his little candy

Han Che returned to the apartment with Song Guo in his arms.

"let me go!"

"You bully people!"

"I don't care about you anymore."

Along the way, the little rabbit with fried fur whispered cruel words in Han Che's ear. Han Che frowned, and did not put Song Guo down until he reached the third floor.

He took out the key to open the door, and Song Guo was about to run away. Han Che quickly reached over with one hand, and hugged the little fried fur bunny tightly.

"return!"

"let me go!"

Song Guo's eyes were red, and tears seemed to be streaming down his face, covering his whole face. On his pink and tender face, he was crying miserably, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Han Che picked up the little guy with one hand, entered the house and closed the door, carried him all the way to the living room, put it on the sofa, squatted down, and frowned at the little rabbit.

"What are you crying for?"

"Aggrieved?"

Song Guo stared at him with red eyes, out of breath from crying.

"Hi'er...you bully!"

"Hi'er...I don't want to talk to you anymore."

As he said that, he wanted to get up angrily, but Han Che squatted up and pressed his shoulders tightly, and kicked his legs restlessly.

Han Che was kicked several times, helplessly holding his forehead, why didn't he expect that the little rabbit would be so...indescribably cute,

Han Che looked straight into his eyes, especially the pitiful and aggrieved little rabbit's red pupils. His heart was broken, and his gentle voice was about to overflow.

"When did I bully you?" Han Che asked with a wry smile.

Song Guo felt terribly wronged when she thought about it, and gasped and cried, "You don't send me a message."

Surprise flashed across Han Che's face, he chuckled, rubbed Song Guo's rain-drenched hair, picked him up, and walked towards the bathroom.

Holding Song Guo on the washstand, Han Che pulled off the clean handkerchief hanging on the side, and gently wiped the little guy's wet hair.

"I don't send you messages, are you angry?"

"Humph."

Song Guo pursed her lips, turned her head away, and was sullen, bulging like a little goldfish blowing bubbles.

Han Che softly rubbed his hair again, continued to do it, and coaxed softly: "I apologize. I will definitely send messages to my daughter-in-law every day in the future, okay?"

Song Guo didn't say a word, she lowered her head and grabbed the wet sleeves of her school uniform with her fingers.

"Still angry?"

"What wronged my little daughter-in-law?"

Han Che raised Song Guo's chin with his fingers, and the little guy closed his eyes.

Is it because he refuses to open his eyes to look at him?

Han Che felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, wiped the tears on the little rabbit's face with a veil, and approached softly in a voice that had never been so soft in his life, "I'm wronged, tell me, okay?" good?"

The little rabbit still closed his eyes and refused to look at him.

Han Che's eyes dimmed, and he pressed his knuckle fingers on the two lips that had been coveted for a long time, as delicate as petals, "Don't say it? Then I will really bully my little wife."

Song Guo's nose was sour, and she said aggrievedly, "You just kissed someone else!"

"Why have I ever kissed someone else?" Han Che looked surprised, a little unaware of the young daughter-in-law's accusation.

Song Guo opened her eyes, her light eyelashes were soaked by tears, trembling delicately.

"Just now!"

"Liang Shuxin kissed you just now!"

"You're still smiling at her!"

Staring at him with big glazed eyes, his angrily tone was full of accusations against him, he bit his lips, and shed tears of grievance as he spoke, crying and angrily saying: "Huh! You laughed It's so pretty!"

Han Che's eyes moved slightly, staring at Song Guo who looked like a cub that had been robbed of food, he raised his thin lips, and the shallow arc gradually rose.

Song Guo was uncomfortably stared at by the young man's scorching eyes, and dodged subconsciously, but the back of his head was tightly controlled by the young man, so he could only be forced to raise his head, accepting the double pressure of the young man's breath and sight.

"Why are you so angry when someone kisses me?"

Han Che's voice became low, and his hot breath was mixed with Song Guo's face, and his gaze was fixed on Song Guo's expression.

Song Guo suddenly became flustered, bit her lip, pushed Han Che away and was about to go out, "I don't know."

Han Che hugged Song Guo tightly and held him tightly in his arms. His low and hoarse voice ran over Song Guo's delicate skin with his thin lips.

"If you don't say it, you are not allowed to leave."

The young man's thin lips were like ignited flames, scorching Song Guo's skin, spreading from behind the ears to the corners of his lips, and Song Guo could only hear the sound of fireworks exploding in his heart.

"Well... don't say."

"Don't tell me... I have plenty of ways to bully my daughter-in-law."

The boy's voice sounded like he had secretly drunk strong wine. Song Guo felt the smoky emotions creeping into his ears. He trembled and was imprisoned by the boy in his arms. Touching it in, the spine felt tingling and tingling.

"Well……"

"No."

Song Guo's whole body trembled, a tear came out of the corner of his eye, and he was held in the arms of the young man tremblingly.

Han Che lowered his eyes to the crystal teardrops that fell on the tear mole, sucked them gently, and licked all the teardrops overflowing from the corners of the little rabbit's eyes little by little, as if he was treating a rare treasure gently, as if kissing the last teardrop , then slowly moved his face away and looked deeply.

Finally, with a sigh.

"Hey, take off your clothes and take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

Han Che carried Song Guo off the washstand, rubbed his hair, and put it close to his ear, "Come out, I'll wait for you to tell me." After saying that, he went out and closed the door.

Song Guo looked at the closed glass door annoyedly, took off her clothes slowly, turned on the shower, let the hot water wash down from above, her mind was muddled.

