How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

The hot pot restaurant was selected by Octopus, and the final decision was still the hot pot restaurant next to the school.

When I heard it, I was taken aback for a moment. I was a little bit shadowy about the hotpot restaurant with a story, but I didn't say anything.

In the evening, the first father and Ms. Deng returned from Hainan, just to pick up Chu Zhi home.

She originally went home once every other week. There were not many things. When she started school, she had a schoolbag and a suitcase.

Hainan was shining brightly. When his first father came to Bi, he was darker than two colors. As soon as he first got on the bus, the door opened and the cold wind rushed in. Ms. Deng shrunk in the back seat and wore a down jacket trembling.

She shuddered and flung over to hug Chu Garden: "Does my baby want mom? I'll tell you to go with us, but you don't want it. Let's go to Hainan for Chinese New Year this year?"

Chuichi let her hold her, lowering her eyes and pursing her lips: "I don't want to go to Hainan for the New Year."

Sensitively aware of her daughter’s low mood, Ms. Deng was a little surprised: "What’s wrong, did the exam fail?"

Chuichi shook his head.

"I quarreled with my roommate or classmate?" Although asked, Ms. Deng was also puzzled. She knew her daughter's character best, and things like quarreling with classmates rarely happened.

Sure enough, Chuichi shook his head.

Ms. Deng paused, and finally tempted: "Has a boyfriend?"

When she asked this sentence, her first father in the driver's seat immediately became alert. Her eyes came from the rearview mirror and her eyes were bright.

"..."

Chuichi felt that he had never seen Comrade Chu Yunfei's sharp eyes.

She pursed her lips slightly, and the natural survival consciousness of small animals made her think for a few seconds, paused for a moment, and finally shook her head guilty.

Upon seeing this, Ms. Deng showed a disappointed expression. His first father was relieved. While driving the car, he said leisurely: "How about such a small talk about love, you have to wait until college graduation."

Ms. Deng looked at him incredulously: "How old are you, Yunfei? How old are you? How could you let someone fall in love after graduating from college? Now you don't start, and the excellent boys will be picked out !"

The first father said calmly and indisputably: "The men who are not waiting for my daughter to run away with other little girls are all blind. What else is there to choose from among these people?"

"What you said makes sense. I thought I was blind, and the high-profile handsome man who was so chasing me was not married to you, the young man Xie Ding."

"You still like to wear sacks."

"Don't talk to me about old antiques from the last century."

The first father smiled and said, "Hehe."

Chuichi: "..."

The original speech was one day later than hers, and it took the last subject the next day to finish the exam, so the hot pot was about the next night.

At the beginning of the day when he returned home, he charged his mobile phone in the study room. A lazy sleeper didn't get up until three days before getting up to wash.

As a result, the phone was smashed by text messages and phone calls.

Brother Lu is overwhelming.

At first, Shuichi's fingers shuddered, and he was afraid to return.

Now calm down and think about it, she felt that yesterday's behavior was a bit naive, impulsive, and somewhat inexplicable.

To be fair, he hasn't done anything wrong since he told her that he likes it. He hasn't even done anything that was outrageous before. He really shouldn't pay for her insecurity.

She had just finished washing, her long hair was hanging loosely, squatting barefoot on the floor of the study, and her hair brushed over the white instep.

Churi threw the phone back on the ground, kneeling on the floor and scratching his chin with a bit of annoyance.

The phone shakes again.

The buzzing sound was particularly clear on the floor. Hakuchi hesitated for a moment and grabbed a glance.

SMS is just two words, even without punctuation-close the door

At first he was stunned for a while, and he didn't respond to what he was talking about.

She tilted her head and leaned against the wall with her mobile phone. As soon as she looked up, she saw two legs hanging down from the study balcony.

There are only two legs, no body, hanging from the balcony of her house, swinging.

At the beginning, Zhili's mobile phone was thrown beside him, almost frightened, and the first reaction was to rush out of the study and call someone.

Before she shouted, the man's remaining half was also exposed. His arm grabbed the railing above and did pull-ups. The muscles on his arm stretched out with force, and the clothing swinged up with the movement. , Showing the abdominal muscles and thin waistline, the mermaid line concealed downward in the pajamas.

He straightened his arms slowly, and finally slowly revealed his neat lines.

Chuichi recognized him.

She shook her hands and climbed up from the ground with rollers, and didn't care about closing the study door. She ran to the balcony and opened the door.

In the winter morning, there was a thin layer of snow outside. When the door opened, the cold wind screamed. At the beginning, Zhili wore only a thin cotton nightdress, and it was frozen uncontrollably. The whole person twitched and cramped.

She ignored the edge of the balcony completely, grasped the railing of the cold snow with her fingers, looked up with wide eyes, and whispered: "You are crazy!? What are you doing!"

Lu Jiaheng still grasped the end of the last railing of his balcony with both hands.

On the 17th floor, he hangs on it. The whole portrait is like a flag waving against the wind. At first glance, he was cold and sweating and his legs were so soft that he could hardly stand.

She almost cried: "Hurry down!"

Lu Jiaheng even smiled with a placating smile at her head.

He exhaled in a low voice, and the hot breath from his breath was scattered in the air. The tip of his tongue stretched out and licked his lower lip. He swayed forward constantly, looking at the timing and letting go.

Hatsumi almost mentioned his throat.

