No. 26 Brother's Little Tail (26)
[Dumb treasure, don't be sad, you have grown up and can sleep by yourself. 】
The system is a little angry.
That bad little obedient, what kind of emotions do you have, ignore it for no reason.
But so it is.
Ignoring it, it took the opportunity to teach Dubao to learn to live independently.
After all, the bad guys are so old, and adolescent teenagers are the most easily restless.
With some bad intentions, it can be seen at a glance.
Dumb Treasure must not sleep with him anymore!
Otherwise.
She's just that dumbfounded.
I don't know if I will be eaten in a few years.
[Dumb Bao sleeps by himself tonight, will I tell you all the stories? ] 】
Not?
Ah Chan tilted his head in confusion.
The little hand grabbed the little tiger's ears and pinched it.
No.
She wanted to be a little girl.
The little obedient was angry.
The little obedient girl didn't want to pay attention to her.
Bad little boy, hit him.
The system watched as she put the little tiger into the quilt and covered it with the quilt.
The little hand also patted gently.
It's like putting it to sleep.
Then get up and walk outside.
[Dumb treasure, dumb treasure? 】
Yes! This nerd is jumping on the balcony again!
Is she still her favorite?
It lulls her to sleep, isn't it as good as a bad little girl? Woo!
Ah Chan's small figure appeared in Bo Qibao's room.
She tilted her head, her thin brow furrowed in confusion.
Little obedient is not there?
There was no one in the room, where did he go?
Ah Chan looked around in place, turned his little feet, and finally blinked in the direction of the bathroom.
In the bathroom, the sound of the water stopped.
"Hula!"
The sound of a sliding door opening.
The young man has a fair and sturdy waist, a bath towel around him, and he wipes his hair with one hand.
On the firm chest, the water droplets have not yet been completely dried, and slowly trickle down the porcelain white skin.
Ah Chan blinked, little girl, so white.
Bo Qibao's action of wiping his hair paused.
Just standing at the door of the bathroom.
The long body is still a little thin, but the shoulders are wide and strong, and the clothes are standard.
When I took off my clothes, I was like this...
Exudes gratuitous demagoguery.
His short hair was half-dry, and it was a little messy on his forehead, adding a little softness to his handsome and cold face.
He just stood.
The eyes are faint, and the eyes of the stunned little soft baby meet.
[Ahhh 】
The system blew up.
[He just did it on purpose, on purpose!] 】
This little bad guy, he knows that at this point every day, Dumb Bao will come to him.
He used to take a shower a long time ago.
Why did you wash it today?
He just wanted to poke and poke secretly, and stage a beautiful man and a temptation for Dubao!
How old is he?
Even if he can't help it, Dull Bao is still young!
It's a dumb treasure or a little flower bone, what can't he wait for to do?
Wretched!
Dirty!
Not people!
The system was so angry that it fell back: [Dumb treasure, cover your eyes, cover your eyes!] 】
"Oh!"
Ah Chan realized it later, and covered his eyes with his little hand.
Time seemed to stand still.
When the eyes can't see, the ears become more sensitive.
Bo Qibao slowly raised his hand, and the towel dried the water droplets on his body.
His movements are slow and graceful.
Every move, I am afraid that the painters of the Middle Ages will compete to regard him as a darling, and want to keep his nobility and beauty forever in the world.
Especially the look in his eyes.
The other party covered his eyes, and the glow at the bottom of his eyes could not be concealed at all, and no matter how noble the god was, he was afraid that one day he would fall into a demon.
is so faint, staring at the little soft baby who covers his face.
Step by step, he approached.
Little by little, the little doll's ears are pointed, and little by little they are painted a pale crimson.
From time to time, she tipped lightly, as if trying to catch his footsteps.
Bo Qibao just stood in front of her.
I heard her swallow obviously.
It's so fragrant.
Without clothes, it was even more fragrant, Ah Chan covered his eyes with his little hands, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.