Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 80

"When you come over, help me get a lollipop from the chest of drawers. I want grape flavor." Song Qiaoxi leaned on the soft quilt, pointed to the chest of drawers at the door, and said to Chu Jin.

On the TV series screen, Professor Dumbledore with a white beard and a cat appeared. Dumbledore held the light extinguisher in his hand and extinguished the street lamp...

Chu Jin took the lollipop, closed the cabinet door, and heard Song Qiaoxi say: "Do you think the room is a bit bright? Or is the TV screen too dark..."

Turning and looking, Song Qiaoxi was kneeling on the bed, with both hands on the bed, frowning and leaning forward and staring at the TV screen, looking like a cat with a bowed back.

The movie "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" is indeed dark on the TV screen.

At the beginning of noon, the boiler house was very bright, and the bright light came in. It was really hard to see the TV screen.

Chu Jin stretched out his hand and drew the curtains tightly, so that it should be opaque.

"Is it better?" Chu Jin walked to the bed and handed Song Qiaoxi a lollipop.

"Well, it's better, I couldn't see clearly just now." Song Qiaoxi took the lollipop, tore open the candy wrapper, and threw the candy wrapper into a small trash can next to the bed.

The sugar paper falls into the trash can in a perfect parabola.

The sugar has been stuffed into her mouth, and the sour and sweet grape smell melted in her mouth. Song Qiaoxi stretched out comfortably and leaned back, raising her eyes to find that Chu Jin was still standing by the bed.

"You go to bed, what are you doing there?" As she said, she patted the empty space next to her.

Chu Jin’s bed in the boiler room was a single bed measuring one meter by two meters, and he was used to sleeping on a hardboard bed.

Mother Song was not at ease. She felt that the bed was too hard to sleep comfortably, and it also affected the growth of the child. She still put several layers of thick mattresses on the bed, and it was soft when sitting on it.

The bed is 1.2 meters wide, and the little girl can stretch her legs when sitting sideways on the bed, which is much more comfortable than sitting on a hard chair.

A few of their little friends have been huddled together since they were young, and they were tired of playing, sometimes when they slept head to head on a bed.

Song Qiaoxi didn't think it was embarrassing to sit on the bed with Chu Jin.

Seeing Chu Jin with a hesitant expression, she got up directly from the bed.

Chu Jin's bed was much higher than that of ordinary children's single beds. Song Qiaoxi knelt on the bed and found that she could almost look into Chu Jin's eyes.

I'm used to looking up at him. Looking at his face from this angle, is it strange?

Song Qiaoxi pressed Chu Jin's shoulders with both hands and looked at his impeccably refined face. With her tongue pushed the lollipop to the side of her cheek, she tilted her head and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The little girl's sweet and soft voice, because of the sugar in her mouth, became sticky and squishy, ​​sounding like acting like a baby.

Chu Jin was stunned for a few seconds before being awakened by the rushing face, with a slight warmth and the sweet and greasy grape smell.

Peach Blossom's eyes widened, surprised that he could look at Song Qiaoxi upright, and he was used to seeing her bend down and bow his head since childhood.