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Nineteenth flavor

Breakfast

When she grows up to this age, Senbei is actually very afraid of physical contact with people. This will be trapped in the arms of men, and her warm chest will be pressed on her back, but her heart is extremely stable. The tears that could not stop are also slowly. Stop, as if this place belongs to.

The living room was very quiet, and the shaking of the pendulum clock on the wall could be heard.

On the top of his head was his chin, and his breathing was also very close. Senbei's face finally blushed after realizing it.

Did you accept her confession?

so shy……////

The two arms hanging on his side were stretched because of those uncomfortable.

Chen Zhuo sensed the changes in her body and knew that the little girl was tense, but instead of letting go of her, he increased the strength of his arms and held her more firmly.

The man's movements and strength came so fast that Xianbei couldn't help but snorted.

Chen Zhuo thought it hurt her, and immediately let go.

With this release, the weak and weak girl in her arms suddenly got excited, stood up and ran all the way back to the room, and closed the door with a chirp.

From beginning to end, he didn't turn his head back, and his eyes never dropped an inch.

In the living room, there was only Chen Zhuo, a tall man alone.

Chen Zhuo stayed on the spot, looked at the closed door, couldn't help but curled his lips.

——

Senbei reached the door, hunched over and gasped.

After a while, she slid back to the floor, raised her hands and buried her face in her palms.

The face was already very hot, but the palm of the hand became even hotter, adding wood to the fire.

She didn't escape on purpose...

Okay, just run away, there's really no way... stay with that person for another second...

The heartbeat was dying, because of his response, and his series of actions, even in her dreams, these were plots that she could not even think of.

In the past ten years, if you can get equal rewards for showing kindness to others, in Xianbei's view, it is a wishful thinking, which is harder than reaching the sky.

People you like also like yourself. Is there anything more fulfilling than this?

Especially she is like...all over her body, no matter how much effort she can't figure out the advantages...

She was really afraid that she would suddenly have a heart attack and faint in front of him.

But, I'm so happy...a kind of sadness and tearful happiness...

With hot eyes from his fingers, the wooden board behind him was suddenly tapped.

Xianbei turned her head in amazement, and there were voices from over there, and the gentle words were her name. It's just this time, it's a little bit different, with a more intimate and cute prefix:

"Little Senbei,"

Chen Zhuo was talking, he never deliberately concealed his smile, "Good night."

His natural intimacy has never allowed the small flowers in her heart to bloom in clusters.

Xianbei also wanted to try her best to say good night, but she had just consumed too much energy and opened her mouth several times, and she found that she had returned to the state of being stunned.