President Ba’s Little Rose

Shen Xizhi's lips directly pressed against his side face.

Joe rolled his Adam's apple, sticking out the tip of his tongue, licking the water stains off the corners of his lips.

The girl still wrapped his neck and didn't let go, with her forehead pressed against his face, with a grieved cry in her voice: "No, brother?"

Qiao Zong frowned irritably.

Can't help but explode in my heart.

Didn't the **** ask knowingly! At this time he said yes, isn't that just a beast!

Even though he wanted to be a beast, Qiao Zong still exhausted all his willpower and pulled away Shen Xizhi's hand holding his neck. His voice was low and hoarse, rubbing his throat, and it was a little itchy in Shen Xizhi's ears: "No."

Shen Xizhi let out a disappointed "Oh".

The little girl was holding a wrist by him, and looked at him ignorantly.

In those Qing Lingling eyes, the look was innocent and pure.

It's like a child who doesn't understand anything, looking at the world. There is no likes or dislikes, just with no offensive curiosity.

Qiao Zong raised his hand and grabbed his scalp hard. Reluctantly suppressed the restlessness in my heart.

He pushed Shen Xizhi away, took a step back, raised his hand and pulled at the neckline, the skin on his neck was in contact with the air, and Qiao Zongfang felt his mind clearer.

He said solemnly: "Put your shoes on."

The little girl didn't react for a moment.

Qiao Zong reminded again: "Slippers."

The little girl pursed her lower lip slowly, and slowly put on her slippers. She stood up from the sofa, her cheeks flushed with pink powder, and stood in front of the sofa without moving.

Qiao Zong pressed his eyelids at the base of his palm, and said patiently: "Take the pajamas, take a bath, and then go to sleep, you know?"

It was probably too irritable, and Qiao Zong's tone seemed very impatient. Shen Xizhi was stunned for three full seconds, and then tears filled her eyes.

The girl lowered her head aggrievedly, her thoughts were dull, her eyes were covered with tears, she stared at the sofa for a long time, but couldn't see where the sofa was.

The scene in front of me is blurry and distorted.

Qiao Zong urged her: "Hurry up."

With this sound, it was as if some magic had been cast, and Shen Xizhi's tears began to overflow uncontrollably from his eye sockets. Drop by drop, smashed down, silently on the ground.

There was a small whimper in her throat, and the tip of her nose was sour and astringent.

Qiao Zong raised his eyes in surprise when he heard the sound.

Shen Xizhi's eyes were flushed with redness, teardrops were on his eyelashes, and shattered and crystal light radiated from the light. And her face was already full of tears.

Qiao Zong's expression froze for a moment.

Unexpectedly, she would cry.

It's not that he has never seen Shen Xizhi crying. The last time he refused because of an implicit confession.

And this time...

It's probably that his tone was too aggressive just now.

Qiao Zong hadn't coaxed anyone, he stood there stiffly, his forehead twitched. Seeing the girl crying, it looked like an invisible hand pinched his heart.

And as those tears fell, that hand kept tightening.

Until I couldn't breathe, a sense of suffocation emerged in my heart.

Joe took a deep breath, then let it out slowly.

He put the glass in his hand on the coffee table, walked over, took Shen Xizhi's hand, softened his voice and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Shen Xizhi raised his eyes, glanced at him with wet eyes, and shook his head stubbornly.

Qiao Zong frowned.

Shen Xizhi pulled his hand away from the palm of his hand, wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his hand, and then blinked vigorously.

Without the cover of tears, Shen Xizhi could clearly see the things on the sofa now.

She reached for her pajamas, but Qiao Zong grabbed her wrist first.

Shen Xizhi's temper came up, and she worked hard with her hands against him.

The next moment Qiao Zong's fingertips pressed against the corners of her eyes and gently rubbed them. The light in front of her eyes was blocked, Shen Xizhi blinked her eyelashes, her eyes rolled, and glanced at the person beside her.

Qiao Zong's fingertips were warm, because they were wet with water just now.

Shen Xizhi wanted to avoid it. She obviously should lose her temper, but when she saw the man's expression, she couldn't look away. Qiao Zong's expression seemed to be smiling, but it seemed to suppress pain.

Shen Xizhi couldn't tell what expression this was.

Until a warm thing is attached to the auricle.

Qiao Zong's breath was sprayed in the sockets of her ears, and her breath was moist and itchy, a little numb. He reluctantly said: "When you wake up from alcohol, you can do whatever you want, don't be angry."

Shen Xizhi pursed the corner of her lips, digesting these words.

Qiao Zong pecked at the corner of her eye, and patiently coaxed someone: "Don't cry, it's ugly to cry."

The word "ugly" stimulated Shen Xizhi's nerves.

Shen Xizhi was electrocuted and said with a blown air: "You are ugly!"

However, maybe she was drunk, the little girl's voice was very small, and she didn't feel fierce when she heard it, but rather soft and sweet.

Qiao laughed dumbly.

As soon as the girl's emotions relaxed, the hand that clamped his heart seemed to loosen suddenly, and his breathing became much lighter.

"Well, I'm ugly."

Qiao Zong said frankly.

After he finished speaking, he patted Shen Xizhi's head twice, and said, "Little girl, can you go to have a bath?"

The girl's eyes were still a little red, and she replied, "Okay."

Shen Xizhi faintly took her pajamas into the bathroom. The bath water was already in the bathtub. She lay in and closed her eyes. He was soft and weak.

