Chapter 167: The school girl is only Xiao Piao Piao (55-56)

He no longer hides everything well as before, leaving only gentleness for her.

On the contrary, it exploded all his emotions at the moment.

There is a tremor of anxiety and worry, and there is also a rejoicing like rebirth after a catastrophe.

Of course, it is more of a deep and affectionate feeling of gratitude...

All kinds of complex emotions intertwined, making Xiang Xing even more dazzled and faltering.

I don't know how long it took before he let go of her reluctantly.

But after a while, his petite and exquisite body was embraced again by him.

Tight and trembling.

"Axun..."

Zhong Lixun's continued silence made Xiang Xing feel a little uneasy.

He was afraid he already knew something.

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help biting his pink lips, his soft eyes swaying in a panic.

After a long while, he still mustered up the courage and gently pushed down the man's shoulders.

"Axun, let me go."

"..."

Zhong Lixun was startled, but let go of his hand obediently.

With the light of the light blowing in from the window, lightly holding the slender shoulders, staring at her quietly.

I saw Xiang Xing pursing her pink lips, and her little hand silently took out the treasure bag from behind.

I took out the free grass flowerpot that was wrapped in a transparent gift box and was emitting a light goose yellow light.

Afterwards, as if plucking up the courage, he sent the flowerpot toward Zhong Lixun.

"I, I was wrong..."

She apologized cautiously, and her soft eyes were full of pity.

The voice murmured softly, "This, this free grass is for you. Don't be angry, okay?"

"..."

Zhong Lixun narrowed his eyes lightly.

After a while, there was a chuckle, and he burst into laughter.

Raised his eyebrows, "When did I get angry?"

"……what."

The little guy shook.

Two lightly rose halos appeared on her cheeks. She lowered her soft eyes and pressed her pink lips tightly.

"Just, just..."

After a while, he raised his eyes slightly, and looked back at him with a little gloom, "Just now, you, you were shaking so badly, aren't you trembling..."

"Ok?"

Zhong Lixun paused.

The delicate eyes dangled slightly, and he asked amusedly, "That's what you think?"

After asking, he snatched the free grass without waiting for her to answer.

"what……"

Xiang Xing was stunned and stretched out his hand subconsciously.

But when the man snapped his fingers, the lights in the room slowly turned on.

He was holding the free grass, as if observing it carefully for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes and looked at his display cabinet full of treasures.

The corners of the light-colored lips faintly twitched, thinking, "Well... the first gift my wife gave me, let me see where I should put it."

"what?"

The little guy suddenly couldn't understand his behavior, and his soft eyes blinked suspiciously.

She stretched out her little finger, pointed at the free grass, and asked inexplicably, "This thing is not put, is it to be eaten?"

She stole back after all the hard work, but he didn't eat it. What's the point?

However, Zhong Lixun raised his eyebrows and looked back faintly.

He didn't answer her question, but gently put down the free grass and turned around again.

"Are you sure you want me to eat this stuff now?"

The man suddenly laughed hoarsely, leaned forward, and dropped his head to Xiang Xing's ear.

There was an extremely meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered softly, "In addition to life-saving, this free grass also has a wonderful characteristic, which is..."

"..."

The more Xiang Xing listened to the so-called "characteristics", the more flushed his face became.

Finally, he raised his hand shyly and pushed Zhong Lixun away.

Immediately he snatched the free grass and held it tightly in his arms, "Then, I'll eat it for you later... I'll keep it for now!"

"Why?"

Zhong Lixun smiled even more, his voice faintly teasing, "Aren't you curious? Are you not looking forward to it? I'm your husband..."

"...You, you have to wait until the marriageable age of the Law of the Sun before you can mention this!"

Feeling that the man seemed to say something out of control again, the little guy instantly grabbed his soft ball face, closed his eyes tightly, and yelled to stop him.

At a young age, there is a mess in my mind...

Ambassador Xiangfu is really more cunning from generation to generation.

"Okay, okay, amusing you."

Seeing the little guy's resisting look, Zhong Lixun laughed again and again, and rubbed the steaming little head vigorously.

But he blinked again, and moved closer to Xiang Xing again.

The eyes were full of smiles, "You can't eat the golden arch barrel, you can always eat one piece of chicken, right?"

"...What golden arch barrel and chicken nuggets? Where are they?"

Hearing the extremely familiar name, Xiang Xing was dumbfounded, and his saliva almost shed.

These **** sweet junk food...he didn't change it for her!

Thinking about it, the little guy also subconsciously leaned closer, and his little hand suddenly grabbed the man's collar.

But before she could continue to question, Zhong Lixun raised his eyebrows and smiled and bowed his head.

Tell her with a kiss what the so-called chicken nuggets are.

...

After a long time, the man released her again.

Against that cold forehead, he whispered earnestly: "Before the next time you buggered, you must tell me in person, you know?"

"good……"

The little guy was still in a trance, and responded indifferently.

"This is good."

The man curled his lips in satisfaction and kissed her again.

Looked solemnly, "Thank you."

"Ok……?"

Xiang Xing opened his eyes softly, and said subconsciously, "You don't..."

But the words were sealed back by a kiss again.

He never let go of her again.

The night is still long...

...

After half a month.

Xiang Kang, who was on a business trip in a neighboring city, received a secret document.

According to the data, Jiang Chuhong poured black dog blood into the ashes of his daughter Xiang Xing, and rushed into the toilet, so that he almost fell off the office chair.

There was a strong chill on the back.

She... how could she treat his dead daughter like this!

Thinking of this, Xiang Kang didn't even want to do work in an instant, so he rushed home and wanted to confront Jiang Chuhong.

But what he didn't expect was that when the door was opened, he smelled a disgusting odor.

His wife Jiang Chuhong was sitting on the floor of the living room with disheveled hair, all dirty, and seemed to be incontinent.

Her spirit also seemed extremely abnormal, and when she saw him pushing the door in, she screamed, picked up a fruit knife and rushed over.

"Chu Hong, you!...Uh..."

When Xiang Kang was shocked, unable to dodge, the fruit knife directly pierced his left waist.

He covered the wound and collapsed to the ground, only to see Jiang Chuhong grinning as if he hadn't heard of it.

"Hehe...you demons and ghosts, how powerful can you be...hehehehe..."

She shook the fruit knife in her hand, her eyes filled with frenzied expression, "Isn't it... a knife can be done..."