Sister, Shut Up!

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaojing hummed a tune to collect his clothes. First, he took all Jiang Miao's clothes and pants, took a pile of clothes, and walked to his bedroom again.

"I don't know how to come and help."

Tang Xiaojing approached Jiang Miao's bedroom while making complaints, and saw him playing with the computer in a serious manner.

She was puzzled, looked at the closet, then at Jiang Miao, and reminded, "I'll tidy up your clothes."

"Oh." Jiang Miao responded, and did not object to his mother touching the wardrobe.

This operation made Tang Xiaojing a little strange.

Could it be that she guessed wrong, Su Huai porridge is not in the room?

Where did the long hair on Jiang Miao's bed come from?

It couldn't be that the two of them had finished making out in Hengtang Village, and Jiang Miao brought it here, right?

With these questions in mind, Tang Xiaojing walked to the closet and gently opened the closet door.

no one.

Really no one? !

Tang Xiaojing was suddenly puzzled, but she didn't expect that she had guessed wrong.

But in the next second, she realized something was wrong.

Reaching out her hand cautiously, Tang Xiaojing looked like a police officer who had rushed to the scene of the crime, trying to find clues about the murderer.

Her hand fell on a white shirt, pinching the striking long black hair.Valley

Then she touched the clothes again, and there was still some warmth. It was obvious that someone was hiding here just now.

When she went to the balcony to collect clothes, she slipped out of the closet and hid somewhere else?

Tang Xiaojing laughed and shook her head, she didn't expect these two children to be quite good at playing.

[Congee porridge loves to drink porridge]: It's too crowded!

In front of the desk, Jiang Miao's cell phone vibrated.

He glanced at it and replied.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Sister, bear with me!My mother went out after finishing packing the closet!

[Congee Porridge Loves Congee]: But my legs are numb...so uncomfortable...

As soon as she saw the latest news from her senior, Jiang Miao felt a slight struggle between her legs, making some faint movements.

He quickly clamped his legs, and continued to reply while enduring the strangeness in his heart.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Sister, persistence is victory!

Su Huai Porridge didn't reply for a while, it seemed that he was trying hard to endure the numb feeling in his legs, and his body trembled slightly.

Now Jiang Miao couldn't take it anymore.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Sister... you should move more slowly...

[Congee porridge likes to drink porridge]: Huh?I didn't move much!

Su Huai porridge retorted, but soon, she seemed to notice something was wrong.

[Congee porridge loves to drink porridge]: What are you thinking, junior? !

[Porridge porridge loves to drink porridge]: Pervert, pervert, pervert! ! !

Jiang Miao smiled wryly at the message sent by her senior.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Sister, this is a normal reaction of boys!Explain that I am in good health.

[Congee porridge loves to drink porridge]: Who cares if you are healthy or not?Take control now!

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: I really can't control this...

Jiang Miao looked helpless, but his mother was tidying up the closet behind her back, so he didn't dare to make any noise.

After Tang Xiaojing tidied up the returned clothes for him and closed the closet door, she walked out of Jiang Miao's bedroom and closed the door by the way, without digging into where Su Huai Porridge was hidden.

Not long after, Tang Xiaojing packed her and Jiang Zhenguo's clothes, and after tidying up in the master bedroom, greeted Jiang Miao through the door, and went out again.

"call……"

Hearing the sound of closing the door outside, and confirming that his mother had finally left, Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and his stiff body finally eased down.

But Su Huai Porridge, who was squeezed under the desk by him, felt uncomfortable, and patted his thigh angrily, urging him, "Get up! My legs are almost numb!"

At this time, Su Huai Porridge was squatting in the small space under the desk.

In order to avoid loss of vision on both sides, Tang Xiaojing, who was entered by the door, saw the situation under the desk, so Jiang Miao could only tuck her two legs under the desk, sandwiching the senior sister in the middle.

Because the space is really narrow, only one head of Su Huai Porridge is exposed above, and both hands are below Jiang Miao's thighs.

When typing on WeChat before, I had to lower my head and look along the gap between Jiang Miao's thighs.

Before Tang Xiaojing came to collect the clothes as soon as she entered the door, Jiang Miao and Su Huai Porridge realized that if Tang Xiaojing came in to open the closet with the clothes later, wouldn't Su Huai Porridge be directly exposed?

Jiang Miao had never been in the habit of helping to pack clothes, so he rushed to help rashly, fearing that his mother would find out.

