Chu Ci probably also sensed something on his lips, poked out his little tongue and licked it slightly at the corner of his lips, licked the cream a little, and then bit the puff the size of a fist in his hand.

In an instant, the full vanilla-flavored cream overflowed again, and once again stained the corners of the little girl's lips.

It's like a big ball holding a small ball and gnawing on it, and the big ball is so gnawing that his eyes are squinting with a smile.

The air was sweet with vanilla and cream, soft and sweet, exactly like the feeling of this little girl.

Hao Ya couldn't help laughing, "The program of the competition is relatively tight, and you will come to my studio first when you practice dancing these days." ”

Chu Ci nodded.

Time is indeed relatively tight, and for Chu Ci's dance, he is considered a halfway monk, even if he has the blessing of the system, he can't grow into a dancer all at once.

But this is an opportunity in the end, with Chu Ci's current dance level, it is not ashamed to take it out, and it can also be a name for hard work.

Many days have passed, and during this time, Chu Ci has been practicing dance in Hao Ya's studio, and Hao Ya simply mentioned on Weibo that she was going to be on the show this time, and posted a few photos of Chu Ci practicing dance on Weibo, and then there was no news quietly.

Let a group of mother fans who finally found the organization scratch their ears and cheeks.

After that, Yan Chao was groggy for two days, and the fever went down completely, but his throat was hoarse, and the sequelae of the cold were quite serious.

Sitting on the sofa, Yan Chao blew his nose with a tissue, held his mobile phone in his other hand, coughed lightly twice, put the used tissue aside, and the tip of his nose was blown red.

A pair of black eyes looked at the photos posted by Hao Ya on his phone with a little dim light.

The little girl in the picture has big eyes slightly drooping, trying to make movements, even from the photo can be seen that her skin is white and shiny, and the semi-transparent dark purple sequin nail polish on her nails highlights this fairness to the fullest.

Pretty......

Yan Chao pursed the corners of his lips and pressed and held to save.

This behavior is like a perverted idiot, who stays in front of his mobile phone whenever he has time, searching for Chu Ci's photo emojis everywhere.

Thinking so, he pulled another tissue and blew his nose expressionlessly.

Although the sequelae were a bit serious, Yan Chao's brain had basically regained consciousness after the fever subsided, and he was more and more sure that he felt different.

I didn't feel it good before, but when I felt the feeling of wanting to touch it, it was even more flooded.

The latest episode of "Food Journey" has not yet been broadcast, and the little girl has just gone to participate in the new show, which means that the little girl is busy during this time, not only can she not see each other, but she can't watch it on other platforms for the time being.

can only barely survive on the old grain of Balabala.

Yan Chao threw the mobile phone in his hand to the side, leaned on the sofa, coughed lightly a few times again, and couldn't help muttering quietly, "Okay, come and see me?" ”

To be more specific, it's probably 'I'm dying without porcelain treasures'.

Yan Chao turned over, scooped up the phone again, and pursed the corners of his lips to type on it.

'Twilight: I want to absorb porcelain treasures, ahhhh ’

Yan Chao, who had already made inches of progress and remembered the daily kisses and hugs as something that had to be done, flipped up on Weibo, with two points of seriousness in his dark eyes.

Well, I already owe at least ten shares.