his little candy

Han Che held back his anger, Song Guo let out a soft snort, and rubbed his cheek against the spot again, but he also knew that Han Che was angry, and was afraid that Han Che would be angry, his eyes were red with grievance, and he looked at him innocently Said: "Every time my father let my mother eat him, and let my mother ride on..."

"Stop talking." Han Che hastily covered Song Guo's mouth and rubbed his forehead. Uncle Song and Aunt Song actually let the little daughter-in-law see those scenes?

This can't be blamed on Song's father and Song's mother. In fact, Song Guo was only a few years old at that time. He couldn't sleep. At that time, Song Guo was still too young, so she forgot when she thought about it, but ever since Ah Che acted like his little Song Guo that night, she remembered the shy voice she had heard.

Father Song shouted outside the door.

"Guoguo, are you up yet? You're out for breakfast."

"Oh, wake up."

Song Guo got off Han Che with a blushing face, "Go back quickly."

Han Che's face darkened immediately, and he gestured to the place where the little thing had just teased him, "You let me go out like this?"

Song Guo's ignorant eyes gleamed mist, clean, and Han Che's Adam's apple slid up and down, "You start the fire yourself, and put it out by yourself."

"I don't care, I'm going to eat." Song Guo quickly turned over and was about to slip under the bed, but Han Che pulled her ankle, pulled it back into her arms.

As soon as Song Guo struggled, she didn't break free, and was directly pressed on the bed by someone, and then turned over and pressed over.

"You were so courageous just now, you want to run away now?"

Song Guo's face was flushed, and it was only when she realized that something was scurrying inside her body just now, numb and numb, she was so ashamed to say those words to Han Che.

"Dad is outside, he'll hear."

"I'll keep my voice down."

Han Che lowered his voice, but at this moment, another voice came from outside the door.

Father Song said, "Guoguo, it's time to eat, why is there movement in the room?"

Song Guo replied, "It's nothing, it's Han Che's cat."

"Meow~"

Song Guo was under Han Che, imitating the voice of Meow Emperor, Wu Nong's soft voice lingered in his heart, Han Che chuckled, "Little milk cat." Smoothing the little daughter-in-law's hair, she moved closer to the little daughter-in-law's face, Rubbing and saying: "The little daughter-in-law is very fragrant."

Song Guo was rubbed and twisted, and subconsciously hugged Han Che's neck, her clear eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of smoke.

"Ache."

"OK."

"Ache's favorite is Guoguo."

"uh-huh."

"Guoguo also likes Ah Che the most."

"why?"

"Ache is the best for Guoguo."

Song Guo mischievously showed his pink and tender tongue, and smiled "slightly slightly" like a proud cat. Han Che felt as if he had been scratched by this kitten in his heart, and wanted to grab it and rub it into himself. of flesh and blood.

"Guoguo, Dad is going to work, remember to eat the breakfast on the table." Father Song knocked on the door again and said.

"Okay." Song Guo replied, rubbing Han Che's face again, closing her eyes slightly, hugging the boy's neck, "Ah Che, kiss me."

Han Che let Song Guo hold him tightly, and he didn't dare to use force, but he half pressed on the little daughter-in-law's body. The heat in his lower abdomen, which was carefully comforted, surged up suddenly under the stimulation of the little daughter-in-law's soft voice. , feeling that his patience was about to be broken.

"Ah Che, kiss me." The young daughter-in-law's voice was filled with deep sorrow, Han Che's throat rolled, and he felt that his face was about to get hot from restraint.

Han Che groped Song Guo's chin with his fingertips, the corners of his inner eyes were slightly hooked, his eyes waved slightly, and his expression was suffocating at a glance, "That's what you said."

"Hmm." Song Guo couldn't bear the deep feeling in Han Che's eyes, she moved her face away in embarrassment, her delicate neck with clear blue veins was covered with a light powder.

The corners of Han Che's lips raised slightly, and the softness in his heart was about to flood out. He couldn't help but bury his head on the young daughter-in-law's fragrant shoulder and rubbed vigorously. His voice was full of affection, "Later, it's not just a simple kiss. gone."

"uh-huh."

The little daughter-in-law flirted with him, and Han Che sneered.

How to look, how cute.

