Chapter 165: My idols have been trained for 40 again
His previous thoughts of dragging this kid out of bed collapsed in an instant.
Feel the soft and slightly cool fingertips of children.
This kind of casual touch in the understatement only made the inexplicable emotions in his heart even more restless.
Like soft cotton wool, the soft touch makes people almost subconsciously breathe lighter, not daring to touch too hard, for fear that the soft touch will float away lightly.
So I just gently closed my fingers and felt the soft touch in my hand.
Sheng Junshu's body didn't move, and he looked at the side face of the child and unconsciously became distracted.
Qinghui felt that his little paw was being held, and he didn't open his eyes, so he subconsciously twitched out.
Didn't twitch.
Subconsciously thought of the situation when his little hand was stuck in the hole last night.
Qinghui instantly cleared up and opened his eyes.
A pair of big godless eyes, still a little foggy and sleepy, just like the man who was half-squatting at the head of the bed just now, and now almost half-kneeling at the head of the bed.
Sheng Junshu looked at Qinghui's big eyes, and instantly widened a little.
It was like being frightened.
He realized that when Qinghui was about to withdraw his hand just now, he almost subconsciously held the little girl's hand, and unconsciously rubbed it in his hand.
Sheng Junshu: ......
This action is a bit too improper.
It's a kid, it's a kid, it's a kid!!
Sheng Junshu, what are you thinking about right now?!
Sheng Junshu came back to his senses abruptly and subconsciously let go.
Then the wrist was quickly grappled, and then a black shadow instantly pressed up.
He was half-kneeling, and his center of gravity was already unstable.
How can I catch Qinghui who pounced at this time.
Directly poured back by Qinghui.
He struggled to roll over so that his head didn't hit the ground directly.
The little girl was already sitting on his waist, one hand pressed his shoulder, the other hand pressed his wrist, the white little face was soft and deceitful, but the momentum was sufficient, the long black hair fell down, her body leaned forward slightly, and a few strands fell on his hand and face.
The slightly itchy touch made Sheng Junshu's fingers curl up slightly, and the fingertips seemed to still have the touch of the little girl's fingers just now.
Something is too wrong now.
Feel the sweet and soft breath of Qinghui approaching across the board, especially the delicate skin close in front of you.
Half of the warm sunlight outside the window fell from the beautiful pupils.
Even if the little girl's eyes don't have any brilliance, they look quite bright.
Her voice was soft and cute, and she was a little milky like a little tantrum when she just woke up, "What are you doing?" ”
Then she tilted her head to the side, her big eyes narrowing, and as she moved her head sideways, the strands of her hair pressed closer to his cheek, allowing her to smell the sweet and fruity shampoo she was using.
Sheng Junshu's eyes became more and more dark, his body froze slightly, and he didn't move, letting the children spread joy on him.
The little girl raised her fair and delicate chin in a natural tone.
"Are you—"
Sheng Junshu breathed tightly.
I saw the little girl nod decisively, "You want to sneak attack me!" ”
You're really bad at learning!!
Light coffee: ......
Sheng Junshu was choked in one breath, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, the reason that suppressed emotions has almost collapsed completely.
Sheng Junshu clenched his fists slightly, trying not to let Qinghui see the clues.
Then I thought about what I promised my brother.
Beautiful black eyes, mood is obscure.
Well, things seem to be a little bit of a little bit bad.