She leaned her head against the bathtub and moved her fingers, only feeling sleepy.

The family education is strict, she rarely drinks, let alone drunk.

Shen Xizhi couldn't tell what it was like. It seemed to be drunk, but it seemed that he was not drunk. She could understand Qiao Zong's words, but her nerves seemed to be paralyzed by alcohol, and her thinking slowed down.

The various sense organs on the body also seem to be weakened.

She just wanted to find a place to be paralyzed and get a good sleep.

I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to do anything.

In my mind, I remembered in a daze that when she was very young, her cousin Shen Qingyi loved to drink and smoke. Basically, she would get drunk once in three or two days.

Shen Xizhi heard people say that drinking alcohol hurts her body, so she went to persuade Shen Qing to translate like an adult and drink less wine.

At that time, Shen Qingyi was half crooked on the promenade, leaning against the pillar, carrying a half-drinked wine bottle in his hand, and there was more than half of the wine in the bottle.

Hearing Shen Xizhi's question, Shen Qingyi did not answer.

The children are not reluctant, so Shen Qing has to translate one hundred reasons for having to drink.

Shen Qingyi was so annoyed by her that she pulled the child's ears and told her with an unkind expression that once drunk with alcohol is like a dead one. After waking up, people will regain a new life.

She didn't understand, she frowned at her ears, wondering why.

It is probably because the child looks very pitiful when he is in distress. Shen Qing translated and said compassionately. Because of the troubles, the pressure of the heart is out of breath, and sometimes he feels that he can’t live anymore, so drink some wine to relax life. , Wake up after drunk, it is a new life again.

Shen Xizhi seemed to understand but not.

Finally, Shen Qingyi said, but the person you can't forget the first time, no matter how many times you get drunk or how many times you are born, you can't forget.

At this moment, Shen Xizhi's head began to hurt, her eyelids began to fight, and her body began to weaken, she suddenly understood what Shen Qing meant.

How many times she has been drunk, it is impossible to forget Qiao Zong.

She liked the people she liked at first sight, how many times she was born again, and when she saw it next time, she would still like it.

There will never be exceptions.

I don't know how long it has passed, Shen Xizhi just soaked in the bathtub and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

In the confusion, it seemed that someone took a soft towel and wiped all the water stuck on her body. After a short period of turbulence, at the end, there was a light feather-like thing that touched her forehead.

Shen Xizhi hadn't dreamed this night, a very light mint scent lingered on the tip of his nose.

She slept very peacefully.

When she woke up, the dazzling eyes shone through the glass and spilled on her eyelids. Shen Xizhi closed her eyes, raised her hand, covered her eyelids with the back of her hand, and rolled over.

She kept her eyes open, rubbed her cheek against the pillow, and then stopped.

The body froze for an instant, and his breathing stopped.

Shen Xizhi's eyes rolled.

This is an unfamiliar room, with white sheets and duvet covers, snow-white walls, log wardrobes, and the doors are dyed lacquer red.

What happened last night poured into her mind little by little.

She was drunk and called Shen Qingyi.

It was Qiao Zong who came to pick her up. Qiao Zhannan sent her home, but took her back to his own home. And then, she asked Qiao Zong if she could...

Qiao Zong raised his hand to cover his face, the red color crawled from the base of his neck to his cheeks, and finally his face and ears became flushed.

What did she do last night! Why do you get a brainstorm and ask Qiao Zong that kind of question!

And how did Qiao Zong answer?

When she wakes up, she can do whatever she wants.

Shen Xizhi sat up abruptly from the bed, grabbed his hair, stepped on slippers, and went to open the door of the room.

She didn't watch the time, it's just that the light was too bright and it was too early to watch.

There is a person sitting in the living room.

Shen Xizhi held his breath and went to see what the person looked like.

He was wearing a set of dark blue silk pajamas, sitting on the sofa with a notebook resting on his lap, and tapping on the keyboard with his fingertips, pausing occasionally, staring at the content on the computer.

On the bridge of his nose, there is a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, making that handsome face look gentle and elegant.

His expression was indifferent and serious, and there was a faint fragrance of books between his eyebrows and eyes.

Shen Xizhimao moved her waist, took a step back, grabbed the door frame, and tried to close it.

The man sitting on the sofa raised his eyes as if he was in a sense. Those peach blossom eyes are separated by a layer of lenses, deep and charming. Those eyes were slightly narrowed, and the eyebrows were gentle and narrow, and asked her with a chuckle: "Zhizhi, are you awake?"

Shen Xizhi's heart hung up.

Her fingers tightened, her fingertips scratched on the door panel, muttering something quietly.

Qiao Zong didn't hear clearly, he frowned lightly and asked: "What? Brother didn't hear clearly."

"..." Shen Xizhi didn't hide at all, walked out of the room directly, and said in a huff: "Just forget it if you don't hear it clearly."

Qiao Zong stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "No, brother actually heard it clearly."

Shen Xizhi puffed up her mouth and said provocatively, "Then, Qiao Zhannan, what did you hear?"

Qiao Zong closed the notebook on his lap and pushed the frame of the frame. When his white fingertips touched the frame with the gold thread, there was an inexplicable visual impact.

Shen Xizhi looked away awkwardly.

A faint smile appeared on Qiao Zong's lips, and he slowly said: "Zhizhi said, "I'm awake, and I want to do something to my brother that can only be done in spring."