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Her bedroom is always filled with the fragrance of a girl, and the bedroom is small, even very simple.

The cleaning is clean, and everywhere is the same as her, sweet and fragrant.

Jiang Tong was careful every time he took something, trying not to disturb the furnishings here.

He smelled the scent of the room, and the maiden who emitted it.

He's all so obvious.

Qiao Weitang opened her transparent eyes, looked up at him, and whispered, "I didn't see it." ”

She had her head down, and she really didn't see anything but his bare/naked slender ankles.

The snow-white and delicate teenager leaned over slightly, his neckline was open, and there were crystal droplets of water on his white collarbone.

Qiao Weitang slowly looked away,

"Wipe your hair and drip water everywhere."

The white drowsiness on his body had been dripping several pieces, faintly revealing the skin inside.

Jiang Tong straightened up slightly, took a white towel and wiped his hair slowly.

Qiao Weitang asked softly, "She, will she come again?" ”

The boy's movements did not pause in the slightest,

"No, it won't."

She didn't want to be near him Jojo.

The two tears were because of her, such a scumbag, it was best not to appear in front of her in this life.

I don't deserve to be the mother of those two little ones.

As for Jojo, it doesn't matter if she has parents or not,

It's enough to have him.

Jiang Tong will never betray her in this life.

He would promise her,

It's just her in this life.

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Qiao Weitang tied her long hair loosely with a rubber band and prepared to take a bath.

I don't know what I'm thinking when I see him wiping his hair and wiping his stupidity, and the more he wipes it, the more absent-minded he becomes.

The towel slid down the slender arm,

Almost got out of his hands.

What the hell is he doing?

Qiao Weitang stared at him quietly for a moment, then put down the pajamas in his hand,

"Dog, come here."

Jiang Tong stopped what he was doing, and the towel fell to the ground, and then he reacted and bent down to pick up the towel.

Qiao Weitang's gaze originally fell on him, he bent down, and her gaze immediately turned away.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll wipe it for you."

Qiao Weitang took the towel from his hand and let him sit on the sofa.

The little milk dog was suddenly happy, sat down and looked up with his eyes, the color was rippling, and he responded obediently and softly, "Okay." ”

Qiao Weitang stood in front of him, a soft snow-white towel covering his head, slowly wiping his short hair.

Jiang Tong parted her knees, her slender hands climbed up her thin waist, her fingertips were lightly buckled, and she brought forward,

Slim and soft.

Qiao Weitang was pulled two steps forward by him and stood between his slender legs.

The boy hugged her waist like a kitten and leaned his snow-white cheeks against her waist.

The water on her forehead soaked the thin garment around her waist,

Slightly cool to the warm skin,

Qiao Weitang whispered, "Be nice." ”

The little milk dog blinked his misty and moist eyes, "Jojo, we are boyfriend and girlfriend." ”

Qiao Weitang didn't know why, and looked at him with low eyes, "Yes." ”

"We ...... It could be a little more intimate. ”

The tails of his eyes were crimson, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his eyes stared at her expectantly.

Qiao Weitang was slightly stunned, and asked tentatively,

"More intimate is...... How intimate? ”

She felt her slender and slightly cool hand burrow through the hem of her clothes, "Qiaoqiao, can you touch it?" ”

Qiao Weitang's face was already red,

Why does he always like this, he has already touched it and asked if it is okay.

She said, "Yes...... OK. ”

I felt the slightly cool fingertips, and gradually walked up along the waist.

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