Song Qiaoxi grabbed a pillow on the head of the bed, and threw it towards Chu Jin in shame and annoyance, "I won't come, I won't come again, I hate you..."
Chu Jin didn't hide, her peach blossom eyes turned into Xuanyue, and she was smashed by a pillow. Her face was still a gentleman. He smiled and said to her: "After you change your clothes, come and eat something, add a little bit of energy, and get tired. It's night."
"I'm not hungry!" Song Qiaoxi buried her head in the quilt.
Soon, Chu Jin moved the suitcase to the house.
Song Qiaoxi waited for Chu Jin to leave the house and jumped up from the bed. As soon as she dropped the lock, she took off her T-shirt with confidence.
Seeing the mess on her body, she angrily decided to take a bath first, and went into the bathroom holding the cotton underwear and pudding dog nightdress.
I washed away the bubbles on my head and body, and my mood finally calmed down.
Combined with Chu Jin's performance last night, she muttered to herself annoyedly in the bathroom, "Sister Miao is inaccurate at all. Any boy will hurt, and the first time will be very fast..."
I am not usually a person who can't bear the pain, but last night the pain caused her to shrink back, and Chu Jin asked her to bite him...
Just because it hurts so much that she can't help it, she did bite cruelly.
And, most importantly, Chu Jinyi! point! All! No! quick!
She has been tossing and tossing, but when she gets to the back, her consciousness is blurred...
The traces of red, purple and purple on her body could not be washed away with soap or shower gel. Song Qiaoxi stared at herself in the mirror, blushing and beating to use a hairdryer to dry her hair.
Song Qiaoxi put on the pudding dog underwear that Ding Miao called "children", put on a milk tea turtleneck sweater, and black skinny jeans, which restored her sense of security.
When I walked out of the bathroom, I also felt appetite.
Unlocking the lock of the master bedroom, she slipped to the dining table following the smell like a little mouse sneaking into the cat's house.
There are two rolls of rolled roast duck on the plate. No matter what the three is seven or twenty one, you can put it in your mouth when you pinch it up with one hand.
"Are you hungry?" Chu Jin came out of the kitchen and looked up at her, holding the hot seafood porridge in his hand.
A roast duck rolled down, Song Qiaoxi felt that she could not be polite with him, licked her fingers and said: "I was not hungry just now, I am hungry now."
As soon as he wanted to sit on the chair, he was surrounded by a wide arm in a blink of an eye. Chu Jin sat down on the dining chair first, pulling Song Qiaoxi to sit on his lap.
"I want to eat..." She wanted to push people away, still mad at last night.
But He Chujin's arms hugged her tightly, unable to break free.
"Hey, the chair is too hard. I'll buy you a cushion in a moment. When I cleaned it up yesterday, I found it was swollen." He comforted softly, and straightened Song Qiaoxi like a child, and laughed softly. He asked, "Does it really hurt? My shoulders are all covered with your tooth prints, and I bite really hard."
"..." Song Qiaoxi was so angry that she became a puffer fish and punched him in the arm.
Why has this person become so unlimited since last night? !
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Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓
RomanceNOT MINE ORIGINAL TITLE: 九零大院糯团子 AUTHOR: 柚子水豚 Song Qiaoxi, an orphan, transmigrated in a book. She became a little child in the 90s, and was spoiled by the whole family. However, this child was filled with black thoughts, white on the outside and bl...
