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“Hey hey.” He smiled and sat on the ground looking at the sofa, staring at Chu Xiaoli with big eyes.
Chu Xiaoli looked at him and immediately became furious.
“You, you, you!”
“Me.”
Bending his lips, Shen Chen licked his lower lip intentionally. “What’s wrong with me?”
“You!” Grinding his teeth, Chu Xiaoli shouted, “Shen Chen, you smelly hooligan!”
What?
What did she say he was?
Smelly hooligan?
Shen Chen’s face was livid and he suddenly stood up.
“Say it again!”
After wiping his mouth hard, Chu Xiaoli stood up from the sofa and pointed to Shen Chenyi: “I said you were a smelly hooligan!”
Hearing this, Shen Chen smiled angrily and said, “I am a hooligan! What! Who do you think you are? The little father and son kissed you highly and respected you! Don’t… shit!”
I got a punch on my stomach and Shen Chen broke out in a cold sweat.
“Do you value it?” Chu Xiaoli’s eyes were extremely bright, looking at Shen Chenyi, and his face was gloomy. “I need you to respect it? If you want to send, love, also weigh it for me! Don’t find the wrong person! You hold me and kiss and chew me. Do you value it? I’ll go to you and respect it!”
Shen Chen is really stupid this time.
He never expected that he would be deprived of electricity by the girl in front of him.
But the fact is, he really has no electricity.
Just now, what happened?
Why is he a little confused?
Returning to absolute being, he found Chu Xiaoli was going out angrily.
The body preceded the consciousness, and he rushed up.
I don’t know what to do, but I instinctively want to stop her and not let her go.
The wrist was grasped and Chu Xiaoli would no longer wait for death.
Backhand, shot as fast as lightning, she took Shen Chenyi’s wrist, a skillful strength.
“Hiss!”
Take a breath, Shen Chen a pain had to let go.
Holding his injured wrist, he roared, “It’s useless! It’s useless! You’re going to ruin me!”
Chu Xiao Li Leng hum, “Who let you use your hands and feet!”
“Why do you go! You hurt people and you still want to run! Aren’t you a policeman? Don’t you want to run? If you run away, I will go to your police station to find your leaders!”
“…”
“Are you afraid?”
She was really scared.
How can there be such a man in the world?
Taking a deep breath, Chu Xiaoli said, “Did I say I had to go? I can’t go to the bathroom!”
“There is it in the ward.”
“I won’t use one with you!”
“… trouble.” Curling his pie mouth, Shen Chen was relieved to hear that she would not leave.
I just know that a girl like Chu Xiaoli will not run away as long as she says she will not leave.
“Go and return quickly.”
“You care about me.”
“What are you talking about?”
Chu Xiaoli didn’t want to bicker with him any more. She was really in a hurry to go to the bathroom.
Frowned and said “nothing”, she quickly went out.
*
The second day early in the morning, Shen Chen woke up and said he wanted to drink porridge. He didn’t want to drink porridge in the hospital. He had to leave and buy porridge outside.
Anyway, there will be a reexamination in the morning. No problem, she will be free.
She hoped that she would never meet him again.
He thinks she crushes her, and she also thinks he crushes her.
It’s not good for her to meet him, okay?
Mu Lingxi came to see Shen Chen Yi with a small tuanzi, just in time for Chu Xiaoli to feed Shen Chen Yi breakfast.
He clamored that his head could not move and asked her to feed him.
She was furious.
Can’t move?
When he stole a kiss from her yesterday, why didn’t he say it?
At the thought of the kiss, Chu Xiaoli blushed inexplicably and his heart beat.
“Yo, coquetry? Shen Chen, you have been growing up for many years, remember?”
Mu Lingxi patted Xiaotuanzi on the back and said to his son, “Baby, don’t learn from your Michel Platini when you grow up, or your mother will lose face and die.”
The little tuanzi didn’t listen much to what his mother said. His attention was on the bowl of porridge that Michel Platini ate.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.
It looks like it tastes good.
Lick the small mouth, small tuanzi stepped forward.
“Good morning, Michel Platini.”
Shen Chen withdrew his gaze at Mu Lingxi and smiled and touched Tuanzi’s head. “Good morning, son hit.”
Xiao Tuanzi smiled sweetly at Chu Xiaoli again, “Good morning, sister.”