The proud appearance of the little daughter-in-law makes people want to have magic to turn the little daughter-in-law into a small candy the size of Thumbelina, which can be put in the pocket at any time, and taken out for licking, kissing, and gnawing. , soft and sweet...

Han Che took a deep breath between the young daughter-in-law's neck, rubbed the little daughter-in-law's unfilled stomach, "Okay, get up and eat quickly, you can't be hungry for my little candy."

Han Che was about to stand up with a calm expression when he heard the young daughter-in-law say in an unnatural tone, "Ah Che."

Han Che: "Huh?"

Song Guo blushed and said, "Your little Ache is pushing against me."

Han Che, who looked calm, blushed suddenly. He had exhausted all his physical restraint, but the young daughter-in-law's teasing words from time to time made him unable to remain calm anymore.

Han Che suddenly hugged Song Guo, sat up, separated the little daughter-in-law's legs, and sat cross-legged on his knees, the bulging little Ache protruded directly from his pajama pants, as if he was about to meet formally Yes, excitedly greeted Xiao Songguo, but Xiao Songguo was very shy, hiding in the little candy pajama pants, not daring to come out, only showing a small arc shyly.

Song Guo heard from Su Ruan that the bigger the boy's little chirp, the better, but his is so small and pink. That night he took a look at Ah Che's. It was a beautiful dark flesh-colored, very powerful .

The little daughter-in-law can't come out.

Little Ache was not happy anymore.

rub rub.

It's good to kiss and hug and hold high.

Song Guo didn't dare to look at the shape wrapped in the pajama pants, he could only vaguely feel more powerful from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes moved away in fright.

Han Che's eyes were dark, and he glanced at the bedside table next to him. There was a piece of pink headband, and he took it directly, and put it on Song Guo's head while his eyes were still wandering.

"Well."

"Ache, what are you doing blindfolded by me?"

Song Guo only felt a warm hand take off his little inner part, and there was hotter skin sticking to his little Song Guo, rubbing and rubbing, slowly feeling a deep palpitation rising from his lower abdomen, Song Guo curled her calf impatiently, rubbing against the boy's legs, even her toes were tightly clenched, the itching still went deeper and deeper.

"Well."

half an hour.

Song Guo could only feel the heat all over his body, until something flowed out and wet the sheets. He was in a daze, and was picked up by Han Che. He went to the bathroom to clean himself up. After washing, he changed into a clean one. In home clothes, she nestled softly in Han Che's arms.

Han Che carried Song Guo to the living room and put it on the sofa. A certain small leg was wrapped around Han Che's waist tightly.

Han Che couldn't laugh or cry.

If you say that the little daughter-in-law is energetic, she will limply nest in his arms when she touches it, and he insists on holding her, but if you say that the little daughter-in-law is not energetic, the legs wrapped around his waist are still tightly wrapped.

Han Che laughed and said, "I'll bring you breakfast."

Song Guo is cute and troublesome, and her delicate voice hurts Han Che to the bone.

"Don't let it go."

Han Che could only hug the little coquettish bag, pretending to be angry and pat the little daughter-in-law's buttocks, the little daughter-in-law snorted, and bit Han Che's ear angrily.

"Don't pat my little ass."

to the kitchen.

Han Che held Song Guo with one hand, took the bowl, and went to the dining table to have a look.

"Forehead."

"What's wrong?" Song Guo, who was buried on Han Che's shoulder, asked.Turning around, he drooped his face when he saw a large bowl of green vegetable noodles with clear soup and little water on the dining table.

"Hey, Dad really shouldn't be expected to make breakfast."

Han Che: "To my house?"

"You can't." Song Guo's lips curled up into the sky, "I still want to come."

Han Che said guiltily, "It's my fault that I can't feed my little daughter-in-law."

Song Guo wrapped her arms around Han Che's waist and enjoyed this posture very much, so that she could be taller than Han Che, and could play with Han Che's hair. The playful Song Guo grabbed Han Che's hair and said: " It's your fault, it's your fault."

This pet is riding on his head?

It's worth it.

How to do?

I can only recognize myself so much.

The two still ordered takeaway and did their homework at Han Che's house in the afternoon.

Grandma has had an operation, and Song's mother is taking care of the elderly in the hospital. Song Guo used to call her once a month, but now she wants to call her every day.

