Chapter 7: Sickness

Because the door was very soundproof, it couldn't be heard from the outside at all, and she didn't dare to get out of bed, for fear that he would get angry and ...... her legs

"Xiao Momo remembers well, but it's twelve o'clock now, and it's the next day, look at how punctual I come, Xiao Momo praise me."

The young man groped for the villain on the bed and took her in his arms.

"How did you get in?" With so many guards outside, how could he.

"Little Momo, I'll tell you a secret, I have miraculous skills."

An Xingmo didn't believe it, just him, he had a head.

No, he has a devil.

"Little Momo, I told you a secret, and you have to promise me a condition." The young man's peach blossom eyes seem to have been calculated.

"The last photo I took was too few in style, I'm going to take a few more of them, set them up, and hang them on the wall of my room." The boy was suddenly very excited.

An Xingmo finally couldn't help it, "You're sick, you devil." ”

The young man not only did not get angry with her words, but smiled harmlessly, "How does Xiao Momo know that I am sick, let me tell you, my illness is only for Xiao Momo, isn't it a great honor." ”

The boy touched her head and ran it through her hair, as if to soothe a fried rabbit.

A kiss landed on her lips.

brush, the first reaction was: he didn't even wear a mask.

It was in the dark, but the boy was already aware of her reaction.

"Little Momo wants to know what I look like?" The boy's thin lips gradually kissed her little ears.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to see if you're handsome." An Xingmo shrank her head, not wanting him to kiss her ears, it was very uncomfortable and itchy.

"Yes, wake up, if you can still see me, I'll show you." Kiss slowly downward.

The air was full of femininity.

The little man on the bed was tossed until daytime.

Warm sunlight squeezed in through the cracks in the curtains and shone on the faces of the sleeping little people on the bed.

An Xingmo moved, opened his sleepy and hazy eyes, and there was no longer him beside the bed.

"Woo, it's annoying, it's a toss in vain, and there's no gain at all." An Xingmo felt in front of him, as if she was like a little white rabbit, at his mercy. and was eaten to death by him every time.

"It's so annoying, I don't want to come, I don't want to come." An Xingmo threw the quilt over and got out of bed.

As soon as he got out of bed, "Hey, it hurts, this devil knows ......" An Xingmo's little face wrinkled, and he suddenly thought of something: Didn't he say he wanted to take pictures, did he take pictures last night?

An Xingmo's heart trembled when she thought about it, anyway, it was already like this, she still admitted it.

After washing, come out.

Living room

Only Mu Yaochen was sitting at the dining table eating.

"Why don't you call me, aunt and uncle?" An Xingmo sat down on the chair, picked up a sandwich and started eating.

"My parents went out for something, but Xiao Momo slept too deeply, and I called just now, but you didn't hear it." Mu Yaochen looked at her with a smile.

brush

"I, I'm probably too sleepy." An Xingmo's little face was unconsciously dyed with a layer of red, and she smiled awkwardly.

"Little Momo doesn't lie at all." Mu Yaochen finished eating and didn't say anything more, not wanting to discuss this issue.

An Xingmo lowered her head lower, so embarrassed.

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School gates

"Listen to the lecture well, come to my office after the fourth class to find me, I want to check if you are listening carefully?"