Pretty Her

Chi Fengwen and Tong Ya looked at each other, and they were more worried, "Abao ..."

When Chi Song heard it, fearing that Tong Bao was sad, she couldn't care less about her small movements. He took out his hand and grabbed her shoulder, and asked, "A Bao, you haven't said anything to me because of such a big thing?"

Tong Bao squeezed a bitter smile: "Because it is me who reports my dad."

Chi Song stunned.

Tong Bao: "Dad has done a lot of illegal things. I can't watch him go wrong again." She said something and lowered her head: "Did I never expect that I was so ruthless and filial? . "

She returned to Tong's house in order to collect evidence. If she does not send Tong Haiqing to prison at this time, then Tong Haiqing's next behavior will bring her endless trouble. The evidence she reported was enough for Tong Haiqing to stay in prison for a lifetime.

She doesn't care about the property of the Tong family, she cares about a future that will not be dragged down by anyone.

Tong Ya first responded. She hugged Tong Bao: "A Bao, no one will blame you. Your father knows the law and breaks the law and should indeed be punished by the law."

Tong Bao hugged Tong Ya and cried with red eyes: "Mom."

Chi Fengwen stepped forward in time: "A Bao, uncle appreciates your approach, your idea is correct. Now it is a society ruled by law. Even if you do n’t report it, your father ’s affairs will be taken out sooner or later. It's not just about going to jail. You didn't harm your father. Instead, you saved his life. "

Chi Song could not speak at all, Chi Fengwen and Tong Ya surrounded Tong Bao groups. The two took turns to comfort Tong Bao, and did not give him a chance to play on the floor.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Tong Bao was tired and cried, and Tong Ya accompanied her to the room to sleep.

Chi Fengwen was leaving and was called by Chi Song.

"dad."

Chi Fengwen curiously turned back, "What's wrong?"

Chi Song asked in a low voice, "Abao will live in our house and never leave again, right?"

Chi Fengwen nodded: "Yes."

Chi Song asked: "If you later separate from Aunt Tong ..."

Chi Fengwen picked up a pillow and threw it over. Chi Song hid quickly and was not hit.

Chi Fengwen: "Less to talk about such obscenities in the future, unless your aunt Tong does not want your father, otherwise we will not be separated."

Chi Song's indifferent face: "Dad, you're so numb."

Chi Fengwen snorted and walked without looking back: "After you have the ability, you will meet the woman you love, don't be numb."

Chi Song hummed back: "Pretentive."

As a result, he just finished talking about Chi Fengwen and turned around and sent a WeChat to Tong Bao.

— "Abao, are you asleep?"

Tong Bao did not reply to him.

Chi Song put away his mobile phone in frustration, went back to the room to wash, waited for him to come out of the bath, lay down on the bed, and thought of his family's affairs, he couldn't sleep.

Before he went to the Tong family to pick up people, A Bao said he would stay. He thought she was hesitant between the Chi family and the Tong family.

did not expect……

It is undeniable that he was glad to hear of the accident at Tong's family. This means that in the future, she will only be at the Chi family.

But besides being happy, he was more worried.

Worried that A Bao would feel guilty, and worried that she would become more insecure in the future.

How stressful she should be when she was at Tong's house, but she never told him. She is stronger than he thought. But even so, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

Chi Song was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking of it at midnight.

Just as he was about to go to sleep, suddenly a ding came from the electronic door, and someone came in.

Chi Song thought he had hallucinations.

At home, only three people knew the password of his room door, Chi Fengwen, Aunt Tong, and Tong Bao.

Fengfeng Wen and Aunt Tong must have fallen asleep long ago, and Tong Bao was even less likely to come to his room at this point.

Just as Chi Song was about to continue to sleep, the big bed sank down, as if someone had climbed into the bed.

Chi Song was so frightened that his back was cold, thinking that he was bedridden by his ghosts, motionless and stiff.

He clearly felt that the quilt had been lifted open, and a man had penetrated into the warm quilt, slap against his back, and wrapped his hands around him from behind.

The little hands were soft and soft, and with it a light milk aroma.

"brother."

The girl's sweet voice sounded in her ears, and Chi Song stopped.

Not a ghost press.

Is it Tong Bao?

The girl shook him. "Brother, wake up."

Chi Song asked tentatively: "Abao?"

The girl leaned back happily: "Brother, didn't you sleep?"

Chi Song's voice weakened: "Well, I didn't sleep."

As he spoke, he subconsciously put a hand in his arm.

pain.

Is reality. A Bao really lay beside him.

The girl's soft body leaned close and close, and almost the whole person was attached to him. She greeted him coquettishly, complaining: "I can't sleep well every night after coming back from the town."

Chi Song's breath was scorching, not exhaling, but hot desire. He did not dare to turn over, and remained in the posture of being hugged by her, to calm down his hotness as much as possible.

He was not so clear-headed and asked stupidly, "Why don't you sleep well?"

She snorted, and her tail lengthened: "Because I used to sleep with my brother."

When in town, she often skipped bed and ran to occupy his sofa. For many nights, she forced him to accompany him to a movie, watched it and fell asleep on the sofa with him.

Chi Song knew this was wrong, but he couldn't refuse her. She relied on him, like a weaned lamb, confused and helpless, vulnerable.

