After exiting the game, Wang Zixiang touched the kitchen door for the first time. When he saw Wang Jing, who was standing tall, was cooking instead of secretly calling, he immediately relieved half of his heart. He leaned forward with a straight face: "Sister, didn't you receive a harassing call?" ”

"Nope!" Wang Jing glanced sideways at this little fart child with some strange looks!

Originally, she thought that at the age of Wang Zixiang, many things would be picked up and thrown away like festivals, but she didn't expect this guy to remember the previous incident. This moved her a little, and she was secretly glad that the slap was beaten down at that time.

People who care so much about themselves are going to be negative, and then they are not a thing.

"So, sister, have you ever made a harassing phone call?" When Wang Zixiang asked this question, his eyes were firmly fixed on Wang Jing's physical condition. As long as you perceive a little unusual reaction, you can reflect many problems.

Wang Jing glared at him amusedly, and said, "You really have itchy skin, aren't you?" Dare to tease my sister like this! ”

But as soon as she said that, she knew that she was simply nonsense. In the morning, this guy kissed himself for a while. Thinking of this, Wang Jing inevitably looked at this guy seriously, and inevitably felt a little trance that the little fart child in his heart had grown up.

"That's okay!"

Although he didn't see anything unusual, Wang Zixiang was still not very relieved. He walked up to Wang Jing, looked at the verdant gladiatorial fight in the pot and said, "Sister, after eating in a while, let's have a good talk." ”

"What are you talking about?" Wang Jing was a little confused, and stopped stirring the rhythm of the gladiatorial fight in his hand.

"Of course it is - life, ideals, future, and love!"

Facing Wang Zixiang's expression of course, Wang Jing couldn't help but smile coquettishly: "You still understand love?" ”

You know, just a few days ago, this little guy asked himself about friendship. However, she didn't notice that the originally dull mood had become active and happy because of Wang Zixiang's appearance.

The two of them quarreled, and a lunch of four dishes and one soup was baked.

After serving it to the table, Wang Jing served him a bowl of rice and handed it to him: "How have you been in the Wind Plain recently?" Did you hit something good? ”

"It depends on what my sister means by "good things." Wang Zixiang really couldn't figure out her definition of good things.

Wang Jing asked strangely: "Of course, it's better equipment than high-grade equipment!" Didn't you say that gems and other things are special consumables that can't be confused with equipment? ”

"What a boutique! Fourteen pieces, and a ...... for Warlock level 35"

Don't look at Wang Zixiang eating and drinking while dealing with Wang Jing's naïve questions, in fact, his eyes are lingering on her pretty face, neck and chest, and even the charm of her eating is within his appreciation.

In my heart, Wang Jing is definitely a boutique among high-quality women. This can be seen from the conceited and ambitious bastard who turned back after dropping it down. Such a woman, if she meets a man who is responsible, will definitely treat her as a baby in her heart and offer her as a mother.

It's a pity that she was unlucky and fell in love with the kind of thing that is so ambitious that she can give up her whole body to climb up, which is why she has the current emotional dilemma. Now that bastard turned around, obviously wanting to keep her as a spare tire, which made things a lot more complicated.

It's just that Wang Zixiang has had a lot of things recently, and many of them are imminent, so he doesn't have time to simmer at all. And none of these fanciful things he could let go, so he had to take some radical measures against certain things. Although he was a little afraid of Wang Jing's force value, the results of the last few attempts were not bad, which was also the key reason why he made up his mind to go wrong.

Lunch time passed little by little in the strange atmosphere of the two of them.

Taking advantage of Wang Jing's efforts to wash the dishes, Wang Zixiang leaned against the door and solemnly opened the topic that he didn't vomit and was unhappy: "Sister, after breaking up, are you very lonely?" ”

"What?" Rao is Wang Jing, and he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence. In other words, I didn't think that as Wang Zixiang, I would say something rich in connotation to myself.

"What? What's so embarrassing, in this day and age, everyone is a cannibal man and woman! Wang Zixiang's eyes swirled on Wang Jing's delicate body with a very clear forward and backward curve, and he didn't make any subtle gestures at all because of his aggressiveness.

Wang Jing was so frightened by his gaze that she trembled willingly, and forced herself to calm down and threatened: "Go and go, what do you know about a little fart!" I'm your sister, if you dare to say such bastard things to me in the future, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson. ”

'Not related by blood!' Wang Zixiang secretly rolled his eyes, looked directly at Wang Jing's side face and said, "Sister, do you know, since you lived in my house, I have liked you very much." At that time, my sister was quite strict, and I hid in your arms when I slept at night. ”

Hearing this, Wang Jing couldn't help but recall the carefree and innocent days at that time. Well, there is also a very cute little Taizheng, a good day to flirt with him. As for the so-called favorite word in Wang Zixiang's words, she automatically ignored it.

What do you like? Is this also a thing?

"That's when you came to me, didn't you?"

Wang Jing gestured half an inch below her chest, and her face was full of smiles reminiscing about her good life: "Hehe, do you remember the reason why you first hid in my arms as a little brat?" ”

"Uh--I didn't do well in the exam, or is it something?" To be honest, Wang Zixiang really doesn't remember the specifics, only that time his sister Wang Ziyu yelled at herself, and she was going to beat her ass.

Wang Jing, who covered her mouth and chuckled, mercilessly turned out the ugly thing for him: "Sister, I remember!" That time, you were carried to the bed after taking a shower, and your sister was passing you clothes. You take your sister's hood from the pile of clothes, and then you put a pair of my bottoms on my head, saying it's a tank hat......"

"Khan - how I listen to it, it seems to be the rhythm of digging graves and turning over old accounts!"

"No, it's indecent, but I have to admit that your outfit really looks like a tank hat! Hehe...... "Wang Jing remembered that at that time, Wang Ziyu was going to beat this bear child, and the little guy threw himself into his arms who smiled and bent over, or did he protect him and fell on the bed and laughed wildly.

The corners of Wang Zixiang's mouth twitched, and he corrected the topic and said: "If you say, I used to like my sister, which is not very reliable!" But now that I'm going to marry my sister, it's not very bizarre! And sister, you also agreed to my conditions, give me three years! Well, this matter is already a conventional agreement between us. ”

He stared at Wang Jing who put away his smile very seriously, looked at him in surprise, and said, "During this time, please don't do anything to hurt this relationship, let alone communicate with that person!" Because I know I'm going to win! Even if my sister has a physical need, I can serve my sister now! ”