Chapter 38: Sick Brother Is Not Easy to Mess With (38)
The boy lifted his eyelids slightly to look at her.
With a gentle smile on his lips, his dark eyes seemed to be in the deep and dark night sky, and he asked softly, "Is it okay?" Brother. ”
Song Jin shuddered for no reason.
She wanted to cry without tears: "... It's useless. ”
[Miscalculated.] Fend for yourselves and seek blessings for yourselves. 】
"......" The pig teammate who runs faster than a dog is you!
[Remind you, be cautious in your words, and think about the six hours you spent on the balcony from the sun to the moon.] 】
...... "That's really... A bloody lesson.
Maybe she was silent for too long, and the young man approached her with long eyelashes drooping, and all the breath spread on her cheeks:
"If my brother doesn't speak, I'll let you agree."
He gave a gentle kiss under the corner of his lips, smiled and whispered in his ear: "Brother can think slowly." I'm not in a hurry, after all, such a lovely girl, my brother must have a lot of things to say to me, right? ”
Song Jin stiffened: "Tong, are you sure that his attribute is ruthless and not cautious?" And is there any mistake, Lin Rose is a woman, and so am I, can we still make a spark? ”
[Oh, he probably thinks you're too gay, both men and women, can the base.] 】
The trust between the "......" brothers is so weak?
Did she have a fucky face or something?
After a while, Song Jin decided to go head-on: "Actually, Lin Qiangrose is a ...... person."
"She's got a problem with her brain."
Song Jin weighed his sentences, but his expression was sincere and firm, "I often suspect that she is my long-lost sister." ”
[......] IQ has run to the sultry field?
Seeing that the young man did not speak, he did not know whether he believed it or not.
Song Jin racked his brains to recall the eight-o'clock mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama he had cooked before, and the more outrageous the topic became, the more outrageous he became, and he might be able to point out that Qi Jue, a child who has never played cards according to common sense, showing weakness or reasoning, the young man may not listen to it at all, and he will mix her more than him.
"You don't know, my sister, as soon as she was born, she was accidentally thrown to the ground, or her head hit the ground, but it was miserable!"
"When I grew up, I was abducted and trafficked again, and I haven't found it yet. The first time I saw Lin Qiangrose, she was deceived by Lu Chengnan to sell herself, I relented for a while, I felt that there were not many people who were so stupid, so I wanted to help her. ”
Song Jin rambled nonsense, and explained the reason why he did this, in fact, the point is that the stupidity and brain disease in it are cute, so I will say the worst.
The adaptability can be said to be very strong.
She said a lot more, and the boy just leaned against her neck, his breath brushing from time to time, but he didn't make a sound.
This obviously doesn't fit the character of a teenager.
Song Jin turned his head, only to find that he had fallen asleep at some point, his small fan-like eyelashes drooping on his white eyelids, his skin was pale and delicate like mutton fat, his lips were bright, and his dark hair covered his forehead like a fragile delicate porcelain doll.
In an instant, all the sharpness was retracted, and it looked beautiful and fragile, which made people unbearable to touch.
Looking at such a young man, Rao is heart has a lot of resentment, and he can't give birth to it.
Song Jin sighed, only to feel that Yan Kong's illness was really fatal.
She hugged him, pulled up the quilt and covered him, rubbed his face fiercely, and kissed him several times with a smile before falling asleep with him.
As her breathing deepened, the young man in her arms opened his eyes, his dark eyes looking at the sleeping face close at hand, and his thin fingertips brushed gently at the ends of her upturned eyes.
No matter how excessive this person did, he wanted to find a reason to excuse her.
Intimidated, pretending to be asleep, I didn't want to force her too tightly but I wanted to hear what I wanted, even if I got my wish, I was still jealous.
His soft and bright red lips were imprinted on her lips: "This is the last time, I will trust my brother again." ”
Next time.
Don't leave me alone, okay?