thrown away by the toothbrush in his hand, nor was he not thrown away by not throwing it away.

Fu Chenhan leaned against the bathroom at some point, "Kid, I can't tell that you like uncle so much, and you even secretly use your uncle's toothbrush."

"" Jiang Xiu stammered: "I'm not sleeping, but I'm confused." She quickly put down the evidence of the crime in her hand and took two steps back: "I will buy a toothbrush to compensate you!"

Fu Chenhan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you hinting that uncle gives you pocket money? I didn't think well and forgot." He said casually: "I'll let you give me my sub-card later."

Jiang Xiu: "I don't mean that"

"Then let's talk about the fact that you secretly use my toothbrush." ​​Fu Chenhan approached her, leaned over and chuckled, and pinched her cheek: "If you want your uncle to kiss you, just tell her."

Jiang Xiu: ""It's over, Master Han misunderstood that she wanted to have an indirect kiss.

But, just like a kiss can expose this matter

Jiang Xiaoxiu thought about it, and tried to touch his lips as if he was trying his best. He said "Good Morning Kiss" in a panic and ran away.

Fu Chenhan was stunned for a moment, then licked his lips and chuckled.

Last night, his knife was pressed against Jiang Xiu's neck, and the little girl was still sleeping soundly ignorantly, with her white and tender cheeks innocent and innocent.

Even when he was not awake, the knife did not stab him in the end, and even hugged the little girl tighter into her arms.

It's too cold in the world, she is the only gentleness.

Jiang Xiu made five minutes of mental construction for himself before going downstairs.

Fu Chenhan was indeed sitting by the dining table, but he didn't see Aunt Tong and Aunt Liu. She walked over slowly and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for what happened today. I will buy you a toothbrush again."

Fu Chenhan said lazyly: "There are so many such things in the family."

He suddenly stood up, Jiang Xiu instinctively stepped back, but Fu Chenhan was still easily picked up and sat on the dining table.

The man held the table with one hand and looked at her eyes. Jiang Xiu didn't dare to look at him, turned his gaze away, and asked softly: "What are you doing? I've seen it by Aunt Tong and the others."

Fu Chenhan grabbed her hand and whispered in her ear: "They are in the garden."

The distance between the two people was breathing, Jiang Xiu's eyelashes trembled and she shrank uneasily: "I, I'm going to be late to school."

Fu Chenhan said slowly, like a certain animal eating gracefully: "Don't hurry, I'll delay you for ten minutes."

Jiang Xiu: "??"

The man suddenly lowered his head and printed the red mole on her neck. Jiang Xiu suddenly raised his head, sobbed, and his fingers tightened the tablecloth.

The morning light outside the window was dim and shining through the glass window. There was no flaw on the girl's fair cheeks, and the tiny soft hairs could even be clearly seen in the sun.
Chapter completed!