The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Gong Qingxiao, can a child beat someone up?

Can't see it.

But I didn't intend to ask further.

After walking for a while, Gong Qing suddenly stopped.

Cheng Zixin raised his head: "What are you doing? Are you here to play?"

She looked around and saw no place for entertainment.

"Cheng Zixin." The man called her name.

This seemed to be the first time he called her name like this. Cheng Zixin immediately stood up straight, as if standing in a military posture: "Here we come!"

Then he tilted his head and smiled: "What are you doing with me?"

She always smiled at him like this.

Those clean and pure eyes were crystal clear, without any impurities.

The corners of his eyes were crooked, and there were stars in them, like the stars in the sky, which were astonishingly bright.

He reached out and rubbed her hair that was blown by the wind, and looked down at her: "Play by yourself, be good."

People like him can't dirty such a clean child.

Just after saying these words, Gong Qing walked over her shoulder. He was wearing a turtleneck sweater, with one hand in his pocket, and passed her by like a solitary figure.

"Gong Qing!"

Cheng Zixin suddenly turned around and called his name. Gong Qing didn't look back, just waved to her.

His figure was pulled further and further away, Cheng Zixin stood there, suddenly panicked, and called his name again.

The man turned a deaf ear, his back still arrogant and calm.

Only people walking across from him could see that the man's face was grave, with traces of self-mockery, his lips were pressed into a straight line, and there was tolerance between his brows and eyes.

The deep eye sockets were full of emotions that were invisible to anyone.

"Gong Qing, I like you!"

Now!

His steps suddenly stopped!

His back suddenly stiffened, and his handsome outline suddenly tightened.

Cheng Zixin walked in his direction: "I don't know why, I just want to get close to you and hug you."

She always saw in his eyes the indifference that overlooked everything, and there was no ripples in it, even a pool of stagnant water.

He would often drink and chat in the noisiest places, but she could see that even the busiest downtowns just passed by him and never made him feel the slightest bit noisy.

He always takes it calmly, talks and laughs, and makes fun of every situation.

She walked behind him, hesitated, opened her arms to embrace him, and buried her face in the man's broad back.

"Take me with you, okay?"

Gong Qing's whole body was stiff and upright, and the hands hanging by her sides tightened and loosened, and then tightened again.

Finally, he closed his eyes, retreated all his emotions, let go of her hand, and turned to look at her.

He smiled carelessly: "Kid, it's very late, it's time to go home."

like?It’s okay to like anyone, but he sucks.

Then, he rubbed her head and walked away simply.

Cheng Zixin stood there and did not pursue him.

She bit her lip, so annoyed!

At first, she was obsessed with his beauty and coveted his body, but later she became interested in his so-called romance.

She had sex with him every day, but she was caught off guard and bumped into his deep, colorful eyes.

Damn it, I can’t get out!

This is a typical example of her being motivated by sex!

Cheng Zixin looked up to the sky and sighed: "My mind is obsessed with sex! How are we going to attack!"

Then I picked up my phone and went to find Du Niang.

She felt that as long as it was not about checking for illness, there would be results.

Whenever you go to check for illness, even if it is a minor problem, you will need to prepare a coffin for yourself.

Still have to be quick!

If you are too late, you may die directly in the wilderness.

really!

Du Niang has a lot of ideas!

Cheng Zixin walked through the pages and found a memo to remember all the ideas she thought were good.

As if she had already soaked it, she held the phone and smiled happily.

Keeping her head down, she didn't notice the man behind the convenience store door. He kept looking at her, then followed her from a distance and sent her home.

in the hotel.

Gong Qing stood under the floor-to-ceiling windows with a wide view, holding a wine glass in his hand, shaking it gently, and the bright liquid inside rippled slightly.

Just like his heart, ripples started to appear before he knew when.

kid.

He sneered, and the corners of his lips curved in a self-deprecating and complicated arc.

He had been wandering in the darkness for too long in his life, and he was covered in dirt. He couldn't get her dirty.

She is the sun, the cleanest one.

However, one by one

always backfires.