He took a deep breath, and then slowly turned his body. The girl raised her eyes to look at him, opened her red mouth, and called him softly: "Brother."

The floor-to-ceiling windows facing the bed, the moonlight poured down, the two arms of the girl exposed outside were thin and white, the collarbone that was not covered by pajamas was delicate and thin, and the elegant neck was slightly raised, and the jade-like flawless skin was seductive. .

Chi Song sat up from the bed.

The girl lay down without moving, stretched his clothes corner, and asked obediently, "Brother, do you want to drive Abao away?"

Just as footsteps rang out of the corridor, Chi Fengwen got up to drink water.

When the girl came in, she didn't close the door tightly. Through the light line of the corridor leaking from the gap of the door, Chi Song saw Chi Fengwen stepping closer, her heart beating.

The girl said softly, "My slippers are still at the door."

Chi Song jumped out of bed, hid off the shoes by the door as fast as possible, and closed the door in time as soon as Chi Fengwen passed by.

Double password lock.

The closing of the door shocked Chi Fengwen, and outside the door Chi Fengwen knocked on the door: "A Song, why haven't you slept yet? Don't you need to make a movie tomorrow?"

Chi Song pretended to wake up halfway, pretending to yawn, and said to the door: "I'll go to sleep, dad, don't worry about me."

Waited for five minutes.

Chi Song pressed nervously to the door and listened to the movement outside. Chi Fengwen should return to the house and continue to sleep.

The girl in the dark didn't know when to lean in. She hugged him and muttered, "Brother, I'm so sleepy."

Just one robber and another robber.

Wenrou Township is the most embarrassing.

Chi Song shook his throat: "A Bao, brother will take you back to your room, will you?"

The girl shook her head and was wronged. "Not good."

Before he could react, she had stepped on his instep, stretched out her arms to him, her eyelashes flickered, and her voice took for granted: "Brother, hug me to bed, the air conditioner is too cold, I'm going into the bed."

After that, she pretended to sneeze.

With no technical content, he saw it through at a glance, but still couldn't help rubbing her nose for her, sighing, and finally chose to yield and hug her to bed.

As soon as she got into the bed, she leaned on him.

The girl's cold skin shuddered him. He lowered his head and asked, "Would you like to increase the temperature of the air conditioner?"

The girl reached out and touched the remote control of the air conditioner.

No increase, but lower.

Chi Song stunned.

The girl took it into his arms again, and said contentedly: "Brother, I'm cold, hug me fast."

"Abao?"

"Ok?"

"Decrease the temperature or something, of course it will be cold, and my brother is not an idiot."

"So?"

What else can I do with her?

Chi Song stretched out his hands and kicked his arms helplessly, holding the person in his arms tighter. He asked gently, "Will it be warmer?"

The girl moved restlessly in his arms like an excited kitten: "Yeah, nothing is warmer than my brother's arms."

Chi Song inadvertently raised his mouth, holding a person in his hand, but still had to take a serious look on his face: "I will not do this again next time." He subconsciously treated her as a three-year-old child. Noisy going to sleep with a man, you will be eaten clean, okay? "

The girl reminded him: "Brother, I used to hang out at night clubs, I understand."

Chi Song, who was just out of Xinshou Village, was stagnant, then resumed calmness, a touch of sourness in his heart, and asked casually: "Have you ever held someone else like this before?"

The girl raised her head, and her bright eyes seemed to be filled with starry sky: "I am very demanding. I have never held any other man except my brother."

Chi Song's heart was joyful, thinking of something, and then secretly asking, "Have you ever ... been in love?"

Girl: "I'm just like my brother, I'm everywhere."

Her response was too direct, and Chi Song was almost choked by her own saliva.

"No ... no ... brother didn't mean that ..."

The girl insisted: "What does that brother mean?"

Chi Song swallowed, as if he had been grilled on a fire, and there was a rush of heat in his body that made him restless.

"Brother knows you're popular, so ..."

The girls moved closer together, their small heads were almost ninety degrees upward, their lips were next to Chi Song ’s chin, and spit out and spit out: "Brother is the best man I have ever met. If it's my brother, that would be better. "

Chi Song's cheeks were crimson, and there was a popping candy in his head.

First love.

Did she talk about first love just now? Are you talking about him?

Chi Song returned to God, hesitated to ask, but the physical response reminded him that he could only shift the subject quickly.

Keeping asking, he could not guarantee that he would not become a beast.

"A Bao, come to my brother's room late at night, do you have something to tell your brother?"

The topic of panic seems to be less effective.

Tong Bao moved, earning from his arms. Chi Songhuai was emptied in the ground, and an infinite sense of emptiness loomed.

The thoughts in my mind magnify infinitely.

Don't want her to go.

Want to hold her to sleep.

Next second.

The girl made a comeback.

Instead of nesting in his arms, she pushed him down and lay straight on him.

This posture is more intimate than before. Because her legs stretched out to rest on his lap, her entire body fell on him, and the girl propped her head, her innocent appearance added a little temptation.

Born to be **** and pure, unstoppable aura and soft.

"I do have something to say to my brother."

Chi Song pretended to be indifferent: "What is it?"

She got up and looked at him from top to bottom, her eyes full of longing, and her red lips were less than an inch away from him.