There was no big expression on that little face, if you had to describe it, Qiao Sirui looked at it carefully, and probably saw a little bit of capital life from Chu Ci's eyes.

Then the little girl yawned, a little bit of crystal overflowed, stained on the little girl's eyelashes, those eyes were also extremely good-looking, as if they had just been washed with water, clear and beautiful, because the two were a little close, when they yawned, Chu Ci inhaled very deeply, and the little milk sound that Chu Ci inhaled deeply made Qiao Sirui, who was already immersed in Chu Ci's voice, tremble violently in his heart, and then slowly exhale with Chu Ci's breathing.

Chu Ci raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, wiped away the tears that he had just squeezed out of his eyes because of yawning, and there seemed to be a funny smile on the corner of his lips, looking at Qiao Sirui in front of him like this, his voice was still vague, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he looked at him with half-squinted eyes, "How is this class?" ”

"It's fine." Qiao Sirui raised his eyebrows, spoke, and waved the notebook he brought by the way, he had already taken half a class, and this person had memorized something in his notebook, although the handwriting was a little sloppy, but it could be seen that he had indeed listened.

"You actually listened?"

Seeing that the little girl's eyes widened slightly, and her small body leaned over to look at the notebook in his hand, Qiao Sirui's eyes were slightly dark, and he looked at Chu Ci's face a little sleepy.

The little girl's face was not very good-looking yesterday, and today's face is still slightly white, and when I heard the little girl call yesterday, I naturally knew that the little girl was sick.

The room was a little hot, she was sweating, a little silk stuck to her forehead, and the smell of fresh milky shower gel on her body was as soft and sweet as cake cream, which made people feel extra comfortable.

Qiao Sirui, who has never liked sweets very much, feels that it is not unreasonable for sweets to make people feel happy for the first time.

'Josley Love +2, currently 17. ’

The notebook in her hand has been taken by Chu Ci, and she flipped through two pages casually, because of her movements, so the two couldn't help but get a little closer, Qiao Sirui raised his eyebrows slightly, let Chu Ci move, and then raised his hand to pick off the few strands of silk that Chu Ci glued to his forehead very naturally.

The faint smell of lemon on his body suddenly got a little closer, with the burning heat between him, so gently skimming her forehead, Chu Ci raised his eyes to look at him.

This person didn't feel that people were getting a little close to each other, leaning on the back of the chair like this, the young master of the capital had an extremely nice tone, and the sound he carried from time to time made people can't help but have a feeling that he was chuckling and teasing himself.

But in fact, it's just his usual lazy talk.

"I heard you've been sick lately?" Qiao Sirui opened his mouth and asked, still holding a wisp of Chu Ci's slightly sweaty silk in his hand, but this time he didn't dare to drag it like before, so that the little girl was fried, so he raised his hand to pin Chu Ci behind her ear.

"It was a little burned before, but now it's better." Chu Ci returned the notebook in his hand to him, then nodded in response, shrank back, and sat down in his chair.

The corners of Qiao Sirui's lips pursed, and his eyes swept over her.