naked gl

Eight

As soon as she got home, Chen Jiao threw herself into the sofa, buried her face in her arms, and let out a muffled laugh.

Fang Qingwu, who was still covered with tears, was inexplicably laughed at by her, and stood there numbly.

Chen Jiao had laughed enough, she turned over and lay on the sofa, her eyes were bright and she looked a little tired.

"I regret it very much," she said, "I shouldn't have sent you back. It would be nice to keep you by my side."

Fang Qingwu sat down next to Chen Jiao: "My parents have a bad relationship, and they separated very early. I have been following my mother. She asked me to learn painting. She passed away last year, and I was taken care of by my father." gone."

"My dad always thinks that I'm not his own... Yesterday he was drunk and told me that he used the tuition money I saved from part-time work to gamble and lost it all... I ran out and didn't know where I was going... "

After Fang Qingwu said the last sentence, he didn't make another sound, staring at the coffee table, which reflected a ball of white light.

Chen Jiao poured a glass of water, and cleared her throat that had just been hoarse: "I won't let anyone bully you in the future."

Fang Qingwu raised her head, with moist light flowing in her eyes, as if she had something to say, Chen Jiao reacted quickly: "If you dare to say thank you, I will bite you."

Fang Qingwu stared at Chen Jiao, and Chen Jiao also stared at Fang Qingwu.She gritted her teeth, with a threatening look in her eyes, as if she was really ready to go up and bite Fang Qingwu at any time.

Fang Qingwu finally laughed through his tears, lowered his head and raised his lips shyly, and saw Chen Jiao's calf bent beside her.

"Can I cook for you?"

When Fang Qingwu asked this question, Chen Jiao was a little stunned.

Then she stepped into the vegetable market that she hadn't set foot in for several years.The complicated route inside the vegetable market made her a little dazed. Carrying green and red vegetables and walking through the people coming and going, Chen Jiao felt in a trance that she seemed to be with these people who were doing ordinary jobs and busying themselves with ordinary days. It's no different.

"School will start in two days. I'll pay your tuition first." Chen Jiao said casually.

She could feel Fang Qingwu's embarrassment about her family's situation. Every time she talked about this kind of thing, Fang Qingwu fell silent, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she poked the rice with her chopsticks.

"I have a serious job." Chen Jiao said, "There are only too many chopsticks for many people, so don't worry."

Chen Jiao groped across the table and grabbed Fang Qingwu's hand.Fang Qingwu was still young, so Chen Jiao might scare her if she was too frank.Although Chen Jiao didn't know whether the so-called "seriousness" of "serious work" was a lie.

Fang Qingwu didn't need to worry about her much, but her father was an annoyance. Chen Jiao unconsciously tapped her fingers rhythmically on the back of Fang Qingwu's hand, and fell into deep thought.

In the past, she was alone, walking alone, she didn't have to worry about anything, and she didn't have to worry about anything.Now that there are a lot of troubles in front of her, not only does she not feel irritable, but she has a fighting spirit in her eyes, she looks excited, and she grins happily when she sees Fang Qingwu always unconsciously.

The house that Chen Jiao rented was one bedroom and one living room. There was only one bed in the house. Last night Fang Qingwu would rather die on the sofa, but in the blink of an eye one night it became Fang Chang in the future.

Fang Qingwu sat quietly, with his hands twisted on his lap, his eyes drifted left and right, and he never found a place, with a red cloud hanging on his face.

Chen Jiao's eyes were a bit playful, and her heart was almost melted by Fang Qingwu's weak look, and she pretended to be calm: "Look at me."

Fang Qingwu is very obedient, with a pair of bright eyes under the damp bangs.

"From now on, let's sleep together." Chen Jiao said, "You have to talk about your habits first. I have a little bit. When I sleep-I often touch it."

A smirk appeared on the corner of Chen Jiao's mouth, watching the blush on Fang Qingwu's face gradually deepened, adding fuel to the flames, squinting her eyes and looking her up and down: "However, with your body, I am still at a disadvantage."

Fang Qingwu pulled the pillow beside him and put it on his lap, buried his chin in it, his eyes wandered even more, and he gave a vague "hmm".

Chen Jiao smiled, showing a sense of laziness in her bones, like a charming goblin, always able to do a job with ease.But how could the goblin have such gentle eyes?

What Chen Jiao said did not happen, Fang Qingwu took a book in the bedroom, quietly listening to the movement outside, and waited for Chen Jiao to come in with a loose nightgown wrapped around her arms.Until the drowsiness spread, Chen Jiao scribbled a greeting, and went out of the house in a neat attire, blending into the night outside.

Fang Qingwu closed the book, got into the quilt, the bedside lamp was on warmly, and the eye sockets suddenly became a little moist.