Quick-Crossing Man God Raiders Manual

Chapter 25
There was another thunderclap like a thunderbolt, and the villain in Zuo Junzhuo's eyes trembled, the big blanket he was holding in his arms almost fell to the ground, and his complexion became even paler.

Almost without thinking, Zuo Junzhuo reflexively put his hand on Qin Huanhuan's plump and round forehead.

She used to have a fever in the middle of the night every time she was woken up by thunder.

Fortunately, it is not hot.

Zuo Junzhuo let out a breath, let go of the worries in his heart, and then looked at the shivering Qin Huanhuan, couldn't help rubbing her little head, reached out to take the blanket she was holding in his arms, and stretched out another One hand, tentatively, put his hand on her shoulder, and led her into the room.

Seeing that she didn't object, a smile flashed in Zuo Junzhuo's eyes, he still couldn't let her go after all.

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Hearing the system prompt, Qin Huanhuan, who was originally fearful, had a smile in his eyes, but on his face, as if he had been frightened by a thunderstorm, he stared blankly at the soft big bed in front of him.

After bringing Qin Huanhuan in, seeing that she still looked terrified, she said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Be good." Then he turned around and spread the big wool blanket Qin Huanhuan carried on the bed .

"Come to sleep. Don't be afraid." Zuo Junzhuo patted the quilt he had laid, turned around and said to Qin Huanhuan.

"Yeah." Qin Huanhuan nodded, took off his slippers mechanically, and was halfway on the bed when lightning suddenly lit up the room, followed by an astonishing sound.

Qin Huanhuan, who had just knelt on the bed, got into Zuo Junzhuo's arms as soon as he rolled over, with a small face lying on his generous chest, listening to the pounding sound of his heartbeat, he said in a trembling tone:

"Brother Zhuo... afraid."

Brother Zhuo...

Qin Huanhuan's call "Brother Zhuo" instantly ignited all the soft memories of Zuo Junzhuo's life.

Once upon a time, she was like this too, calling him brother Zhuo nonchalantly, always following him back and forth, even if he went to school, she would follow him, almost when he was in elementary school, the teachers in the whole school knew that he was both left and right. Zhuo has a little follower, who is also the tacit little daughter-in-law of the two families.

At that time, he was naive, just because he was ridiculed by a few boys and had a follower following him every day, he actually hated her dependence on him, and always thought of ways to get rid of her. At that time, he would throw her away badly. When I go home by myself at school, I will go to school without waiting for her, and I will turn a blind eye to her deliberately flattering smiling face, and will deliberately bully her.

But what was her reaction?

It seems... I haven't cried before, but I will always have a bright and chubby face, crying glutinously, brother Zhuo, I brought you chocolate, brother Zhuo, I got [-] points in the exam today, brother Zhuo wait for me Is it good to go to school together, and I haven't complained about him in the slightest.

But he saw the lonely in the back of her turning around, a lonely little one, so lonely that he could no longer harden his heart.

And then……

The two of them are getting bigger and bigger, and the little one is getting taller and juicier. Naturally, someone coveted it in school. He seemed to be looking at her half-closed smiling eyes when he bumped into the little boy who gave her a big doll. Discovered that he actually seemed to like her?
The relationship between the two seems to have developed surprisingly smoothly, because the two families are family friends, and the parents of both sides have long intended to match them up. It seems that their relationship from love to marriage is a matter of course. Is there a sudden crisis?
　Let’s talk about the update~ Now there are two updates every day, one at 12 noon and one at 8 pm.The author has been in the internship for a month and a half. During the day, I have to listen to the intern teacher. When I come back at night, I have to write the code and the programmer’s log, and then compress the package and pass it to the teacher. After writing, it is usually after nine o’clock. Programmer: More money and less talk Die early!Therefore, Ni Meng should cherish the surviving author, and there will be more and more authors during summer vacation!
　　
　
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