Sometimes the old man's consciousness is not clear enough, but he can still hear grandma's voice, Song Guo feels happy.

Song Guo's grades have affected Song Guo, but more is the pressure from her parents. Song's mother can't accept that Song Guo can't get the first place in the exam, and she can't accept that Song Guo can't get hundreds of people in the city. Call and ask what Song Guo is doing, Song Guo has arrived now and sees Song's mother's phone number, and she will feel trembling, afraid, scared, and will collapse when she presses the answer button.

Song Guo is still living in the dormitory.

Song Guo was the only one in the dormitory.

There were a few classmates at first, but after Yimo came here, some of the classmates in the dormitory had parents who rented a room in the school district outside the school and directly accompanied them to study.

And Su Ruan also took a break from school temporarily, and went to Kyoto to participate in retreat training before the draft.

Song Guo lived in the dormitory, and Han Che also lived back in the dormitory.

Every night, Song Guo could hear a slight knock on the door and footsteps on the corridor. It was Han Che who came secretly to find his daughter-in-law.

When Han Che came to find Song Guo for the first time, Han Che couldn't bear to sleep at night without his little daughter-in-law by his side, so he armed himself on a whim, avoided the monitoring, and prepared to let Song Guo open the door, but after digging for a long time, he forgot He took out his cell phone and knocked on the door.

But Han Che didn't know about his actions, which almost scared Song Guo to death.

There is a Yaowang Temple behind the stone bridge in Song Guo’s hometown. When Song Guo lived in his hometown when he was a child, he sneaked into the Yaowang Temple. He didn’t know what he saw or ate. I started to have a fever and talk in my sleep. I went to a doctor and Chinese medicine, but they couldn’t be cured, so I listened to a side story and went to a famous local fortune teller. The fortune teller said that Song Guo had a deficiency of yang and fire, and it was easy to see unclean things. She was frightened, so Song Guo didn't dare to live alone when she slept in school at night.

Especially Song Guo is now studying for a long time every night, turning off the lights, the room is dark, and she is very clear and sensitive to the sounds around her.

Every time she heard the howling wind and the tearing meowing, Song Guo's heart would tremble for a while, and she was so frightened that she only dared to cover the quilt and hide in the bed.

And that time Song Guo had just turned off the desk lamp and looked at the time. It was exactly 12 o'clock, the most mysterious time for ghosts and spirits to appear. Just as he was lying on the bed in a daze, he heard clear footsteps.

At this time, the lights had been turned off long ago, and the door of the dormitory was locked. How could there be footsteps, especially when the footsteps were still approaching his room, until the knock on the door sounded outside, and Song Guo's The heart reached the throat.

Song Guo pulled up the quilt abruptly, bewitching herself that she couldn't hear it, but the knock on the door was persistent, until she heard someone's familiar voice, Song Guo let out a long breath of being smothered in the bed, got off the bed angrily, and kicked He stomped to the door, opened it, and stared at someone with a dark face.

With an inexplicable and ignorant expression on his face, Han Che said innocently and innocently, "I was wrong."

Song Guo took the certain person who obediently admitted his mistake back to the house. From then on, the certain person reverted to his old ways and continued to harass the little daughter-in-law every night, which made people panic on the next floor.

The end of get out of class is not about "so and so evaded taxes again", "so and so was pregnant again", but "the dormitory building is haunted" and "the ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night".

In the end, it also evolved into "the ghost of the senior sister who jumped off the building during the college entrance examination of so-and-so came back", "so-and-so saw the ghost with her own eyes", "so-and-so heard the ghost talking to him, and asked him to go to the toilet. Someone was waiting for him in the toilet, but the toilet There's nothing in there except a blurred face in the mirror—"

Afterwards, things were left alone. Anyway, the stories of these ghosts are indispensable in every school, and no one has found the source, and the rumors have become more and more mysterious.

After Song Guo finished the test paper, he habitually waited for Han Che until Han Che knocked on the door, then he put away the test paper and went to open the door.

"knock."

There was a knock on the door.

Song Guo heard it and rolled out of bed quickly, but stopped after taking a step.

Han Che would usually call him in a low voice before knocking on the door, and he knocked three times in a row.

Song Guo looked suspiciously at the closed door, and there was a knock outside, but it stopped.

He walked over hesitantly, opened the door, looked up, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened instantly.