Chen Si has grown up so old that he has never suffered such an injustice.

He took the base shirt and threw it into the trash can like a piece of clothing. He even stepped on it.

Then, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then he hugged the little girl from behind, rubbing her neck affectionately and coaxed her:

"What little red and little green? There is no other girl, Xiao Yuer, don't blame me."

Jiang Zhiyu snorted coldly from the corner of his lips, not eating his trick at all, and pointed to the trash can at his feet expressionlessly:

"Then, why didn't this be printed on you by me sleepwalking last night?"

Chen Si quickly shook his head: "How could it be?"

His little girl doesn't wear much makeup, and the only few colors he has forced her to pass by.

There is no exaggerated red at all.

The color is too terrifying and it does not defile the pure little girl.

Jiang Zhiyu smiled: "That's really strange. Otherwise, Senior Chen, will you analyze it?"

If you can't hide, you can sit down on the sofa with someone in your arms.

Afraid that his long white legs would distract him, he took the blanket to cover the person:

"Do you still remember the redheaded girl in the milk tea shop last time?"

Jiang Zhiyu learned from it: "I understand, and continue the previous relationship."

The little girl was aggressive and punished her hard, and bit her mouth:

"What's the matter with no previous fate? Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyebrows at him, his lips were bright.

While he was lost, his little hand walked around his waist and abdomen and pinched him hard:

"I won't tell the truth yet."

Chen Si's first encounter was a little irrefutable, and he explained it several times, but at least he was so cooled down and quickly pretended to show weakness:

"Xiao Yang is just an A Dou who can't help him. He fell down after he went there. He also implicated me and didn't sleep well. I couldn't do it anymore. I had a headache. I have to go up and sleep for a while."

Jiang Zhiyu had some last few subjects to review, so he moved away from his thigh, but was pulled back by someone.

The next second, the body soared into the air, and the scoundrel's tone lingered in my ears:

"I hugged you to sleep all night in that place where birds don't poop. I'm very addicted and can't sleep by myself~"

Jiang Zhiyu broke it without hesitation: "I see you sleeping soundly on the bay window."

Without outsiders, I don’t want any face at all:

"What are you talking about? You are not there, you have the smell of you."

-

The serious bed and pillow are shared, the skin is in a blind date, and the atmosphere is a bit subtle.

Chen Si didn't have her clothes here. After taking a shower last night, he casually pulled his sweatshirt in the closet to wear it.

But now as soon as I lay down, my whole clothes ran up.

And her heavy hands were unscrupulously swirling on her legs under the cover of the quilt.

It was itchy and kicked the hand away with one kick. Jiang Zhiyu reached out to grab the man in front of him with his eyes closed and pretended to behave, and pulled it hard, and told him a lesson:

"Can you still sleep?"

Chen Si was caught by the little girl, her hands became honest, and her mouth began to be idle again. She wrinkled her head, took her fingertips, and rubbed her:

"Who makes you so fragrant?"

Jiang Zhiyu pushed his handsome face far away, lifted the quilt and was about to go downstairs:

"I think you are no longer sleepy, no longer playing with you, and you are going to review."

"Don't~" like a scoundrel, she hugged her from behind, narrowed her eyes slightly, her chin was tugging straight into the back of the person's neck, and she said hoarsely:

"I'm really sleepy, sleep with me."

-

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Zhiyu quietly breathed a sigh of relief as he heard the long breath in his ears.

He gently moved the big palm that was stroking her waist, turned around carefully, and faced him.

In front of him was his magnified handsome face.

His vision began to rush around unconsciously.

Perhaps because I didn’t get a good rest last night, a faint blue color appeared in my eyes.

Her thin lips were slightly pursed, as if she was a little unhappy in her dream.

The collar of the home clothes was wide open, revealing the silver fish pendant on his delicate collarbone.

The fingers gently rubbed the pendant, and the love in the eyes was unconcealed.

Jiang Zhiyu gently put his head over, printed a kiss on the silver fish, and murmured softly:

"It's great to know you."

Someone's hoarse voice came from above his head, as if he was disturbed in his sleep, and he was very tired:

"What are you muttering?"

He carried the person into his arms again, and the two snuggled up to each other. He placed his chin in front of her forehead and gently patted her back:

"Sleep quickly~"

-

When Chen Si woke up, it was already pitch black around him.

The little girl in her arms was gone, only a little light coming from the desk downstairs reflected her figure on the wall.

Very slender.

Very quiet, too.

He half-wrapped the horn of the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed and looked down.

It should be because she was afraid of disturbing her rest, so she did not pound on the computer, but only took a note and drew out the drawing.

The broken hair scattered from the side was hidden behind her ears one by one.

The movement is gentle.

The deep eyes gradually became gentle.

He never said that her side face was beautiful.

Gently get your phone next to the bed, cut to portrait mode, and press it.

With a "click", as the photo was set as the desktop by him, the little girl under the desk lamp also raised her head in a hurry:

"woke up?"

Chen Si lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and his eyes were bright when he was energetic:

"Yeah~"

The steps downstairs were deep and shallow, and the crooked neckline swayed with his lazy movements.

He walked to the little girl, pulled the person's arm, wrapped it around his neck, picked it up from the stool, and placed it on the desk in front of him.

The tip of the nose touches the tip of the nose, and the breathing is shallow:

"Why don't you call me?"

His long and thin legs invaded with force. Her legs had nowhere to place, so she could only passively hook his waist and said:

"Look at your sleep soundly."

Finally, he pointed to the cleaned trash can:

"I lost the evidence of guilt, but... I won't do it."

He hugged the person firmly, rubbed his face against him, and was intimate, and a lazy smile appeared from his chest:

“Okay~”

-

I slept a lot, didn't want to move, and couldn't bear to disturb the little girl's review.

Chen Si casually picked the lunch meal at home and asked someone to send a few side dishes.

Jiang Zhiyu was hungry for a day and had a happy meal. He remembered it halfway through:

"By the way, Xiao Yang called you in the afternoon, I answered."
To be continued...