Supreme Stock God

Wang Xijun packed up everything and came out of the kitchen. He saw Zhou Hao sitting on the sofa with his legs folded and reading the newspaper. He looked very attentive and asked, "Why are you suddenly interested in news? Didn't you not read the newspaper before? ?"

Hearing Wang Xijun’s voice, Zhou Hao withdrew his attention from those stocks and companies, and saw Wang Xijun’s pavilion standing in front of him, with the strands of hair still sticking to his forehead due to sweating. Like a hard-working wife, Zhou Hao felt soft in his heart, so he stretched out her hand to sit next to him, and gently helped her straighten out the hair on her forehead. The expression on her face was more focused than she had just read the financial report.

Wang Xijun allowed Zhou Hao to straighten out his hair, his face flushed, and he felt that there were only two people in the room, he and Zhou Hao. There was a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere, but it was very enjoyable.

After Zhou Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead for Wang Xijun, he didn't take it back with his right hand, but followed her to touch her face.

"Don't, don't do it, it makes people itch." Wang Xijun blushed and grabbed Zhou Hao's hand.

Zhou Hao took the opportunity to hold Wang Xijun’s jade hand and stroked it carefully. Although Wang Xijun has been doing housework since he was a child, his hands did not grow thick calluses like ordinary people. Instead, his palms were like warm jade fingers and green onions. Zhou Hao felt that just touching her delicate hands was a kind of enjoyment.

"Xijun." Zhou Hao called her softly.

"Huh?" Wang Xijun's voice was soft, and he turned his face to not look at Zhou Hao.

Wang Xijun's shy appearance is so cute, Zhou Hao's eyes are intently seen, "I heard that you have written my name all over your notebook, is this true?"

When Wang Xijun heard the words, he immediately raised his head with a "ah", her face burned like fire, "Well, no one!" But after seeing the cunning in Zhou Hao's eyes, she said fiercely: " It must be that fellow Zhongcai!"

Zhou Hao laughed and put her in his arms, gently stroking her back with his hands. And Wang Xijun also suddenly forgot about Wang Zhongcai's betrayal, so he fell in Zhou Hao's arms obediently, listening to Zhou Hao's heartbeat from his ears.

Looking deeply at her beautiful eyes, Zhou Hao felt that these eyes were watery and sparkling, like two peerless gems, and his face was reflected on them, as if the whole world there was only one person. . Although Wang Xijun at this time was not as beautiful as he grew up, Zhou Hao felt that Wang Xijun at this moment was more real and could touch his heart more.

Facing Zhou Hao's softer and softer gaze, Wang Xijun's heartbeat speeded up and his body trembled, and then he closed his eyes lightly, and his lips began to be slightly pursed.

(In harmony)

"Don't look!" Wang Xijun hurriedly pulled the shirt down, and covered the spring light on his chest with both hands. Seeing the stunned expression on Zhou Hao's face, Wang Xijun only felt ashamed and unbearable. When he was at a loss, tears flowed out, and he covered his face and started crying "嘤嘤".

Zhou Hao made Wang Xijun cry when he saw it. He was also worried that what he did just now was really excessive, so he quickly rubbed the little porcelain man in his arms and carefully cared for him, "It's all my fault, don't cry, I will Distressed."

Wang Xijun ignored Zhou Hao's words, and just covered his face tightly, crying sadly: "I am a shameless woman...uu... they are right... I am a shameless woman. ..."

Zhou Hao knew that Wang Xijun was thinking of the bad students who bullied her, and he resented why he was so impulsive just now, "Xijun, it's not your fault, it's all my fault, I'm too impulsive. Otherwise, you beat me, You hit me." As he said, he grabbed Wang Xijun's hand and hit himself.

Where was Wang Xijun willing to beat him, but instead looked at Zhou Hao with tears of tears, "Zhou Hao, do you think...I, I am a bad girl?" That look like a face with pear blossoms is really pity for me.

"How come, in my eyes, you are the best girl in the world." Zhou Hao said.

"Really?"

"If I lie, then bless me being hit by a car and being flooded..." Before finishing talking, Wang Xijun hugged him and put his head on his shoulders, "I believe you, I believe you. . If you die, then I won’t live anymore."

Wang Xijun put his head on Zhou Hao's shoulder, and gently smelled his body, "Zhou Hao..."

"Huh?" Zhou Hao also enjoyed this kind of intimacy, and slowly stroked Wang Xijun's back with his right hand.

"Do you think that my...my chest is...too small?" Wang Xijun asked very carefully.

"Huh?" Even though Zhou Hao was born again, he was taken aback by Wang Xijun's question.

Wang Xijun felt as if there were two fires burning on his face, and he didn't dare to lift his head up, so he slept on Zhou Hao's shoulder and whispered, "Because, because Situ Jianying, she said that boys like women with big breasts. , And her **** are... also huge."

"Situ Jianying?"

"It's the girl who was slapped by you just now. She is my classmate." Wang Xijun explained: "She is Situ Jianying, and her father is the director of the Xiangcheng Public Security Bureau."

Hearing what Wang Xijun said, Zhou Hao also recalled the bad girl in his mind. That Situ Jianying was pure and beautiful, and he looked good, but his character was too bad. And she was wearing school uniform at the time, Zhou Hao didn't pay attention to her "big boobs".

"Zhou Hao, tell me, are my **** really small?" Wang Xijun pushed Zhou Hao a bit, and Situ Jianying made fun of her small **** more than once, especially now that she and Zhou Hao have pierced that layer. Paper, so she was very much in Zhou Hao's opinion, for fear that Zhou Hao would hate herself a little bit.

"This..." Zhou Hao smiled, still remembering the spring light on Wang Xijun's chest just now, "You are only fourteen years old this year, you are already pretty good among people your age." He pinched Wang Xijun's nose. "There is still a lot of time to develop. What are you worried about? According to me, when you grow up, your chest must be bigger than that of Situ Jianying." He was telling the truth. Wang Xijun, that Shangwei is quite proud.

Hearing Zhou Hao’s words, Wang Xijun sighed a little, but with a beautiful glance, he stared at Zhou Hao and said, "What did you just say? I am already pretty good among my peers? How do you know that, have you seen anything else? Girl?" As he said, he raised his hips and looked like he was inquiring about sin.

Zhou Hao was taken aback, and quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, no, I only saw you." In his heart, he thought that the women he had seen in it could not be taken seriously, so he was not deceiving Wang Xijun.

"Then do you like me?" This is what Wang Xijun wants to ask the most. The previous ones are just foreshadowing.

"We are all like this, doesn't it mean that I like you?"

Zhou Hao's words made Wang Xijun so sweet, especially the squishy feeling that seemed to come from her chest again, which made her even more shy.

Indeed, she has always been an introverted girl, and she rarely actively speaks to boys in her class. If she didn't really like Zhou Hao, she wouldn't let him do anything to herself just now.

Now that Zhou Hao clearly stated that the relationship between the two was confirmed.

"However, according to your current situation, you should wear a bust, otherwise it will affect your development." Zhou Hao stared at Wang Xijun's slightly bulging chest, and said with a serious expression on his chin.

Wang Xijun naturally knew what the bust was, but it was still very embarrassing to tell such a thing from a boy.

Seeing Wang Xijun's shy appearance, Zhou Hao's heart was about to move again. He posted to Wang Xijun's ear and whispered: "Xijun, or else, let me check your size? Lest you buy an unfit bust. "As he said, he put his hand in her clothes again.

Wang Xijun quickly held down Zhou Hao's hand to prevent him from succeeding, and at the same time glared at him and said, "It's still right on TV. If you are alone in the same room, girls must suffer losses."