Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"I...I'm not nervous!" His voice trembled a little, and he said that he was not nervous.

He discovered that his little girl had pierced ears and took a light bite.

"Hmm~"

So can't she touch her ears? A glimmer of gloom flashed in Qin Anzhen's eyes.

Hang around here more carefully.

"Study...long, don't...want."

He kissed along the outline of the cheek, gently picked her up, and took her to sit in the kitchen.

She blushed to eat and looked down at him embarrassedly.

Qin Anzhen felt like she liked her more and more. He liked her blushing face, the way she pitifully shouted for her senior, like her looking at her with light eyes, and she liked her quiet and soft way more.

Qin Anzhen’s dishes are very general to tell the truth.

But it's not unpalatable, it's okay anyway, but it's much better than others.

She eats very delicately, but she is dissatisfied with her speed, her mouth is bulging, cute, and she eats like a hamster.

Qin Anzhen kept staring at her after eating.

Ruan Xihe wanted to pretend to be invisible, but it would be too embarrassing for a boy to stare at you for dinner like this.

The face that was visible to the naked eye was red.

"Don't look at me."

"You are my girlfriend, I don't look at you, do you want me to see other little girls?" Qin Anzhen teased her deliberately.

"No!" The little girl was really anxious.

This kind of anxiety makes people feel sweet, because like is possessive.

"Why not?" The smile in his eyes grew heavier.

"Ah, Qin Anzhen, please be angry with me!" The little girl was angry now, she was too cute.

He walked over and picked her up, coaxing softly: "Now I don't even call the senior, call my name, eh?"

"Humph!" The little girl snorted without speaking, and buried her in her arms.

"I just teased you, you are so angry, I don't look at other little girls, I just look at my little Ruan Ruan." Qin Anzhen said with a smile.

"Huh ╯^╰!"

"Hey, I was wrong, can I apologize to my little princess on her knees?"

"Huh ╯^╰"

Qin Anzhen is not a troublesome person, but to coax her, he feels soft in his heart. There is really no way to describe the feeling, and it is bulging.

"Come, let Xiao Qinzi feed my noble concubine, come~"

"Puff chuff~"

This made people laugh.

"Xiao Ruan is so beautiful to smile." He leaned over and kissed the corner of the little girl's mouth.

After dinner, she helped clean up together.

Qin Anzhen felt that this feeling was really good. He hadn't thought about getting married before his age, but now he thought about it a little bit, but she was still young and could wait a few more years.

Going to clean up the guest room consciously, Qin Anzhen carried the quilt over, leaving the master bedroom for Ruan Xihe to sleep.

Ruan Xihe is now nesting in a small study to do homework.

He has more homework in the third year of high school, but the pressure is not that great. The archaeology department of B big has taken a fancy to him early and has to admit him in advance, but he said that he wanted to stay for another semester.

But now that there is a little girl, he can take the college entrance examination normally before leaving, and accompany her for another semester. This little petite bag must be watched by someone else, otherwise he will always worry about her being bullied.

Glancing at her book, she was writing mathematics, but it was a little troublesome to solve this problem in this way. He still had a way to write two steps less.

"There is another solution to this problem, two steps less."

"How to solve it?" The little girl's eyes lit up and looked at herself.

What I wanted to say, I wanted to tease her now: "It's no good I can't remember it."

"Then what good do you want!"

She is so innocent, so cheating, he has the illusion that he has stained this white paper with his own hands, and his heart is trembling.

"Sit on me and take the initiative to kiss me." When he said this, his throat was a bit itchy and his voice was very dumb. In addition, now that the night has fallen, the inexplicable atmosphere is stuck.

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