his little candy

After the physical test on Friday afternoon, there was still a physics class, but the school closed one class earlier.

Song Guo and Han Che returned to the apartment.

Miaohuang rushed over, circling Song Guo intimately, wrapping his tail around Song Guo's feet, screaming heart-piercingly.

Song Guo was about to hug Emperor Meow, but was stopped by Han Che.

"Don't hug me yet. I haven't been here for a week, and I don't know where to run around. Take a bath and take care of me before hugging."

What Han Che said is correct. Small animals need to be cleaned frequently. He also heard that someone hugged a cat, but through the medium of the cat, the beriberi was transmitted to the face, causing skin diseases.

After the two bathed Miaohuang, they dried their hair.

Song Guocai hugged Miaohuang and lay down on the coffee table to do homework.

As soon as Han Che returned to the house, he began to cut the fruit.

I bought the fruit on the way just now, and the house is pretty clean, after all, I usually hire a housekeeper to clean it up.

Song Guo looked at Han Che, who was busy preparing fruit and squeezing juice for him, and said with a sore heart, "The exam is on Monday, can you review it?"

Han Che held a piece of dragon fruit and brought it to Song Guo's mouth, "Is it sweet?"

Song Guo nodded obediently.

Han Che squeezed the young daughter-in-law's chin and leaned in to kiss her.

"It's really sweet."

Song Guo originally wanted to kiss Han Che simply, but since he tasted better ones, how could he be so innocent?

Song Guo lowered her head and wrote the question while eating, but Han Che squeezed her whole body over, abruptly lifted up the little butt that was sitting on the blanket behind the coffee table, and put it into his arms.

This made Song Guo almost unsteady, and fell into Han Che's arms like a tumbler.

Han Che hurriedly supported the young daughter-in-law's waist. After Song Guo sat down firmly, she turned her head and gave Han Che a cool look.

With a calm expression, Han Che continued to wrap his little daughter-in-law's legs in a tight embrace.

Song Guo watched Han Che clinging to him like Siamese twins in silence, and glanced at the cramped space because someone squeezed in.

He was doing homework at Han Che's house, and he didn't like to sit on the sofa, he liked to sit on the blanket on the ground, but if Han Che squeezed in, it would be crowded.

Song Guo pouted: "Can't you sit on the sofa?"

As soon as the words fell, Han Che leaned over and bit Song Guo's lip.

Song Guo glared at Han Che: "What are you doing?"

Han Che leaned over and took another bite.

Song Guo frowned, and said angrily, "You're kissing me again!" Her delicate brows and even the skin on both sides of the corners of the brows were covered with light pink fluff, especially the tear mole, which looked like angel's tears.

Han Che still approached nonchalantly, as if eating lychees, Song Guo said something, and he kissed it.

Song Guo became angry, stared at Han Che and said, "You are not allowed to kiss."

He covered his mouth and refused to kiss, Han Che was wronged now, like a loyal dog with drooping ears, he said in frustration, "Why can't I kiss my little wife."

Song Guo said bluntly: "You kiss people every day, and your mouth will swell from your kisses."

Han Che still had an aggrieved face. If there was a tail behind him, he would probably have been restless on the ground.

"Everyone's little daughter-in-law is kissed, and I want to kiss Guoguo every day." Han Che is typically unreasonable and strong.

Song Guo glared at Han Che angrily, pouted, and snorted, "Then go find another little daughter-in-law!" After saying that, she turned around and started working on the questions.

Han Che still hugged his little daughter-in-law, and when Song Guo started to work on the questions, he would rub here and there, and couldn't relax at all.

At first, Song Guo patted Han Che's hand as a warning, but later he didn't bother to warn him. When Song Guo finished a test paper and was about to take a break, someone turned his shoulder over. Song Guo exclaimed and was caught. Pushing the boy, he fell directly on the blanket floor, and then there was a frenzied biting on his lips.

"Well."

Song Guo was frightened by the young man's wildness. It was as if he had changed himself. He hugged his face like a wild beast. Song Guo could only bear the madness.

half an hour.

The teenager who pressed him finally calmed down.

The blanket floor was not very nice, and Song Guo didn't dare to look at Han Che until afterwards, when she just turned her head, she met Han Che's gaze who had just raised her head.

Han Che bent his lips and pulled Song Guo up. Song Guo turned his head away from him. Han Che chuckled and lay down on Song Guo's body.

Han Che sighed loudly, and rubbed against each other intentionally or unintentionally.

"So comfortable."

"So soft."

"Baby, do you think we fit together seamlessly?"

Ever since Xiao Song Guo was inspired, Song Guo felt that Ah Che was getting worse and worse.

Han Che also said that he would say hello to Xiao Songguo every day in the future, so that he would not meet Xiao Ache who didn't know him when he officially met in the future.

night.

Song Guo was afraid that she would be bumped by Song's mother again like before, so she rushed back to her home early before Song's mother got off work.

As a result, within less than a minute of separation, several messages came to his WeChat.

Song Guo knew who it was with her eyes closed, so she didn't bother to pay attention to it, and continued to write the questions. As a result, a certain person refused to let go, and continued to post ten emoji packs, all of which were made by Song Guo, such as: Baby is the first in the world One is cute, the baby wants to be hugged, the baby wants to be petted, and the little can't bear it sells cute and other cute emoticons.

The problem is that Han Che not only uses it by himself, but also when chatting with Gu Zheng and others, or when the five of them are chatting, he often expresses ten times in a row, for fear that others will not know that he has the cutest baby in the world.

Song Guo continued to do the questions, until when his eyes rested, he looked at the news and found that he had already reached 99+.

Who can tell him what to do if he has a super clingy boyfriend?

Han Che:

#Baby, miss you.

#Baby, what are you doing?Do you want to go old.

#Baby, you come out, I don't see you feel uncomfortable.

#Baby, you come out to the balcony.

#Baby, Lao Gong's heart is so cold, waiting for you to hurt.

#宝宝，It’s obviously a movie of three people, but I can’t have a name. Ps: Song Guo hugged Miaohuang, and a lone baby Han Che appeared in the corner, and added a sentence, "Pity me!"

Finally, after the bombardment of 99+ news, Song Guo stepped out of the balcony, and someone's eyes lit up, and he was about to stand like a wife-watching stone in the cold wind.

In the evening, Han Che was still called by Song's mother to come over for dinner. Han Che really wanted to rub his little daughter-in-law's bed, but he couldn't use the same method twice.

Song Guo thought that Han Che had nothing to do this time, but in the end, someone managed to sneak in, and You Qi hugged him tightly like a giant loyal dog while sleeping.

Thinking of the look of Miaohuang returning to the cat's nest in despair just now, Song Guo couldn't help kicking Han Che.

It's not good to say anything, saying that I have been allergic to cat fur recently, so I had to stay at his house for a while.

Look at the disgust of our poor little Miaohuang!

Han Che was so sleepy that he was kicked by the young wife, grabbed the restless foot again, clamped it with his legs, and continued to bury his face on the young wife's fragrant neck, rubbed it, and smelled it. The familiar fragrance, like a hypnotic fragrance, groaned comfortably and fell asleep again.

The author has something to say: Good night, tomorrow will be updated earlier, and I will make up for the missing update today.