He landed steadily.

His eyes were scared at first. I don't know whether it was because of cold or other reasons. The whole person was shaking. His fingers were holding the balcony railing, and his hands were covered with a layer of snow.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at her thin pajamas and half-legs exposed outside, frowning: "Go in."

The first foot was still soft, and his steps were a bit imaginary.

When I entered the room, I realized it. I hurried to the door of the study and slammed the door of the study. After thinking about it, I closed the lock with my backhand.

Hatsumi took a deep breath, the whole person slowed down a little, and the back of the nightdress was wet with cold sweat, tightly pressed against the back.

Lu Jiaheng followed behind her and closed the balcony door with her backhand.

She turned her head violently, her eyes red and wet, staring at him speechlessly.

The initial anger was unstoppable.

The first father and Ms. Deng did not know whether it was in the living room or the bedroom. She dared not speak loudly, and pressed her voice lowly, panting out of breath: "Are you crazy? Do you know which floor is this? "

Lu Jiaheng stood at the door of the balcony and came over to raise her hand, trying to smooth her hair.

At first, Gardenia turned his head away, dodged, and still glared at him.

Is really anxious.

He hung outside for a while, his fingers were cold, and his body was also cold, and his fingertips brushed the side of her brain, and she was agitated.

Lu Jiaheng closed his hands and pursed his lips: "You ignore me, don't answer the phone, don't answer the news, and don't listen to my explanation."

He was still wearing pajamas and night pants, and his entire temperament looked soft and subdued, and people were not free to soften.

But Chuichi was still very angry. Now he thinks that he was afraid after a while, still staring at him angrily: "You won't knock on the door? Do you have to come down like this?"

"I saw you came back with your uncle and aunt yesterday."

"Then be Spider-Man yourself!"

Lu Jiaheng smiled: "I am your superman."

Chuchi blushed and mumbled: "How come you have such a thick skin."

Lu Jiaheng tried again to touch her head.

He slowly explored his hand, and this time, Hatsumi did not hide.

She didn't sleep well, he already knew that, at this time, her hair was messy, her hair was hanging down, her hair was thin and soft, and she couldn't help but want to knead, rubbing, addicted.

Hakuchi raised his hand and patted it on the back of his hand.

Lu Jiaheng retracted his hand obediently, looked down at her, and suddenly said: "I am very happy."

Hakuchi originally buried his head in an uncomfortable way. Hearing him say this, he was stunned for a while and raised his head blankly, not knowing what to say.

His voice repeated softly, slowly and softly: "You lost your temper with me yesterday, I'm very happy."

Hatsugori came over and looked at him with magical eyes, as if looking at a fool.

"I haven’t liked others. I was afraid that I couldn’t control myself, and scared you away. I was afraid that you didn’t like me. I was worried that you wouldn’t know if you liked me. If I don’t like me, I run away secretly, or I find someone I like more than me. I think I can’t take care of you, I think I’m bad for you, and then I don’t want me,” Lu Jiaheng smiled softly. So you lost your temper yesterday, and I am really happy."

His long eyelashes were drooping, and there was a faint light at the bottom of his dark eyes. "So in fact, I am no different from you. I am also afraid of things you are afraid of."

At first he was stunned.

He leaned over, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and pressed her palm against his chest.

His heartbeat was steady, and once, it passed clearly and powerfully through the warm torso to every nerve ending in her palm.

For a moment, Chuichi felt his heartbeat seemed to coincide with his own.

Bang, Bang, Bang.

Beating together in tandem.

Chu Garden was a little trance, subconsciously wanted to close, but did not want to, just listened to him calmly said: "Chu Garden, here, it has been yours for a long time, whatever you want."

Chuchi blinked and his eyes were moist.

It turns out they are all the same.

They are all the same cautious, the same uneasy, maybe even he is more than her.

She sniffed her nose and rubbed her red eyes: "It's different."

Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.

Chuichi continued: "I can lose my temper, but you can't. If you lose temper with me, I'll press you down on the ground," she looked up fiercely. "Have you seen me fight? I It's a great fight."

"..."

Lu Jiaheng froze for two seconds, straightened up, his upper body leaned back, and laughed out loud.

Hakuchi glared at him with a cheek gang and was very dissatisfied with him. He raised his hand and twisted his arm.

When he was wearing clothes, he couldn't see anything. There was everything on his body. The muscles on his forearm were a little hard, and he didn't pinch.

Lu Jiaheng smiled enough, peach blossom eyes dropped, looked at her with a smile, "Just press on the ground to beat?"

"..."

This person seems to want to change places.

Chuichi thought about it seriously: "It's okay to press on the wall."

Lu Jiaheng gave a slow and long "Oh" sound.

His lips twitched slowly, the last minute of seriousness was gone, and the smile looked harsh and ambiguous: "Anything on the wall is fine. You pick it. Is there anything else you like?"

Chuichi looked at him unknowingly, a little bit incomprehensible, and after a while, he blushed slowly.

She grabbed her ears and hurriedly took two steps back, glaring at him, just about to speak, and the door of the study rang loudly.

Immediately followed by Ms. Deng's voice: "Baby, come out to eat, what are you doing inside, and lock the door!"

Chuichi: "..."

Lu Jiaheng: "..."

The author has something to say:

Warmly celebrate the master's second arrest

Sorry, I really like to write about catching **** (.