Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Qiao Nanchu glanced at it, and became even more angry: "Who wears this skirt for you?" Is this what a 19-year-old girl should wear? He had a fierce face, "Knock me the buttons!"

His stern expression is like a staid elder who has caught his child out of order.

Wen Baiyang was stunned for a while before he buttoned all the buttons on his suit jacket. He is tall and his coat can cover the hem of her skirt. The top is covered, and the thin straight legs are still exposed. When the wind blows, she trembles with the cold.

I was still afraid of freezing her after all.

"Come in with me first."

Oh.

She followed in again, there was heating in the room, and her face was steamed red as soon as she entered.

Qiao Nanchu picked a quiet place, the anger that was brewing in his eyes had not disappeared, and asked her: "Who brought you here?"

Wen Baiyang replied in sign language: "She asked me to come."

"She" refers to a gentle and rusty name.

Not long after Wen Baiyang was born, Wen Ya was thrown on the Damai Mountain. She hadn't heard anything for 14 years. If Qiao Nanchu had not brought her to the Imperial Capital five years ago, she and Wen Ya would not have any intersection.

Wen Ya never raised her, never taught her. It's just that, in order to act as a gentle and charitable mother in front of Qiao Shenxing, she has given her some economic and material'maternal love' and some verbal'care', but that's all.

In Qiao Nanchu's view, Wen Ya is not a mother, and Wen Baiyang does not need to obey.

This girl was raised by him, so I only need to listen to him.

"Do you come when she asks you to come?"

Wen Baiyang is not angry even if he is fierce. He has a good temper and is as docile as a little animal that has not grown claws.

She replied: "She said you are here." After the gesture, she handed him the bag in her hand, "The guard at your place has changed and won't help me store things."

She is here to give him something.

Because it was better than sign language, she hung the bag on her wrist for too long. The wrist was already red. She didn't complain, but worried: "If you don't give it to you, it will be broken."

Won't contact him?

Qiao Nanchu took the bag and didn't care what was inside, holding her hand and looking at the red mark on her wrist.

She shrank her hands: "It's mushroom chicken soup." She also said, "My grandmother brought the chicken here. It's a native chicken that she raised. It's very nutritious."

She really treats him as a benefactor and gives him food every few times.

Even if there is still a fire, he can't send her to her: "Didn't he give you the key?"

"The gate of the community didn't give it."

Because the previous doorman knew her, he didn't give it.

Qiao Nanchu took the magnetic card key from the gate and approached her.

She was stunned for a moment, and stepped back.

"What to hide."

He stretched his hand around her back, clinging to her waist, not letting her retreat, leaned slightly, took out the pocket square of the suit on her, and put the card in: "I'll take you back."

He backed away.

She took a hard breath, her eyelashes still shaking.

He carried the bag of mushroom chicken soup and smiled.

In those few seconds, it was like a lot of love... Xue Baoyi looked at it clearly from a long distance away: "If this is brother and sister relationship, I will goug my eyes out."

Jiang Zhi did not answer.

At the other end, Qiao Nanchu has left with his ‘children’s wife’.

Xue Baoyi glanced intently at her again: "That girl is not in her twenties, the old Nanchu cow is eating tender grass." Oh, by the way, "Why are you so fragrant?"

Jiang Zhi didn't want to discuss this issue at all.

Xue Baoyi thought it was strange, and she leaned in and smelled it like a pug: "Brother Zhi, you are enough to grow like this, so you can seduce yourself and seduce whom!"

Jiang Zhi was annoyed by what he said: "Sent from Zhou Xufang."

"perfume?"

I really don't want to explain, I have to explain: "Body milk."

Xue Baoyi first laughed, then touched his chin, picked up an unruly look, and said in a wild voice: "You man, really **** sweet."

Jiang Zhi: "Go away."

Xue Baoyi is gone.

Ding--

It was his trumpet that came to WeChat, and his trumpet was just a friend.

Lao Nafa called your ancestor: "Er, give me the address."

A handsome word runs through his life: "What are you doing?" Xue Baoyi regretted this sentence, and immediately remedied, "Don't bark, who is your son!"

The other party didn't care, she had finished calling anyway.

Lao Nafa called your ancestor: "Send you good things."

A handsome character runs through his life: "First say what it is." Wouldn't you send him a handful of food? Yesterday she still scolded him in the game, saying that he is the king of dishes.

