I didn't feel relaxed at all when I got rid of Li Xiaoru with a scoundrel. This woman was too persistent and too smart, and she knew that I was afraid that I would fall in love with her. I admire her classmate who had been chasing for more than ten years. Li Xiaoru, a beauty who was chosen from a hundred years and so deeply in love, how could he stay in a mess?

After arriving at home, I picked up the phone by chance and called Qianhui for the first time. When the phone was connected, Qianhui's beautiful voice came: "Cheng Dong, is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, I just miss you. Do you always complain that I won't call you? So I called, are you okay?"

Qianhui let out a sigh of relief on the phone: "Cheng Dong, tell me, is it really okay? We are married for so many years, so you can't hide anything from me."

"I'm really okay, what's wrong with you? I won't call you and you complain. I've called you and guessed you again. I really just miss you because I've called you."

"Okay, let me ask you, didn't I tell you that the phone will take you after 10 o'clock in the evening? It's three o'clock in the afternoon in France now, and I'm listening to the class. How do you explain?"

"Didn't you forget this in a hurry? Look at you, you're just thinking about such a small thing." Qianhui has said this several times on the phone before, but I really ignored it.

"I'm not thinking about it, I know you too much. By the way, you forgot when you are anxious. Why are you so anxious?"

"I... I don't have anything to do, that's what I said." I was a little dizzy.

"Okay, it's fine. I'll go to class. You go to your parents for a look during the National Day holiday. You have a car and it's convenient to go back and forth. Don't let your parents come and see you. And Xiaoxue, you are the brother, don't think that Xiaoxue will have nothing to do after graduation and work. After all, no matter how old she is, she is your sister..."

"Okay, OK, I understand, go to class, all these things are in my plan. Look, they become even more nagging than mom."

After hanging up the phone, I felt a little heavy and I became more confident in drawing a line with Li Xiaoru. Where can I find such a good wife, such a good daughter-in-law, and such a good sister-in-law?

The next day, I was at home until after 10 o'clock, went downstairs to have breakfast, and decided to go to the Bookstore to stroll. Yesterday, the TV advertisement said that the Bookstore was holding a bookstore, and all the books in the audience were 50% off. Books are too expensive now, and this is a good opportunity. My only hobby is to read books. I have to pay back when I borrowed them in the library. I am too lazy to run around, and I usually buy them and read them.

When I arrived at the bookstore, I found a parking space in front of the door and parked the car. When I went in, I saw that there were crowds of people inside. I took a walk around and picked a few random books of reasoning and history novels. Because there were too many people, they came out soon.

At the gate of the book city, I was taking out the car keys when I was suddenly hit by someone. The books I just bought were spread all over the floor. I looked up and said in surprise: "Ah! Girl, it's you again. After hitting my car, I hit my person!"

It was actually the little girl more than a month ago. I really didn’t meet in life.

"It's you! By the way, have you driven? Where is your car? Take me there quickly!" The little girl pulled me and ran towards the parking space.

"Hey, what are you doing? My books!" I quickly picked up a few books and hurried to the parking space with her.

Somehow, this girl was holding a broken bag in one hand and covering her right eye with the other. She looked anxious and painful, and her expression was very strange.

"Open the car door!"

"What are you going to do?"

"If you open it, open it, don't let my mother-in-law and mother-in-law."

"I..." I opened the car door helplessly, and the little girl crawled in.

"Come in, why are you standing stupidly? Hurry up!"

"What do you say first, I'll go in." I'm afraid she's playing tricks.

"Oh, come in just letting you in. This is your car. You are a big man and you are afraid that a girl will not succeed!"

I was really a little scared! I sat in and said, "Let me tell me now, what's going on?" The little girl put down her hand covering her right eye and said pitifully: "I want to lend it to your mouth."

"I haven't heard of it! Are there any borrowing money or borrowing mouths?" I almost fainted. The little girl pointed to her right eye and said aggrievedly: "It seems that something big has entered my eye. I feel so uncomfortable. I want to borrow your mouth to lick out the dirty things."

