his little candy

Han Che pursed his lips, his eyes fell on the upturned little Song Guo, and he lowered his head. In front of Song Guo, his expression was free of any impurities, and he kissed gently, as if he was kissing a treasure in the world. Then, with Song Guo's face red and ears red, she leaned close to Song Guo's ear, and her voice was soft and outrageous.

"I've kissed and touched it, and I've touched it. This little Song Guo will be mine from now on."

Han Che blinked, and the dark eyes were shrouded in a layer of clarity by the sunlight. Song Guo was embarrassed and extremely ashamed, gritted his teeth, trembling and unable to speak.

How... how could there be... such a bad person?

Shame to death.

Song Guo covered her face and leaned her body shyly. Han Che hugged the little thing with the same face, wrapped it in the towel beside him, picked it up, and walked towards the fitting room.

The fitting room is very large. When you open the glass door, the lattice shelves inside are full of neatly stacked watches, shirts, and belts. On the other side are various styles of limited-edition sneakers, Martin boots, and few leather shoes. Just hang up sportswear, jeans, slacks, sweaters, thick down jackets, etc., in order.

Han Che put the small thing on the cushion, "Stand up, I'll find you clothes."

Song Guo muttered, "I can't wear yours."

"I remember the last time Han Qing sent clothes over, I couldn't fit a few of them, they were too small, wait for me to look for them." Han Che looked around and searched in a flat voice.

Song Guo asked curiously, "Who is Han Qing?"

Han Che: "Your sister."

Wrapped in a bath towel, Song Guo stood obediently on the soft cushion, looking pretty like a budding stamen, with big eyes fluttering blankly, "I don't have a sister, and I don't know Han Qing either."

Han Che laughed, and rubbed the little thing's hair. Seeing the little thing's dazed look, how cute he looked, he couldn't help pinching the little thing's tender cheeks.

"You are always working at home, and your name is Han Che, clear, clear, your eldest sister is Han Qing."

"That's not true." Song Guo stared, blushing and lowered her head again.

"Why not? You don't want to enter the house?" Han Che found a small bright yellow sweater and a pair of beige slacks. Any thick coat will do.

Seeing that someone was about to change his clothes, Song Guo blushed and said incoherently, "Xiao Nei Nei hasn't dressed yet."

Han Che chuckled, pinched the little thing's ears, "Xiao Nei Nei, you have to put it on yourself."

Song Guo reacted in an instant, punched Han Che's chest with a pink fist, and corrected: "I haven't worn underwear yet.

Han Che picked up the little thing, walked towards the master bedroom, and said repeatedly: "Okay, little Nei Nei is going to wear someone else."

"Hate it, you learn from others."

Angrily, Song Guo grabbed Han Che's hair and turned into a little devil. Han Che's hair was finally freed from the little devil's clutches until Han Che threw him on the bed.

Han Che picked up Song Guo's underwear from the balcony, and looked at the other clothes, but he didn't do much yet.

Han Che came back with the underwear, looked at the well-behaved daughter-in-law on the bed with great interest, and said with a wicked smile, "Do you want me to wear the underwear, baby?"

"I don't want it." Wrapped in a bath towel, Song Guo got up, grabbed the little inner in Han Che's hand, and got into the bed, only to see a hill protruding from the blanket.

Han Che couldn't laugh or cry.

"Okay, I'll go out. Come out to change clothes, I won't look at you. Stay in the bed and change clothes all the time, and don't bore the baby."

Han Che went out and went to the fitting room. He also changed into the same beige slacks and khaki sweater.

After washing up, Han Che glanced at the refrigerator, guessing that he doesn't like small things either.

"Why don't you take it to my house?"

"Forget it, if the mother-in-law comes back and sees that the refrigerator has been emptied, don't you think there are mice in the house." Han Che rubbed the little thing's hair again, and said dotingly: "This is the little mouse that moved."

"Hmm, that's not true." Song Guo was quite displeased with this title, frowned again, and said seriously: "Also, it's not the mother-in-law, so don't yell, Guoguo is a boy, and he will marry a younger sister in the future." Daughter-in-law."

Han Che frowned, his face suddenly turned serious, and he turned his head to look at Song Guo with deep eyes.

"Want to marry a young daughter-in-law?"

Song Guo nodded blankly.

Han Che's thin lips curled slightly, and his tone was casual: "Yes, unless I die."

Song Guo was startled suddenly, her soft face was full of bewilderment, and she wondered if she was frightened by Han Che's tone.

Han Che's pampering returned, and he patted the little thing's cheek, "Hey, let's go to the supermarket to buy something, and Lao Gong will cook something delicious for you."

Song Guo rolled her eyes rather bluntly, "You can't."

It's over, the little daughter-in-law is so cute when she rolls her eyes.

He is hopeless.

However, this was the first time that Han Che was rejected by others, and it was still by his own little daughter-in-law. He touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, licked his face and said, "That little daughter-in-law is for Lao Gong."

"Hmm." Song Guo hooked her little finger, and Han Che leaned over. Song Guo patted Han Che's face, like coaxing a small animal, and said in a soft and waxy voice: "Hey, I will do it for you if you are obedient." food."

Han Che had black lines on his face.

Who did you learn this from?

Song Guo wore a blue denim jacket with a fluffy collar, and Han Che wore a blue denim jacket with a fluffy collar of the same style. They walked together like a couple.

Han Che didn't drive, and the two took the subway.

When I got on the subway, there were not many people, but there was only one seat in the first section of this carriage.

