Jiang Yu didn't notice Jiang's mother's gaze, she yawned and walked over, bent down and took a bite of a peach from the coffee table in the living room, and then turned back to her bedroom.

Jiang Yu returned to the room, walked to the side of the bed and picked up her mobile phone, and then sat cross-legged on the bed.

She clicked into WeChat and saved the dynamic picture sent by Shen Chixiu.

She sent a WeChat message without changing her face.

[Isn't it porridge: is there only one recorded? ] 】

[S: Huh? 】

[Isn't it porridge: no photos or anything? 】

[S: What's wrong?] 】

[Concubine is not porridge: nothing, it's just that there are a few things wrong in the photos you sent, you send a few more photos, I'll help you take a look]

[Concubine is not porridge porridge:/ A serious face.jpg]

The other party didn't know if she was persuaded by her serious words, and after a few minutes, she really sent a few photos.

There is no beauty and no filter, only plush white-haired cat ears, and the delicate and perfect handsome face of the young man.

It's just not too pretty, it's just a crit.

Jiang Yu snorted, and then quickly saved them, and easily changed the wallpaper for her mobile phone screensaver and WeChat chat background.

Jiang Yu sent a screenshot of her wallpaper to Shen Chixiu.

[妯妯 is not porridge porridge: [picture] [picture] [picture] [picture] [picture]]

[Concubine is not porridge: needles don't poke]

Shen Chixiu saw the screenshot sent by Jiang Yu, clicked in and took a look, first stunned, then tactically coughed, and wanted to reach out for water to drink, but there was nothing on the coffee table in front of him, and Shen Chixiu could only get up and go to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water to drink.

Shen Chixiu, who had finished drinking the water, came over, sat on the sofa in the living room, and picked up his mobile phone.

[S: What about mine?] 】

[Concubine is not porridge:? 】

[Concubine is not porridge: what is yours? 】

[S: My wallpaper]

[S: Your photo]

Jiang Yu raised her eyebrows and asked for her photo?

No problem.

Jiang Fei's mobile phone only has the original camera, there is no beauty camera, and naturally there are no special effects.

But you can't do it without special effects.

Jiang Yu immediately went to the app store to download a beauty camera, and then picked and chose from it and picked out a special effect that she was satisfied with.

She held up her phone and began to take a selfie with great skill.

Two minutes, shoot directly.

Jiang Yu sat down and admired the photos she had taken, and then sent the photos to Shen Chixiu with great satisfaction.

[妯妯 is not porridge porridge: [picture] picture [picture] [picture] [picture] [picture] [picture] ]

At the same time, a sentence was also posted.

[Concubine is not porridge: child, is it enough? 】

Shen Chixiu didn't expect Jiang Yu to really send him a photo, he was stunned for a moment, and then clicked in, and when he saw the selfie sent by the girl clearly, his eyes froze, and the roots of his ears were silently red.

The young man sat on the sofa, his eyes lowered and he looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and the reflection of the picture in the mobile phone was reflected in his dark and clear pupils.

The girl in the picture only shows the skin above her collarbone, still wearing suspenders, and only two thin white ropes hang from her snow-white shoulders. She is also a cat special effect, but unlike Shen Chixiu's pure plush kitten ears, Jiang Yu's special effect is a maid cat.

The girl wore a pink maid's headdress on her head, and a pair of black plush cats with pink ears inside.

The girl in the camera holds the camera and winks at him, revealing a ghostly ill-will.

The photo continues to scroll down, and the girl's posing movements are becoming more and more bold and seductive.

Half-kneeling, her pink knees sunk into the soft quilt, she propped her hands on the bed, her waist collapsed, and the little cat maid was staring straight at the camera.

She also stood up, did not slap her face, but turned sideways to the camera, hooked her left foot back, put her left hand on the side of her waist socket, and gestured to the camera.

The girl's skin is already fair, and although the suspender dress is loose, it also vaguely outlines the graceful curve because of the girl's sideways movements.

Six selfies, none of which have repetitive movements.

“……”

His throat tightened, and his throat rolled silently.

The broken hair half covered the young man's dark eyes, and the rolling black at the bottom of his eyes was like an ink pool in the abyss, mixed with a bit of vague danger and desire.

There was silence in the living room, and a cool breeze blew through the half-open window. After Jiang Yu got on the plane, the temperature in Nanshi dropped suddenly, and the wind was blowing outside, and the people in Nanshi went home one after another, changed out of short-sleeved shorts, and changed into long clothes and trousers.

The wind blew and blew the light curtains.

The young man sitting on the sofa suddenly closed his eyes, the back of his neck leaned against the back of the sofa, his broken hair brushed his sideburns and eyebrows, and he seemed to exhale a deep turbidity.

The phone was held in his hand, his fingerbones were tightened, his fingertips were white, and he seemed to be clenching very hard, and the screen was already black.

Shen Chixiu raised his hand, his slender finger bones rested on the angular eyebrow bones, and half of his face was shrouded in shadows.

The slowly opened eyes were revealed in the open fingers, the deep pupils were extremely black, the long eyelashes were half-raised, revealing a bit of lazy and lustful taste, as if waking up from a dream, tired and lazy.

There was silence for a long time, as if everything had quietly calmed down, and the young man's fingertips casually lifted the broken hair on his forehead.

He took a deep breath, then muttered in a hoarse voice.

“…… It's awkward."

At the same time, Shen Chixiu also felt a slight doubt in his heart.

After the relationship is confirmed, the girls are all like this...... Enthusiastic?

But it is undeniable that Shen Chixiu also likes such a Jiang concubine.

He picked up his phone again, opened WeChat, saved all the pictures that the girl had just sent him, and made them into his own mobile phone wallpapers.

After that, Shen Chixiu took a screenshot and was also going to send it to Jiang Yu to see.

Who knows, before his screenshot was sent, the girl sent a few more WeChat messages.

[Concubine is not porridge: why don't you speak? 】

[Concubines are not porridge porridge: what's wrong, isn't it good-looking? ] 】

[Concubine is not porridge: Okay, I know. The cat-eared maid with special effects is still almost meaningful, and when school starts, I'll go to you to wear it for you personally, okay? 】

He held the phone, took a deep breath, and exhaled with a voice that was still trembling faintly.

With the photo sent by the girl before, and because of what she had just said, Shen Chixiu's mind uncontrollably imagined the appearance of the girl wearing a pink and white cat maid skirt.

…… It's just hell

His throat tightened, and he got up again and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of cold mineral water, drank it all, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and then gradually regained his composure.

(End of chapter)