Zhao Xuanxuan was lying on the sofa like this, looking shy, the picture just now was still among her boys, especially when Zhou Xiaofeng was holding his sexy clothes, he was so ashamed that he didn't want it.

I don't know if Zhou Xiaofeng will regard himself as what kind of woman, if he treats himself as that kind of woman, Zhao Xuanxuan will really cry to death, I knew that I should clean up when I got up in the morning, but now it's okay, all of them have been seen by Zhou Xiaofeng, not only seen, but also touched all over again, it's too embarrassing.

Zhao Xuanxuan began to regret it, but there is no regret medicine to sell in this world, so regret is useless, she can only accept the facts.

Suddenly, at this time, Zhao Xuanxuan heard a sound of footsteps, as if someone was approaching her, listening to this sound was the direction of her room, could it be Xiaofeng?

So what is he doing in the living room? Is he trying to do something to himself? No? Xiaofeng shouldn't be that kind of person, how could he do that kind of thing to himself? He must be thinking crookedly, but then again, how can he have a little expectation and excitement in his heart?

No, no, no, I'm so dirty, how could I think of this? Zhao Xuanxuan, Zhao Xuanxuan, it's your own thinking that is too dirty.

Zhou Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Xuanxuan, who was pretending to be asleep on the sofa, walked over quietly, and then threw it, and a quilt was directly covered on her body, and then she returned the same way.

Touch!

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhao Xuanxuan knew that Zhou Xiaofeng had left, and then opened her eyes, looked at the quilt covering her, sighed, and didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

Why do you feel lost?

Forget it, go to bed, and wake up early tomorrow.

Zhou Xiaofeng returned to Zhao Xuanxuan's room, looked at the bed that had no quilt, and lay down directly, looking at the ceiling and not knowing what he was thinking, and then when he was about to sleep, he suddenly touched a strange thing.

Pick it up and take a look, isn't this a photo of yourself? And it's a close-up photo, looking at the scene, it seems to be a photo from the singer competition, and the most important thing is that there are a few lipstick prints on the photo, and I don't know where it came from, Zhou Xiaofeng sniffed it closely, this breath is ......

Isn't this Zhao Xuanxuan's lipstick? The breath is exactly the same as Zhao Xuanxuan's body, why does she kiss her own photo? Is it interesting to herself?

Zhou Xiaofeng felt a little strange, why are so many girls interested in his twelve-year-old boy? Even if you are interested in me, I am not interested in you.

No, there seems to be something, Zhou Xiaofeng touched a hard thing again, and then lifted the quilt directly underneath, only to see that a lot of things appeared in front of Zhou Xiaofeng's eyes, pick it up and take a look, notebook, that is an album, this is ......

Zhou Xiaofeng picked up a square-packed thing at this time, why does Zhao Xuanxuan have this kind of thing at home?

This girl really doesn't know how to clean up, everything is put on the bed, and the boxes with storage next to them are not put inside.

Then Zhou Xiaofeng put everything into the storage box next to him, and when the last notebook was about to be put in, Zhou Xiaofeng saw the word diary, and suddenly his curiosity came, and he couldn't help but flip it over.

Monday: I was very anxious when I suddenly learned that the wind was gone, where did he go, and I really wanted him to come back soon......

Tuesday: I can't believe I'm in love with a twelve-year-old kid who is a decade younger than me, and he's my best friend's younger brother.

Wednesday:.........

Zhou Xiaofeng was dazzled, he really didn't expect that this Sister Xuanxuan would be interesting to herself, but she didn't mean anything to her, it was enough to have Xue'er alone, and the rest was not needed.

Zhou Xiaofeng is a single-minded man, single-minded in the previous life, and equally single-minded in this life.

Hey! I actually fell in love with me, a little brat, do girls nowadays all look at their faces? Although I am a little handsome, I don't need to be like this!

And I also said in my diary that I am handsome, and if I praise people like this, people will be shy!

After reading it for a long, long time, Zhou Xiaofeng finally finished reading Zhao Xuanxuan's diary, although it is not good to peek at other people's diaries, but it has been finished, no matter how useless it is.

Putting down the diary in his hand, Zhou Xiaofeng lay on the bed, just staring at the ceiling blankly, thinking about the diary on the notebook in his mind, hey!

There's no way, my brother is so handsome, so many people love him, I'm really flattered.

Sleep!

Minutes and seconds passed, and one night was a sudden, and soon the time came to seven twenty o'clock the next morning.

"Is it dawn?" Zhou Xiaofeng opened his eyes and looked at the big sun outside, it should be around seven or eight o'clock in the morning.

The first thing you do when you get up is to stretch your waist and move your muscles.

Zhou Xiaofeng left Zhao Xuanxuan's room and came to the living room, at this time Zhao Xuanxuan was still asleep, the quilt had fallen on the floor, and she always knew that she kicked it down by herself.

Zhao Xuanxuan is disheveled, as if she was being that, this Sister Xuanxuan, she is not honest when she sleeps, she moved a lot when she saw last night, otherwise how could her hair be like a ghost?

And the clothes turned up, turned to the chest, and a snow-white belly was exposed, and the top was almost exposed.

A pair of beautiful legs and jade feet are erected high, this posture is really too much...... Not suitable for children!

Zhou Xiaofeng ignored Zhao Xuanxuan like this, picked up the quilt and covered it directly, looked at the time, it won't take long to go home at this time, go back now!

I don't know what kind of expression my sister will look at when they see her, Zhou Xiaofeng is a little looking forward to it, will it be like that time, she will cry directly, if that happens, Zhou Xiaofeng's conscience will hurt.

Forget it, cry and cry, this matter is not their own fault, the fault lies with them, and crying is not their own business.

Glancing at Zhao Xuanxuan, who was still sleeping on the sofa, Zhou Xiaofeng opened the door and went out.

It's better to go home, so I won't say goodbye to them.

"Xuanxuan, get up, the sun is drying your buttocks, the big lazy worm is up! Go and call Xiaofeng out to eat, grandma is waiting for the two of you? Get up, still sleeping, like pigs." ”

(End of chapter)