Under the night light, two figures embraced.

Bo Qibao hugged a small soft baby with one hand.

Slender and white fingertips, in front of her, caressing the small love on the envelope.

"Huh? What was written, tell me. ”

Did you write about God?

Ah Chan tilted his little head, his moist eyes were benevolent, and he looked at him in a daze: "I don't know." ”

The corners of Bo Qibao's soft lips are a little irrepressible.

He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers.

A gentle voice, as if soaked in old wine: "Shy? ”

How can you not be shy when you write?

"Huh? Tell me about it. ”

Ah Chan's little face wrinkled a little strangely.

The thin glutinous voice was cute and innocent: "I really don't know, it's not me..."

"Tell me that stupid treasure."

Azen: "... Yes? ”

"I read??"

"Hmm." Bo Qibao bent the corners of his lips, and his eyes were full of pleasure.

Ah Chan had never seen him look like this.

Gentle or so gentle.

It's just that there are two black holes at the bottom of her eyes, as if they want to suck her in.

It's like...

It's like a little flower that takes a fancy to a prey and wants to swallow it in one gulp.

Bo Qibao began to open the envelope.

Little thing, when was it written, the little love folded so well, and secretly learned it behind his back?

Refuse to tell him, his stupid treasure, shy.

Then read it to him.

The soft voice said lingering love words in his ear, whew...

Bo Qibao stopped his heartbeat that was a little too fast.

I saw that the pink letter paper was about to be taken out of the envelope.

Ah Chan's eyes widened slightly, and he pressed his hand, and his little head shook straight.

"I don't want to read it, the young lady wrote it, I can't read it, she didn't say I can read it!"

Bo Qibao opened the envelope with his fingertips.

His eyes were full of soft light, and he trembled sluggishly as if he couldn't react: "You say... What the? ”

"I—" Ah Chan was startled.

The little obedient eyes suddenly became a little fierce.

It is more ferocious than a small flower, and it is as fierce as if it wants to bite its prey to death.

Her voice trembled: "I really can't read it, the young lady gave it..."

Bo Qibao's eyes were full of brilliance, and he hit the iceberg headlong.

Dizziness.

This little thing!

Ah Chan's soft and confused eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist.

Little lips tremble.

"The young lady gave me the marshmallows, two... I, I only ate a little rabbit, and a kitten, and the little obedient eat. ”

The soft cat marshmallow was handed to Bo Qibao's mouth.

The little misty eyes seemed to please him, as if he had eaten marshmallows, and he would not murder her.

Bo Qibao's heart muscle is infarcted.

If it weren't for the fact that she was still young, he couldn't wait to bite in...

On her little mouth!

Bo Qibao gritted his teeth and threw away the envelope.

snatched the marshmallow from her hand, and pinched her small mouth with her slender fingertips.

The voice hates.

"Two marshmallows and sell me?"

As if he was puzzled, he pinched her face again.

The delicate little face seems to be too easy to pinch, and the fingertips just exert a slight force, and two red marks are printed.

It makes his heart hot, and he wants to use some strength again...

I was a little reluctant.

Finally, he held her face with both hands, rubbing and rubbing, rubbing and rubbing.

The soft little face was rubbed and deformed.

Hmm, Ah Chan was forced to tilt his head, and his pink lips pouted: "Little good, good ......"

It hurt her face.

"Little sister, still—" Her little mouth was like a goldfish spitting bubbles.

"And taught me... Fold a small heart. ”

Thin Shippo ......

I was really angry with this stupid little Bao'er, and my heart hurt!

I want to bite her when I open my mouth...

With a swallow in his throat, he tilted his head.

The teeth fell on her little white jade ears and she gritted her teeth.

"Am I important, or is it a little love that matters? Or do marshmallows matter? ”