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But he did not intend to explain some of these reasons to Ling Xiaoxiao. They have always been without interfering with each other. Because the fields are different, the other party may not understand each other's ideas. Since they don't understand, why bother each other?

Yue Pingjun is very efficient. When Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo entered the door, there was no trace of Brother Zhen at home. The things were cleaned up extremely clean. The small bed that Brother Zhen bought out of his own pocket disappeared without a trace.

"They are moving so fast." Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the empty room and didn't know what to think for a moment.

Jiang Zizhuo came over and raised his hand to her shoulder: "I think Pingjun should have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Ling Xiaoxiao thought about the resentment on Yue Pingjun's face when Brother Zhen was coming home with him, and he couldn't help but nodded in agreement: "He really can't wait."

He is already a senior, and the two have spent the best three years in this way. The graduation season is coming, and Yue Pingjun should be unable to wait. If he cannot completely take down Brother Zhen before graduation, he will really want to let himself into a dead end.

"What do they do? I think our key task now is to get to know each other. ααφ??λ         ?α                                                                                                       

Jiang Zizhuo said in Ling Xiaoxiao's ears with a funny look, and some scorching breathing fell between Ling Xiaoxiao's neck. She wanted to hide uneasy, but was hugged too tightly and could not find the direction to hide.

"It seems that Xiaoxiao wants to do something else first." Jiang Zizhuo's big hand was supported on her waist, and he picked up the person with a little force.

Ling Xiaoxiao knocked Jiang Zizhuo on the shoulder in a little panic: "Put me down quickly. Brother Zhen has the key to the room in his hand, and he may come back later."

Jiang Zizhuo was tall and long. He walked back to the bedroom a few steps and placed Ling Xiaoxiao on the bed: "What are you afraid of? I locked the door when I came back. Even if she had a key, she couldn't get in."

He took off his shirt in just a few seconds, revealing his stronger chest. Jiang Zizhuo has not forgotten to exercise no matter how busy he is. In places like Europe and the United States where fitness is popular, both in schools and laboratories, there are special gyms and fitness coaches.

Under the guidance of professionals, his figure has completely lost its traces of tenderness. Although there are no exaggerated chest muscles, the mermaid line between his waist and abdomen and the eight-pack abdominal muscles that are looming, Ling Xiaoxiao can't help swallowing.

She subconsciously touched her nose, but fortunately she didn't leave any bleeding, otherwise she would be even more embarrassed.?                                                

Jiang Zizhuo grabbed Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and landed it on her body. There was a hint of temptation in her eyes: "If you like it, touch it."

Ling Xiaoxiao wanted to cover her face, but then she thought about it and looked at her husband. It was not too much to take advantage of her. She blushed, gritted her teeth, and landed her hand on his bloated arm, slid along her arm to his delicate collarbone, and then her slightly raised chest, slid down to his lower abdomen.

How could her figure become so good? Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she really had the potential to be a color-changing woman. After touching her all the way, she felt particularly satisfied and a little excited. Her fingers were placed on the belt around her waist. When her fingers were hooked, the octagon of the belt was bounced open.

The little boy pushed her down and no longer had the patience to let her continue playing like this...

When Ling Xiaoxiao opened her eyes again, she felt extremely sore all over her body. Her mind was blank. The warmth on her side made her subconsciously turn her head and see the messy little boy leaning on her side and sleeping heavily.

Ling Xiaoxiao stood up carefully. The two of them were too crazy the day before. They even missed dinner directly. She was already protesting her stomach.

It was always a little boy who cooked for her. This time, let's change it to herself. Ling Xiaoxiao slowly found her pajamas from the closet and gently closed the door. She had just returned from the US, and the jet lag would be over two days.

Ling Xiaoxiao wanted to hum a little song happily, but was afraid of waking up the sleeping boy. With a big foodie like Brother Zhen, the refrigerator was filled with Yue Pingjun. Ling Xiaoxiao opened the refrigerator door and searched for a long time, looking at the fish fillets that she had not finished eating the day before, and was preparing to make a raw fish fillet porridge and spread two egg cakes.

She happily prepared all the breakfast and returned to the bedroom. The little boy was still sleeping heavily, but he didn't know what he dreamed of, his beautiful brows were frowning, and the expression on his face was also a little painful.

"Zi Zhuo, Zi Zhuo, wake up." If you are having a nightmare, it's better to get up early.

The little boy seemed to hear her call, his expression slowly calmed down, slowly opened his eyes, the focal length in his pupils was blurred, but it also allowed him to see Ling Xiaoxiao's face clearly. He raised his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?" His voice was hoarse, which was the most common voice that Ling Xiaoxiao heard in the past two years.

She pillowed on the little boy's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat: "I woke up when I woke up, and I wanted to make a breakfast to welcome you back."

"So good!" The little boy's voice was filled with surprise: "Then get up quickly, Xiaoxiao doesn't cook much."

The jokes swept away the slightly dull atmosphere in the room. Ling Xiaoxiao found clean clothes and handed them to Jiang Zizhuo: "This is what I bought for you when I was shopping in the mall with Ziqian in the past two years, but depending on your current figure, I guess it will be a little small. Let's make do with it first. Let's buy it in two days."

Jiang Zizhuo went in to wash obediently. Ling Xiaoxiao arranged the dishes and chopsticks, held her chin and looked in the direction of the bathroom. The sound of water came from the room. Ling Xiaoxiao knew that it was a little boy taking a bath, and the sound of water disappeared. Ling Xiaoxiao knew that he had finished washing.

With him here, I feel so happy just sitting like this.

"This porridge is really good, is it still?" The little boy was also a little hungry. He got into a bowl of porridge in just a few bites. He held the empty bowl and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao.

Ling Xiaoxiao got up and went to the kitchen to take out the porridge casserole: "There are still a lot, you can eat as much as you want."

"I finally don't have to eat bread sandwiches anymore, it's great." After drinking three big bowls of porridge in a row, the little boy finally put down his bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction.

"Why don't you make some of it yourself if you can't get used to it?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the little boy with satisfaction and then picked up his bowl.

"Because I want to save up the cooking time and use it to come back early to see you." The little boy looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes full of stars.

The words that are too honest are the most touching love words that Ling Xiaoxiao has ever heard. This person has been flirting with girls even if he hasn't seen him for two years.
Chapter completed!