Ji Xingzhi exhaled a breath of turbid air in dejection, why did time pass so slowly...... She really wanted to grow up soon.......

After wiping the medicine, Xiao Moyan did not help Ji Xingzhi cover the quilt, looking at the wound on Ji Xingzhi's bare back, it seemed to be like a crack on a peerless jade, and his eyes moved up, the symbiotic bell was still hanging on Ji Xingzhi's white and tender neck, Xiao Moyan suddenly felt that this bell was a bit of an eyesore.

Glancing at the symbiosis bell, Xiao Moyan covered the plaster, withdrew it into his sleeve, and picked up the book he had read before and flipped through it.

Ji Xingzhi felt that her back was a little cold, and she couldn't wear clothes just after wiping the medicine, otherwise she would wipe off the medicine.

So, Ji Xingzhi came to Xiao Moyan with her upper body naked and cheeky, and wondered: "Uncle Huang, why do you like to read so much?" ”

It seems that most of the time, Uncle Huang is either closing his eyes or reading a book.

Xiao Moyan didn't answer Ji Xingzhi's question, as if she was fascinated by reading a book, just when Ji Xingzhi thought that Xiao Moyan wouldn't answer her and was about to find another topic, a cool voice suddenly sounded: "There's nothing to do." ”

There is nothing to do, commonly known as boredom.

Ji Xingzhi was excited, obviously she was here, but Uncle Huang actually read because he was bored? Isn't she too much of a failure?

"You can look at me!" Ji Xingzhi said without thinking.

Well, as long as it is related to Xiao Moyan, reason and reserve can't match her.

Xiao Moyan's gaze finally moved from the book to Ji Xingzhi's face, his eyes were indifferent, his expression was as usual, and he looked Ji Xingzhi's whole body up and down without changing his face, and finally moved his gaze back to the book, and said lightly: "I'll still read the book." ”

Ji Xingzhi: "......"

Ji Xingzhi's face darkened completely, Uncle Huang, if you don't hurt people like this, you are simply angry and don't pay for your life...

Ji Xingzhi lowered her eyes and glanced at her small body and the two pink dots on her chest, so she was depressed.

Sighing secretly, well, that's true, she had to admit that she really didn't have much to look at.

After the medicine behind her dried up, Ji Xingzhi climbed out of bed and put on her underwear, and then climbed back into bed.

When she turned over from Xiao Moyan, Ji Xingzhi suddenly stopped moving, and simply lay on Xiao Moyan through the quilt, her little head just resting on Xiao Moyan's stomach.

Xiao Moyan didn't know what Ji Xingzhi was thinking, he didn't bother to guess, let Ji Xingzhi lie on him, and he continued to read as if nothing happened, he was reading a boring book, but he felt very reasonable about what was said in it, such as the sentence: "Fate has always been in your own hands, complaining and resentment can only show that you are cowardly and incompetent, if no matter which path you choose to take, you will eventually go in the same direction, then, let yourself become strong, so strong that fate will also fear you." ”

Xiao Moyan was watching, but suddenly felt that the person on his body was trembling slightly, he couldn't help frowning, put down the book in his hand that was about to finish reading, and reached out to carry Ji Xingzhi over the bed and lay on his side, but his hands just touched Ji Xingzhi's armpits, and before he could use force, Ji Xingzhi had already quickly reached out and pulled down the quilt, and his two small hands hugged Xiao Moyan's waist tightly, and put his head on Xiao Moyan's stomach.

Xiao Moyan frowned slightly, and wanted to hug Ji Xingzhi off his body with all his might, but the two little hands around his waist were getting tighter and tighter.

Looking at someone who was stubborn, Xiao Moyan was a little helpless: "Let go." ”

Ji Xingzhi shook her little head, didn't say a word, hugged Xiao Moyan's waist more tightly, and resisted silently.