Chapter 603 A pocket of blood

Jiang Xingzhi takes out his mobile phone to take a look almost every time he has time recently.

She didn't send a message.

In the conversation box between her and him, she did not have the status of "typing".

Her Moments are never updated.

She, what did she take what happened with him that night?
Isn't it a pawn trade?

Didn't you really mistake him for a duck?
Now, does she think she has achieved her goal by sleeping with him, so she doesn't want to talk to him anymore?

The more Jiang Xingzhi thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Very unhappy.

Before going to bed at night, I couldn't help it.

Send her the photo of the most tempting looking abs.

Jiang Xingzhi: #I seem to have gained weight recently#
Jiang Xingzhi: #The abdominal muscles are no longer obvious#
Jiang Xingzhi: #发肉多#
He sent three in a row.

After hesitating for a moment, he found an aggrieved emoticon and sent it to her.

However, it is like a stone sinking into the sea.

She didn't reply.

In the dialog box, there was never a "the other party is typing" status on her side.

Maybe she didn't read his message at all, or maybe she turned it off after reading it and didn't bother to reply to him.

Without a response, Jiang Xingzhi felt bad.

I stared at my phone for a long time, and suddenly I wanted to withdraw all the messages he sent.

He even felt that by sending such a message, he was really trying to flirt with her in front of her.

She must be laughing at him on the other end of the phone.

She must have felt that he was no different from the others.

He wanted to withdraw, but it was too late.

As time passed little by little, his heart became heavy, as if he had fallen into a dark valley.

Jiang Xingzhi fell asleep very late.

When I fell asleep, I still held the phone in my hand.

The interface of the phone has always been a conversation box where he sent her several messages.

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When Yan Wu woke up from her sleep, the sun was already shining on her bed.

She was used to sleeping without closing the curtains at night, but she just liked the dappled but warm feeling of sunlight falling through the window when she occasionally slept in in the morning.

The little baby slept soundly while lying on the hair on her forehead, and the little guy even made little snoring sounds of "snoring" and "snoring".

It's cute as soon as you hear it.

I really wanted to reach out and poke its belly, but I didn't want to wake the little guy up.

However, Xiaobao slept with Yan Wu's hair for more than half a year.

She already knew that if she didn't wake up Xiaobao, Xiaobao could sleep in this position forever.

So she carefully grabbed Xiaobao's body with her fingers, intending to remove it from her hair and put it on Xiaobao's crib next to the pillow.

However, Xiaobao's hands and feet were still riding on a tuft of her hair.

Her little hands gripped her hair tightly.

Yan Wu felt his scalp tighten, and a few more hairs were caught in Xiaobao's hand and pulled out together.

Sigh... If this continues, her hairline will move back sooner or later.

I don’t know if hair transplantation is expensive.

She felt that she had to make preparations for hair transplantation in advance, so that her hairline would not move back behind her head and people would think she was an old man in her fifties when she went out.

She put the little one carefully in its plush little bed.

Then he got up and went to the bathroom.

The aunt's arrival was so intense that she didn't wake up in the middle of the night even though she fell asleep last night. As a result, she didn't change her auntie's towel in the middle of the night, and now she had a pocket full of auntie's pants.

Oh, how terrible.

(End of this chapter)

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