Chapter 297: An Xiaomi, who practiced yoga hard
An Xiaomi took Bai Yaya, who was a little confused, to the upper floor of the bedroom.
In the corridor, An Xiaomi looked at Bai Yaya with a drunken face, and felt that she was all soft, like a top-notch marshmallow, which made people love it.
If you sleep in the winter, it must be very comfortable.
After all, he also brought such a big hand warmer.
This is indeed a very cute girl.
An Xiaomi looked at her and wanted to take advantage of this time to ask her if she liked Xu Zhimu or not.
Drink and spit out the truth.
Just when An Xiaomi was about to speak, Bai Yaya blew a little cool breeze in the aisle, which made Bai Yaya a little sober, and she turned her head to look at An Xiaomi: "Thank you...... Hu, I'll come back......"
Talking is still a little confused.
An Xiaomi smiled, forget it, such a cute girl, she couldn't bear to bully her, and gently touched her forehead: "It's all friends who should be, I'll send you back to the dormitory."
Bai Yaya's bedroom An Xiaomi also came once or twice, and her roommate also poked his head curiously when he entered the door.
An Xiaomi nodded to them, and then helped Bai Yaya to bed.
Bai Yaya would fall on the bed and want to sleep, An Xiaomi directly pulled the quilt to cover her, but her eyes unconsciously looked at her gifted parts.
To be honest, An Xiaomi has always been puzzled, how could such a small person have such perverted strength?
Could it be a pad...... Or is it a rumbling one?
An Xiaomi looked around, and there were curtains on the girls' beds, and she gently closed the curtains.
Then looking at the cute girl who was lying down and falling asleep, unguarded, An Xiaomi rubbed her hands a little excitedly.
A few seconds later, An Mi lifted the curtain, and her eyes were a little blank.
She walked down the hallway of the women's dormitory and looked down at her chest again.
It turned out to be true......
God is so unfair.
An Mi returned to her bedroom and changed into her pajamas.
Miao Qingqing drilled her head out and asked her, "Xiaomi, didn't you say that you went to dinner with Xu Zhimu today?" How's it going? ”
"It's okay."
An Xiaomi took out the yoga mat from her locker and spread it directly on the balcony.
"What yoga do on the big night?" Miao Qingqing didn't understand.
"You don't understand."
An Mi spoke softly, this is a clever trick that her mother told her to promote secondary development.
Even if you can't catch up with Bai Yaya, it's not completely impossible to catch up with her......
Miao Qingqing's eyes rolled: "I heard that Yuga is actually an astringent posture in India...... It is also said to promote the development of bears. ”
An Xiaomi naturally knows these rumors, of course, these are all fabrications, the real yoga is actually a kind of human body culture, only posture or something...... It can only be said that the XP developed by humans is too peculiar.
Miao Qingqing muttered to herself: "I don't want to practice these, it's a burden to grow so big, and it's easy to have sore shoulders, except for those squeezy boys who will like it, don't cheap them......"
An Xiaomi listened to her nagging and looked back at Miao Qingqing's pitiful chest.
In fact, this theory of girls is like what a boy says when facing some muscular men, "You must eat protein powder to practice", "What's the use of practicing such a big body, punching me is not to kneel down and beg me not to die?" "Over-fitness is unhealthy and only attracts men"
These are theoretically the same, and most of them are said to be sour because they can't eat grapes.
And if a guy doesn't even want to take advantage of you, that's the real failure.
An Mi loosened her hair, and a hand-woven colored headband was placed on the table by An Mi.
……
Back to the company.
After taking a shower, the elementary school sister took the clothes they had changed and folded them, and then took the small blanket from the backyard and spread it on the bed.
Xu Zhimu also went to take a bath, and when he came out, he saw that the junior sister was already leaning on the head of the bed and looking at the account book.
"Ai Concubine, I'm coming."
Xu Zhimu lifted the quilt, and it was already warm and comfortable, all of which were the smell of the junior sister's body, as well as the smell of shampoo and shower gel.
"My hair hasn't been completely dried yet."
Xu Zhimu touched her hair and found that it was still a little wet.
"It'll dry after a while, and it's troublesome to blow your hair long......"
"This can't be done, it's about to start winter now, it's easy to catch a cold if your hair doesn't dry, come and sit in my arms, I'll blow it for you."
Liu Ningqing looked at him and remembered the last time he sat in his arms.
It's a bit of a hot face.
Xu Zhimu picked up the hair dryer on the bedside table and turned it into hot air.
"Is this temperature okay?"
"Hmm."
Liu Ningqing still sat in his arms with a red face, in fact, girls still like to be in their boyfriend's arms, just like a kitten has finally found its own warm and safe nest.
Xu Zhimu gently helped the junior sister blow her hair.
The girl's hair is equivalent to a second life, black and soft, as fine as silk, falling like a waterfall to her waist.
Even in the roots, there is not a single sign of dryness or forking.
"Have you tried short hair before?" Xu Zhimu suddenly asked, I always feel that the appearance of the junior sister's short hair must have another flavor.
"Before...... I cut it once when I was in junior high school. ”
"Why did you cut it?"
Liu Ningqing's bright eyes fell into memory, and she said softly: "Because, my mother left that year, and the family has no money...... I cut my hair and sold it......"
Xu Zhimu blew his hair, and the junior sister said this in a very calm tone, as if she was talking about this very ordinary thing.
But the more this happened, the more distressed Xu Zhimu felt in his heart.
Hair is so important to girls, for a little money to cut their hair that they have worked hard for a few years to cut and sell for money.