I'm going to do it! So that's such a leniency!

The little girl's right eye was red and swollen, and it seemed difficult to open it. I teased her and said, "You are not borrowing your mouth, are you clearly borrowing your tongue?"

"Isn't that all the same? Hurry up, please, I'm so sad!"

Looking at the little girl's anxious look, I couldn't bear it anymore. I opened her eyelids and saw a ball of yellow things the size of millet. I leaned over my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and gently brushed it to complete the first intimate contact with the little girl.

I found a tissue paper and spit out the things in my mouth. The little girl blinked and said happily: "Okay, okay, now I'm finally comfortable."

I glanced at her and said deliberately: "Of course you feel comfortable. All the dirty things came to my mouth. It's so disgusting!"

"You are just a petty person. Last time, I'm going to break your car, and this time I'll break your tongue!"

"Hey! Stop!" This girl was very popular, and I teased her again, "What a broken tongue? I asked you, do you have a boyfriend now, or have you ever had a boyfriend?" The little girl looked at me with a blushing face and stared at me: "Why are you asking this? You don't want to chase me, right? I warn you, don't do anything wrong, I will shout!"

"Haha, I'm all married, don't worry. But seeing you wander around alone in a hot day, you will definitely not have a boyfriend!"

"So what, what's your business?"

I smiled and looked into her eyes and said, "Let me guess it! That's right, if you don't have a boyfriend, it means you have no experience of kissing, right?" The little girl blushed even more and said shyly: "You... you actually said this kind of thing. Last time I said you were a pervert, and you were cruel to me. I think you... are just a big pervert!"

I laughed in my heart, and still pretended to be serious: "Don't worry, listen to my explanation first. Didn't you just say that my tongue is a broken tongue? Now I tell you that if you have never had a boyfriend, you can basically be determined that you have not had any experience in kissing. Since you have no experience in kissing, my broken tongue will be a great contribution. Do you want to know why?" I stopped deliberately and looked at the confused little girl.

"Why? What do you want to say?" The girl looked at me stupidly, quite seriously.

This girl must have been unavailable. I laughed wildly in my heart, but I still said seriously: "I tell you, didn't it lick your eyes just now? If you say it from another perspective, it can also be called a kiss, and it's your first kiss."

As soon as I finished speaking, the little girl who blushed to the base of her neck greeted me with a pair of pink fists: "Hate! Bad guy! Big hooligan!" I laughed loudly, opened the car door and escaped. The girl still stared at me without saying a word, her chest kept rising and falling, and her blushing face and anger-like eyes were extremely cute.

I stopped laughing and sat back in the car: "Don't be angry, I'm joking with you!" The little girl glanced at me, and seemed not very angry anymore. Maybe she wasn't really angry at the beginning. "It depends on your sincerity. It's not okay to just apologize with your mouth." When she said that, the girl's face turned red again.

I held my smile: "What do you want?"

"Well, it's past twelve o'clock now. I haven't had lunch yet. You can do it!" After saying that, he looked at me with a pair of pretty eyes. I smiled and said, "Just ask, what do you want to eat?"

The little girl immediately jumped up and glared with big eyes excitedly. "You agree, can we go and eat Kendeki?" I patted my chest: "No problem, let's go now!"

I have always been very surprised. What is Kendeki good about it? It's not nutritious or hygienic. The key is that it's not delicious at all. But why are so many people like it? Those under the age of 25 are almost killed. Not to mention others, the girl's eating behavior is like she hasn't eaten in her eight lifetimes, and people from the 1960s may not be like this.

"You really don't eat?" Seeing me holding a cup of Pepsi, the little girl looked up and asked me for the third time, looking disbelief, "You don't eat it yet, how embarrassed am I?" This girl was quite conscientious and didn't forget that I was treating her.

"I really don't eat it. I'll eat breakfast before 10 o'clock. You can eat it, don't be polite."

"Who are you so polite to, Manager Cheng?" Before the girl could speak, a voice came from behind.
Chapter completed!