Wen Wen was stunned for a moment, and he hadn't yet been freed from the ambiguous scene of Wen Cun just now, and he slowed down for two seconds, his eyes drooped slightly, and his fair skin was blooming with pink petals, looking like he had just been bullied. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is touching and breathtaking.

Chang Minxiao's surging that had just calmed down turned out to rush up again, and now there was only one impulse, which was to pounce.

This time, however, he restrained himself, rolling his Adam's apple up and down, looking away from his gaze.

"Wait a minute."

Chang Minxiao left the living room and walked upstairs.

Nuan didn't know what Chang Minxiao was going to do, but she still waited obediently on the sofa, wrapped in an unsightly fabric that had been torn.

Soon Chang Minxiao came down from upstairs with an extra long shirt in his hand, which was not warm, it was obviously Chang Minxiao's own.

He handed the shirt to Nunnery, "Put it on." ”

"It's not mine."

"yes, I'll take a look, ah, it's really not, it doesn't matter, both of us are the same, put it on."

Warm and helpless, how can this be the same, she has her own clothes, why should she wear Chang Minxiao's, and it doesn't fit.

She just wanted to say something, but Chang Minxiao had already started to do it, breaking her down and covering her with his shirt.

No matter how careful he was, Chang Minxiao's actions of dressing would touch his warm skin, not to mention that he was not careful.

Wen Wen hurriedly snatched the clothes from Chang Minxiao's hand, it is better to have clothes than nothing, just wear them, and wear them with your hands and feet.

Of course, Chang Minxiao did it on purpose, he just wanted warmth to wear his clothes.

Leaving a warm and sweet body scent, and he decided to wear this shirt that he wore to work tomorrow.

In the future, I have to find a way to let Xiao Nuannuan wear his shirt every day, but I will traditionally wear one the next day, so it is not an indirect intimate contact.

Warm: Dirty!

Chang Minxiao: People like to be warm.

Warm:......

After getting dressed, Wen Wen wanted to play the role of his legs and walked to the restaurant to eat by himself, but Chang Minxiao seemed to have made up his mind to abolish her legs and directly picked her up.

Chang Minxiao's shirt is very large on the warm body, just covering the little buttocks, at the base of the thighs, but this length is limited to when standing upright.

When you are picked up by the waist, your clothes will shrink up.

Warm and hard tugged at the edge of the underside of his shirt with his hands, barely walking away.

But the two long, straight white thighs are impressively presented, sexy and seductive.

Chang Minxiao just glanced at it, and the blood in her whole body surged up to her lower abdomen again, distended uncomfortably.

The warmth is placed firmly on the dining chair, and it feels like I have returned to the children of a few months, and I need to be carried to the dining chair by an adult when eating.

Chang Minxiao sat on the chair next to her, and then the warmth began to be hands-free.

Chang Minxiao: "I'll feed you." ”

Warmth: "No. ”

Chang Minxiao: "You can't eat it yourself." ”

Warmth: "I can eat well." ”

Chang Minxiao: "If you move again, I don't mind tearing this shirt too." ”

Warmth: "......"

Hooligans, naked hooligans.

Chang Minxiao finally succeeded, completely ignoring whether the warmth was looking at him with a cold knife, he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

You have the ability to bite me.

Warm:......

On the other side, in Huizi's simple small apartment, the two people sitting at the dining table were also eating, but they were also eating, but the atmosphere was completely different.

If Chang Min Xiao and Nuan Wen are warm and sweet, Jiang Cheng and Huizi's rice bowl is embarrassing and bitter.

The embarrassment is as the name suggests, but the main reason for the bitterness is the dishes made by Jiang Cheng.

It's too hard, it's hard to eat.

At least that's what Keiko thinks of in her heart.

Although fragrant, although it looks good.

But Huizi likes spicy food and likes to eat food with a strong taste, but the dishes made by Jiang Cheng are surprisingly light and have no taste at all.

Huizi likes to eat greasy things, and she is not happy without meat, but the dishes made by Jiang Cheng are so light that they don't even have an oil star.

He also praised his reputation and said that it was because Huizi drank too much yesterday, and he couldn't eat too greasy today, so he wanted to eat something light to nourish his stomach.

, my aunt and grandmother have always eaten very greasy, very spicy, and very refreshing, and there has never been anything wrong with the stomach.

The dishes made by Jiang Cheng are really not to Huizi's taste, Huizi is holding the rice bowl and pouring rice into his mouth, those light and inhuman dishes are really not able to eat a bite.

"Eat more, and after drinking, you must pay attention to nourishing your stomach."

"The wine I drank yesterday is a little late to nourish my stomach today."

Huizi reluctantly stuffed the dishes that Jiang Cheng had put into the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth. I really wonder if there is a problem with my sense of smell just now, so I will feel the fragrance of this dish.

Jiang Cheng saw that Huizi didn't stop the dishes he sandwiched, and he suddenly had confidence in his heart, thinking that Huizi just said that he liked to eat things with a heavy and greasy taste, but in fact, he could accept light food in his heart.

He thought that Huizi was such an upright little girl, if she didn't like it, she would definitely not eat it, and it was impossible to force herself.

He still didn't know Huizi well enough, so Huizi really ate the dishes he brought in to give Jiang Cheng face, but he didn't expect to be mistaken by Jiang Cheng.

The tragic meal time began, and Keiko almost tightened her throat to swallow these dishes, which was really unpalatable.

It's really a baby who can't eat salt and oil, even a child can't eat so lightly, than

The monk's fasting food is still light, and she will go crazy if she eats this kind of food for a day.

"Do you like to eat?"

...... This, how to answer. Let's say it's not delicious, it seems that she is too ignorant of lifting, others have worked hard to clean up the house for her and cook food, what qualifications does she have to pick and choose.

But when it comes to deliciousness, Huizi really can't pass the level in his heart, and he can't say it.

Hey, who calls himself kind, against his heart once, Huizi's heart was crossed, and he swallowed his saliva, "It's delicious." ”

"Really?"

Keiko sighed lightly in her heart, "Really. ”

"You are the first person to say that my cooking is delicious, and I will cook for you often in the future."

Poof, a big sweat bead, Nani! Keiko almost vomited the food in her mouth.

The first one? Do you often make it for me to eat in the future? Ah, no!

O heaven, O earth, which angel sister will save me!

Jiang Cheng: I am an angel. Squint and smile.

Ever since Jiang Cheng said that this was the first time someone said that his cooking was delicious, and that he had to cook for her often, Huizi's mood was not so beautiful.

If it had been before, if a man had said that he would cook for her often, she might have blushed with excitement and her little heart pounding.

The dishes made by Jiang Cheng are really unpalatable, don't do it again, please!

She regrets that her intestines are green, why do you say that it is delicious, it is better to tell the truth, now she has dug such a hole for herself, and she is so kind.