The moment he saw Liang Shuxin kissing Han Che, his mind seemed to be on fire, it went blank, and only that image kept reappearing.

half an hour.

After Song Guo took a shower, she realized that there was no change of clothes.

He looked at his naked body in embarrassment, walked to the door with his hands in his hands, and knocked lightly.

"what happened?"

Han Che's voice came from the living room outside.

Song Guo said in a soft and waxy voice: "I don't have a change of clothes." After saying that, her pretty face became hot.

"Little Misty, look behind you." Han Che's voice was gentle and helpless.

Behind?

Song Guo went to the back of the bathtub and opened the curtain, only to find a cubicle in the corner, and clean clothes were stacked in the cubicle.

Pick it up and spread it out, it was a set of light blue cotton pajamas, the size was petite, but Song Guo put it on and it fit just right.

Song Guo blushed and went out, Han Che took out the hair dryer to dry Song Guo, and whispered in his ear: "It's too late, go to sleep, I'll take a shower first."

Han Che turned around and went to the bathroom, closing the door.

Song Guo was dumbfounded for a while, then glanced at the room, there was only one bedroom and only one bed.

If he fell asleep first, what would Han Che do?

The bedroom was very clean, with only one bed, a wardrobe, and the phone that Han Che was charging just now was placed on the bedside table.

Song Guo lifted the Simmons quilt and got in. The bed was very soft, and his petite body sank into it softly. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Song Guo ran out of the living room again, and took the mobile phone he had just taken out after taking a bath.

After Han Che came out, the little rabbit was lying on the bed, playing with his phone with his butt pouted, a white leg stretched out from the quilt, slender and straight, dazzling white, and still dangling leisurely.

When Han Che entered the room and closed the door, Song Guo immediately raised his head and turned to look over.

"what happened?"

Han Che asked casually.

Song Guo pursed her lips, blushed, and said softly, "There is only one bed."

"if not."

Han Che glanced at him indifferently, then stretched out his hand to hold the little white leg of the little rabbit.

"Hmm..." Song Guo's calf trembled, and she snorted softly. When the young man put his hand on it, it was as if an electric current had passed through his skin, and he wanted to pull it away instantly, but was held tightly by the young man. hold.

"what happened?"

Han Che glanced at him, lifted the quilt lightly, put his little white legs in gently, then walked to the head of the bed, and looked at his face lying on the bed with big black eyes. bunny.

Han Che lifted the quilt with his hand, and the little rabbit got up immediately, looking at him nervously.

Han Che hooked his lips, hooked Song Guo's chin with his hand, and slid his thumb along the left side of the lip corner to the right side. The warm, full and soft touch rushed into the fingertips. Han Che's eyes were deep, and the corner of his lips chuckled.

"My little daughter-in-law."

"You don't think I'm going to sleep in a separate bed with you, do you?"

Song Guo blushed instantly, as if she wanted to argue with reason, but her tone was much weaker than Han Che's, and she said in a trembling and soft voice, "We can't sleep together."

"Aren't we classmates?"

"Students can sleep together."

Song Guo couldn't find any words to refute, so Han Che had already slipped in, lay down in the bed, and occupied the bed he had warmed up a long time ago.

Song Guo looked at Han Che angrily, the bed next to him was not warm, and Han Che occupied his warm bed.

So angry.

Song Guo turned around and ignored people.

Han Che turned his head and looked at the little guy's back, "Are you angry?"

"My little daughter-in-law, why do you get angry so easily?"

Han Che chuckled, propped himself up helplessly, and leaned over, only to see Song Guo suddenly turn around and stare at him angrily.

Han Che looked at the person below him with smiling eyes, and his throat moved slightly.

He half-pressed the people under him, getting close to each other, the body underneath was incredibly soft, so soft...he wanted to embed it.

Han Che's eyes rolled over the little rabbit under him. His whiteness was a healthy pink, and his clear eyes seemed to be like a clear spring. One glance, he was about to sink into it.

Song Guo was frightened by Han Che's deep eyes, she dodged and looked away, her heart was beating wildly, and her soft voice was full of panic.

"You are so heavy."

The coquettish complaint made Han Che raise his eyebrows, and he leaned over completely, firmly pressing Song Guo under his body, and his bodies were tightly fitted together.

Song Guo's eyes widened, Han Che raised his head, and looked at the little rabbit under him with great interest, his expression changed from light red to nervous to bursting red.

Han Che slowly raised his lips, biting the round earlobe that had already turned red, and deliberately rolled his body down, whispering in Song Guo's ear in a thick and mellow voice.

"How heavy do I feel now?"

The author has something to say: They can’t be together yet, the misunderstanding will be solved immediately, they are going to be together for a lifetime, they can’t be together so easily, although they don’t say they have gone through hardships, at least they have some life-and-death relationship, and there will be sublimation later , but the plot during the cohabitation period is similar to the sweetness of my chapter today.However, I feed you sugar every day, probably not sweeter than the day before, you are not addicted, so there will be more sugar in the future, after being together, there are also various plays, author Jun old driver, there are pure and sweet fruit wine, intoxicating There is also spirits, and there will be them later. If the data is not bad, it may even be written about the workplace. I am such a slow-moving author, and this article...is very long. ←_← The playwright author is being hypocritical again.

There have been a lot of things in the past two days, no accidents, and the three shifts will resume tomorrow, dear friends, don't forget to watch.