Han Che sat down, and without looking around, he dragged Song Guo to sit on his lap.

When someone around looked at him curiously, Song Guo blushed and wanted to get up, but was held down by Han Che, and then saw Han Che approaching his ear without blushing and heartbeat, and lowered her voice: " Be good, call me brother."

Song Guo was quite upbeat, obediently and softly shouted: "Brother."

"Which supermarket should we go to buy vegetables?"

Han Che trembled when he was called "Brother" softly, his heart was beating uncontrollably, and every stroke was numb, especially now that the little thing was still sitting on his lap, and he couldn't help rubbing it pamperingly. Rubbed the little thing's hair.

There was a teenage girl sitting next to them. As soon as they sat down, they felt the girl's gaze sneaking towards them, especially when the girl was playing with her mobile phone and took pictures of them, and Han Che clearly noticed it. It has to be photographed as if it hadn't been discovered.

Han Che waited for the little girl to finish taking pictures, then turned his head to look over, and saw the little girl sending messages to others excitedly.

Han Che, with 5.2 eyesight, took a glance and saw the following screen.

Girl A: Ahhh, I ran into a pair of good-looking little brothers with fried chicken in the subway. The fried chicken is sweet!So sweet!

B: Ask for a burst photo.

Girl A: The white and clean little brother sat on the tall little brother's lap, and called the tall boy brother. The tall boy pampered the little white and clean brother's hair, and his eyes were full of love and sweetness. It exploded!

B: Touch the head to kill!Still sitting on the thigh, so sweet!

Girl A: The tall little brother has super loving eyes, and even kisses the white and clean little brother's hair, the fried chicken is gentle.

B: #The world owes me a gentle little brother.

Girl A: Ahhh!I saw that the tall little brother put his hand into the clothes of the white and clean little brother, it's indescribable.

Han Che, who caught a glimpse from the corner of the eye, had black lines on his face, and slowly took out the earphones from Song Guo's clothes.

It's obviously just holding the earphones, why can't it be described?

B: I want to take the subway!I want to kiss, hug and pat my head to kill.I want to touch something indescribable.

Girl A: Friendly reminder: First of all, you need a boyfriend.

Girl A: I sent another photo. It's just the side faces of Han Che and Song Guo, but they are very beautiful.

B: Looks great!Hopeless!This world not only owes me a gentle little brother, but also owes me a face that hooks up with my little brother #狗头插谭表情# This is a world that looks at faces!

Song Guo, who didn't know it at all, nestled in Han Che's arms, playing with his mobile phone without distraction.

Because Su Ruan was fascinated by a recent palace drama of the Qing Dynasty, not only did she and a group of younger cousins ​​at home wear flag heads, Xiangfei hats, and emperor hats for role-playing every day, but also downloaded a "wear to The game of "The Great Qing Dynasty as the Emperor" pulled him to register a Baidu account with his mobile phone number, and even set a couple name for him.

Su Ruan: Aixinjue Luosu

Song Fruit: Niu Hulu's Song Dynasty

Song Guo just clicked on the game and found his location. After entering, he saw a red message prompt.

The interface at this time is Chuxiu Palace.

After clicking on it, a little maid came out.

"Your Majesty, the time has come, it's time for you to pay your respects to the Emperor."

After Song Guo ordered greetings, the little palace maid saluted again: "Your Majesty, the time has come, you should go to bed."

After Song Guo clicked agree, two little eunuchs appeared on the interface, carrying the sedan chair. Song Guo's character, Concubine Xi, was dressed in a gorgeous palace attire, sat on the sedan chair, and was carried out. Next, The screen becomes the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Concubine Xi was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and the emperor was long overdue.

"Your Majesty, are the concubines comfortable serving you?"

"Aifei, tonight is really a second person."

After the conversation, the emperor lay down to sleep, and a reminder popped up on the interface.

"Your Majesty, do you want to use the Pregnancy Pill?"

Reminder: Pregnancy elixir can increase the chance of giving birth to a prince. To buy one, you need three ingots.

Registration was a gift of dozens of ingots, which had already been used up by Song Guo.

If you recharge, you get one yuan for every ingot, which is not worthwhile. Song Guo has never been a RMB player.

Song Guo clicked to buy, but it showed that the balance was insufficient, so she returned it.

Han Che's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Like having children?"

Song Guo was startled suddenly and blushed.

"It's just a game."

Han Che was quite jealous, but this was on the subway, so he couldn't be too obvious.

"Then you can't have children with others." Especially if the emperor is Aixinjue Luosu?What the hell is this?A weak little shou still wants to poach him?Or is it because Young Master Ye's family rules are not well disciplined?

Han Che whispered in Song Guo's ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear.

The girl next to her started to get wildly excited again.

Girl A: Ahhh!Bite your ears, it's so sweet, I can't stand it!

B: Friendly reminder: Please keep your heartbeat stable, there is no little brother to give you artificial respiration if you faint #狗头恒头表面。

And Song Guo, whose face was flushed red by Han Che's jealous words, was forced to cancel her account, and was forced to register a game account again, and became a couple nickname with Han Che.

Han Che: Supreme Saint Emperor Che Huang

Song Guo: The Peerless Holy Queen Concubine Guo

Song Guo blushed, glared at Han Che angrily, and complained, "I've been playing for a long time, now it's all in vain, my level..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Han Che snatched the mobile phone over. After a long while, Song Guo looked at the number of ingots in the mobile phone, tens of millions... RMB players can't afford it, so hug your thigh!