Lao Na Fa called your ancestor: "Body milk."

Body milk again?

Is this popular recently? Xue Baoyi recalled the scent of Jiang Zhi's body... She was resisting inside.

A handsome character runs through his life: "I am a big man, I don't need it."

Lao Nafa called your ancestor: "You can use it for your mother, and so can your girlfriend."

From the perspective of female thinking, the answer below should be-girlfriend! Girlfriend! Focus: Female! Friends! Friends!

Unfortunately, Xue Baoyi is a straight steel man.

He thought that Jiang Zhi's body milk was given by his girlfriend, and now this guy is also giving it to him, he is floating.

He immediately sent the address.

Even with a quick hand, he edited a sentence: "Recipient: Xue Baoyi."

When I was excited, I sent it out, and then—

A sentence popped up on the screen: Your ancestor has enabled friend verification on Lao Na Fa account, and you are not his (her) friend. Please send a friend verification request first. After the other party is verified, you can chat and send friend verification.

Xue Baoyi: "..."

Oh my day!

Over there, Fang Ideal, who had just practiced the Law of True Fragrance in person, fell into a trough. He said that he didn't ask, why is his hands low? for! What! What! hand! cheap!

She suddenly felt that the weather was a bit cold, and she felt cold in her heart. She needed comfort and love.

Ullara’s ideal: "Xu Fang."

Zhou Xufang may have been sitting in front of the computer tonight, or holding a mobile phone in his hand, returning quickly.

Fairy spinning: "Yeah."

Fang Ideal looked out the window and suddenly wanted to learn from Lin Daiyu to bury the flowers, so forget it, it was strangely cold outside.

Ullala’s ideal: "He has a girlfriend." She asked him to give his body milk to his girlfriend, but he did not deny having a girlfriend.

Fairy Spin: "Then don't play friends with him, you can't be a junior."

Zhou Xufang is a three-minded girl. Every time he sees the mistress in the novel, I hate it, and she will leave a message to Da, so that the mistress will receive the lunch earlier.

Therefore, she definitely does not support Fang Ideal playing friends with her little brother online.

Of course, Fang Ideal is also a girl with a three-pointed view. Since the other party already has a dog in the family, she must correct her attitude and stop having evil thoughts.

Suppressing the seed of evil in the cradle, fortunately, it just sprouted a little bit and has not grown into a towering tree.

Ullala’s ideal: "Just be his father."

Ullala's ideal: "It's quite interesting to play games with him."

This will definitely be a touching father-son relationship.

Let her be sad for a while.

After a while... Ullara’s ideal: "Have I used the body lotion I mailed you? Is it good?"

That body lotion was her first endorsement, and it was still a high-end brand. The brand was very generous and gave her several boxes after the advertisement was shot.

Fairy spinning: "Yeah."

Zhou Xufang was too slow to type, so she started to speak.

Fairy Spin: "It's easy to use."

Fairy Spin: "Slippy, very fragrant."

Fairy Spin: "I bought it for Jiang Zhi."

I have posted four in a row. It seems that Zhou Xufang is very satisfied with this product. Otherwise, she would not buy Jiang Zhi. She would carefully select the things for Jiang Zhi.

but--

Ullara’s ideal: "...this is for ladies only."

Moreover, the product developers want to make this skin care product a substitute for perfume. Therefore, the fragrance will last longer than ordinary body lotions, and the audience of the product is basically women.

Zhou Xufang said she knew.

Fairy Spin: "Jianzhi's skin is as delicate as a girl."

Just after sending this one, Zhou Xufang sent another one to correct it.

Fairy Spin: "Jianzhi's skin is more delicate than a girl's."

Therefore, take care of it carefully.

Ullala’s ideal: "Very delicate?"

Fairy spinning: "Hmm!"

Ullala's ideal: "Have you touched it?" A thief smiled emoticon.

Zhou Xufang didn't reply after a long time because of the sudden irregularities.

Fairy spinning: "No."

Fairy spinning: "Ideal, you are lustful."

The lustful Ullala ideal: "..."

Fairy spinning: "."

Isn't it?

Fang Ideal sent more than a dozen pictures in a row.

Zhou Xufang didn't want to look at those pictures, but she had to end the chat at the end of her obsessive-compulsive disorder. Therefore, when Fang Ideal sent a picture, she returned a full stop, so that she saw so many lustful pictures.