He used all his self-control to let her out of bed, and the two of them took turns to go to the toilet to wash. She came over temporarily, and after washing her face without any skin care products, she had to use a bottle of his Dabao to deal with it indiscriminately. She is very white, with a thin stratum corneum, and you can see the blood vessels around the eyes under the skin. There are a few mischievous faint freckles on the wings of the nose and chin. He stood outside the toilet door, unable to break the habit of pinching her chin with his hands. She stood on the steps, almost looking down at his face, feigning to be angry, and she couldn't help but pout and laugh. Just now, she took the initiative to kiss her over under expediency, and he felt that he had to thank the third child for his sudden visit. Her psychological defenses always needed a little accelerant to break through. He stubbornly stood at the door of the toilet and refused to leave, looking up at her, and finally she kissed him quickly with a red face, and the next second she hugged his neck with both hands, and her chin was tightly pressed on the back of his shoulder, sticking to him and refusing to look up.

The three and two of them haven't gotten up yet, and it is estimated that they were cold and tired yesterday, and they haven't rested well. The little sister walked around on tiptoe, for fear of disturbing their rest.

He went out to buy some breakfast and happened to go to her dormitory to help her get clothes. A girl downstairs in the fourth house hid at him, a girl who had directly expressed his affection for him, he knew that it was the same senior sister of the little junior sister. Seeing him holding a bag of girls' clothes in his hand, he asked him with his eyes.

He didn't want to respond. He didn't want irrelevant people to know anything. Nodding his head and leaving. But the girl quickened her pace and followed.

He slowed down slightly and glanced at the girl.

You, with that rock rock?

Zhang Heng didn't like the tone of her voice very much, and even more disgusted that she obviously mentioned the name of her little girl with disdain. He would call her by name in a variety of tones, even if it was deliberately harsh and even by name. Today this girl made him very unhappy.

He frowned, glanced at the other party, and walked forward without responding. The other reached out and grabbed his arm.

He quickly flashed her hand away and turned to stand still in front of the girl.

He seldom gets so angry. The girl first offended his little girl, and now she is unrelentingly entangled. Once when she pursued him, although he didn't accept it, he didn't dislike it in his heart, after all, the girl behaved calmly and politely. Today's situation made it difficult for him to remain cold as usual.

What do you want to say?

Zhang Heng was reluctant to go around in circles.

She doesn't deserve you. What is she better than me?

The girl's tone was agitated.

Zhang Heng put one hand in his pocket, and although he was facing the girl, he frowned and looked at the girl's feet. Then he looked up at her.

Please keep your distance from me in the future. The two of us have nothing to do with you. I'm not obligated to explain it to you. You may not like it, my girl, but please maintain a minimum of respect. Her name is not something anyone can call casually.

On the way back, Zhang Heng was a little depressed, and smoked two cigarettes in a row. I paused downstairs before opening the door and going upstairs.

The little girl was watching TV by herself, watching him come in, kicking and tapping and running over to pick up the things in his hand. He changed his shoes, and she set breakfast on the table. Leaned over again, sniffing around on him. He suddenly felt a little weak, thinking that the girl would be caught just touching him like that?

Brother, how many cigarettes did you smoke?

It turned out to be the smell of smoke.

Two? Three? Why?

When you enter the house, the smell of smoke is stronger than the smell of cold air.

Does the cold air still smell?

What a living treasure, this is the first time he has heard this statement in his life.

Yes. Warm is a kind of sweet smell, and cold is a very sweet taste.

He went into the back room to take off his coat, and listened to her talk about her smell theory, and he was in a good mood, and the awkwardness just now was shut out. When I turned around, I saw her standing at the door with hot water, wearing his pajamas in the open air, like a well-behaved and obedient little daughter-in-law. She raised her glass at him and motioned for him to come and drink. He walked over to take the cup, took her in his arms and walked to the table.

Just now you still had the smell of being unapproachable, but now it's gone.

He was secretly frightened. The little girl Bingxue is smart.

Bought her favorite tofu brain fritters. Two people eat opposite each other. I won't talk about it anymore. If he doesn't say it, she won't ask. Just like last time she was unhappy, he just took her to play, she didn't say anything, she didn't force her. She didn't say anything in bed just now, he made it difficult for her in every possible way, and she still bit her mouth. It's no use pushing her.