So while Tang Xiaojing went to the balcony to collect clothes, Jiang Miao hurriedly pulled the senior out, hid under the desk, and then blocked the senior with her body.

Because of Tang Xiaojing's preconceived ideas, she had seen no one under the desk before, so she didn't expect this one.

"Ahem..." After being reminded and urged by Su Huaiyu, Jiang Miao quickly backed away from the chair to make room.

Seeing the senior sister getting out from under the desk in a state of embarrassment, Jiang Miao quickly lifted the senior sister's body, hugged her and sat on the side of the bed.

"Hiss..." Su Huai porridge frowned, his legs were a little numb and he couldn't control himself.

You know, squatting until the legs are numb is not the most uncomfortable.

The really uncomfortable time is actually after getting up, the feeling of being so numb that you can't stand still is the most difficult.

"I'll never come to your house again!" Su Huai porridge lay on the bed uncomfortable, feeling that his legs were not his own anymore.

With a smiling face, Jiang Miao turned the chair over, hugged the senior sister's legs and placed them on the chair, and personally massaged the senior sister's slender legs.

"This time it was an accident, an accident." Jiang Miao said, "It might rain in the evening, otherwise my mother would definitely not go home at this time."

"Isn't that back?" Su Huai porridge enjoyed the junior's massage sourly and crisply, recalling the previous experience in the closet, the experience of being sandwiched by the junior under the desk, and thinking about what would happen. The embarrassment of being discovered by Aunt Tang...

Fortunately everything went well.

Otherwise, if Aunt Tang caught her in the closet or under the desk, Su Huai porridge felt that she would not be able to raise her head in his house after marrying a junior.

"Anyway, it's safe now." Jiang Miao said while massaging the senior sister, starting from Su Huai porridge's calf with both hands.

As a result, as he pressed and pressed, he gradually pressed his calf all the way to his thigh, and then secretly pressed it on Su Huai Congee's waist.

"What are you doing?" Su Huai porridge vigilantly held down his junior's hands, quickly retracted his legs that had returned to normal, and hid in the bed as soon as the quilt was covered, "I'm still angry."

"Then how can senior sister not be angry?"

"You obediently code the words, and I won't be angry if you say something every day."

"Isn't that just right?" Jiang Miao was overjoyed, got into the bed, and hugged Su Huai Congee who was lying on her side from behind, "I updated [-] at noon today."

"real or fake?"

Su Huai porridge was a little surprised.

When Jiang Miao updated at noon, Su Huai Porridge happened to be at home, and Su Dajiang came back with her stepmother and son, so her mind was not on the phone at all.

Thinking of this, Su Huai porridge took out his phone, opened the reading app, and found that Peach Jam had really updated so many words today.

"So senior is not angry anymore?" Jiang Miao poked her head over Su Huai Congee's shoulder, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Don't be angry anymore."

"Then..." Jiang Miao's hand lightly pressed on Su Huai Porridge's shoulder, her intention was very obvious.

"Wait." Su Huai porridge stopped him, pointing to the phone, "You wait for me to finish watching first, I have been waiting for this Christmas episode for a long time."

Jiang Miao: "...?"

Do novels have boyfriend fragrance? !

Seeing Su Huai porridge start reading his own novel happily, Jiang Miao suddenly felt a toothache.

What is this?

Is it okay if the novel I wrote snatched my girlfriend away?

It's rare to trick my senior into my home, so I can't just hug her and read novels, can I?

That would be a waste of time too.

……

But 10 minutes later, Jiang Miao discovered something that wasted even more precious time.

"Hurry up!"

Su Huai porridge pressed him on the seat and urged angrily.

"Are there any broken chapters like yours? Huh?"

"If you can't write the key part today, don't touch me!"

This afternoon, Jiang Miao finally recalled the horror of being reminded by dear readers on the spot.

Especially this reader is his girlfriend.

182. Porridge, I Like You

evening.

Returning to Hengtang Village from Jiang Miao's house, Su Huai Porridge accompanied Xu Guiying home.

As soon as I walked into the house, I could smell the aroma of food.

Su Dajiang was wearing an apron, holding a plate of fried pork in his hand, and delivered it to the table.

A dining table was filled to the brim with five dishes and one soup, and even the dishes and chopsticks were prepared in advance.

Xie Mengnan was sitting on the sofa, holding her son who was less than one year old in her arms, and was breastfeeding.