(ARC 1-4 ) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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Fu Ting: "..."

It's not that I don't want to.

"Cough, take it seriously."

Ji Sishen pouted, "I'm serious!"

"I'm so sick right now!"

As he spoke, he made a painful appearance while holding a small face.

It's just... there's no credibility at all.

So who was the little villain who said he was going to control himself earlier?

Fu Ting wanted to, but he was afraid that someone's body and waist wouldn't be able to take it.

So Fu Ting gave Ji Sishen a symbolic kiss, a light kiss like a light touch of water.

"Okay, stop playing."

"It's time to go back to the dorm."

"Shuangxiu, don't be in a hurry, your spiritual realm is seriously damaged, and you have to keep flowing."

Maybe when the time comes, the deep spiritual realm can be like him, and it is unknown to reach sss⁺.

Ji Sishen returned to his normal face, acted like a cat in Fu Ting 's arms, and rubbed against his chest.

"It's so late, you send me."

Fu Ting's heart softened for a while, "Okay, go back after eating."

Ji Sishen hummed obediently.

It was when Lu Sheng brought the food, something... indescribable.

How long has it been?

From morning to midnight?

Are their marshals so fierce?

Lu Sheng glanced at Ji Sishen again, just like Qiao Zhi, with some sympathy.

It's like a small milk bag, I really don't know if I can stand it.

If this mental strength is weaker, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out of bed for a week?

But Lu Sheng obviously underestimated Ji Sishen's endurance his.

After dinner, Fu Ting planned to send Ji Sishen back to the dormitory.

But Ji Sishen stopped Fu Ting more than ten meters away from the dormitory.

"I'd better go up by myself, it's not good for others to see."

Fu Ting's eyes seemed to be a little more spoiled, and he rubbed Ji Sishen's short hair.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Sishen said solemnly, "Doesn't the marshal think that we are now--stealing/love?"

Fu Ting nodded cooperatively, "Well, it's really similar."

Ji Sishen shook his head seriously, "So it's not good."

Fu Ting hummed again, "Then you go back by yourself?"

Ji Si gave a deep hum, and then took advantage of the night to grab Fu Ting, tiptoe and kiss Fu Ting on the face.

Then he turned and ran away quickly.

Fu Ting was helpful and funny about this.

But the pampering in his eyes his clearly found Ji Sishen's little thought his.

Just now, it seems that a few students have passed by.

When the figure of the little milk bag was completely invisible, Fu Ting turned around and left with Lu Sheng.

All the way, Lu Sheng had an incredible look on his face.

He just heard the conversation between the two people completely.

"Stealing/Love" can be said so confidently, and this is the first time I have seen it.

The important thing is that their marshals are extraordinarily cooperative?  ?  ?

Lu Sheng once wondered if the marshal beside him had been replaced.

But now without Ji Sishen by his side his, Fu Ting is still the cold and awe-inspiring, noble and abstinent marshal.

"Check out Mu's house."

Mu family?

Didn't you check Mu Xingchun last time?

"It doesn't matter."

These four words made Lu Sheng realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Yes."

I'm afraid it's not just that simple.

In front of Fu Ting, Ji Sishen seemed to have nothing to do, and he could tease people if he could speak.

But the mental field is damaged, and in private, you will still feel tired.

So it was noon the next day, and Ji Sishen didn't even get up.

"What time is this, Xingchun, that brother of yours is really willful."

"Hello, as the marshal's wife, you still don't forget your studies."

"Your brother does n't look like you at all. He does n't have any rules at all. Does he take Guangting Academy as his home his now? Can he do whatever he wants?"