Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

"This one suits you, white eyelash lace, there is room for imagination," Ding Miao lifted a pure white delicate lace bra in his hand, and gestured to Song Qiaoxi. "And Xixi, you see that this neckline is a halter neck design. Yes, tusk tusk, don’t look at the many packages, abstinence and seductive. There is also a black velvet ribbon, tied into a bow, which will be unwrapped like a present."

Looking into the mirror, Song Qiaoxi blushed.

Looking at the white lace corset with a somewhat complicated structure, I couldn't lift my head in shame just by imagining the appearance of wearing it on my body.

"Take this one to try, and this one." Ding Miao picked out a set of pure black strappy bra and a set of pink tulle and stuffed it into Song Qiaoxi's hand. "This is not your United States." Brand? I seem to have seen this one on the Victoria's Secret Show, which is a bit tied to art..."

Don't look at Ding Miao's appearance as a tall beauty with a cold temperament. She was influenced by her younger brother Ding Yi since childhood.

"Why we are in the United States, I am not an American, and this, this is too..." Song Qiaoxi picked up the black strappy bra in her hand, her voice was trembling, she found the key parts of this dress There is only a little bit of cover, looking at Ding Miao embarrassedly, and grievingly said, "Miaomiao, here, what is the difference between wearing this and not wearing it?"

"What you want is this effect. You should try it. Don't let it go." Ding Miao was full of aura, and took a silk nightdress to her a little disgustingly. "You should also be the Pudding Dog's'primary school chicken' nightdress. Changed."

Finally, when the two young girls walked out of Victoria\'s secret, Song Qiaoxi's paper bag contained five sets of underwear and two night skirts.

Ding Miao picked four sets for her, she only picked one set herself, and was laughed at by Ms. Miao's childishness.

That set is a limited edition for Easter. The bra is printed with a bunny, and the **** inside the small inner part is made of rabbit fur, which has a very good-feeling bunny tail.

When Song Qiaoxi saw this set of underwear, she thought of the little bunny lantern from the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival when she was a child.

It's a little regretful that the little rabbit lantern brought back from Baotu Spring Lantern Festival failed to accompany Chu Jin through the gloomy night in the end.

The two took a taxi back to Ding Miao School, and Song Qiaoxi kept getting angry on the way back to the dormitory.

In the Victoria\'ssecret store just now, she has really exhausted her powers. Who would have thought that trying on underwear would be so tiring.

She now looks really "squeezed dry", she doesn't think about anything except sleeping.

Ding Miao asked Song Qiaoxi to sleep in her own bed, and she made another bed alone.

"Miaomiao, when will you end your get out of class tomorrow?" Song Qiaoxi finished washing and leaned down on Ding Miao's bed. She found that Ding Miao had already started studying. "Don't delay your study. When will you be free, go and buy one with me." Birthday cake, right?"

"I have no class in the afternoon. Don't worry. I will accompany you to buy it." Ding Miao put down the pen in her hand and looked up at her. "Did you buy Chu Jin's birthday present?"

"Buy it!" Song Qiaoxi nodded, "I bought Chu Jin a Hermes belt with the prize money from participating in the photography competition, bought a tie for my father, and my mother bought a silk scarf, yes! Miaomiao, I also give it to Chu Jin. You brought a gift, it’s in the box, I’ll get it for you now..."

"Okay, my little ancestor, you go to bed first, don't come down." Ding Miao raised his hand and patted the edge of the bed, soothing, "Bring it to me tomorrow, and go to bed."

Song Qiaoxi yawned, lay down again, and said dazedly: "You can take it yourself, my box code is 0000, open my box, there is a pink box in it, I bought it for you... ..."

Under the lamp, Ding Miao listened to Song Qiaoxi babbling a few words on the upper storey, and soon there was no movement.

She smiled silently at the class notes, her little girlfriend, who is obviously a twenty-year-old young woman, sometimes is very considerate and can take care of others, sometimes she is straightforward and innocent like a little silly girl.

After completing the study task for the day, Ding Miao stretched out and prepared to wash.

She almost laughed out of pink and black paper bags thrown by the door.

Looking for a washing basin, Ding Miao took the five sets of underwear Song Qiaoxi bought to the bathroom to wash them by hand, like an old mother, and dried them on the balcony.

Straight ball little silly girl, going from a girl to a woman.

-

Early the next morning, March 27, 2010, it was only a dozen hours before Chu Jin’s birthday.

Ding Miao took Song Qiaoxi for breakfast in the school cafeteria.

Xixi gnawed on the buns, took a sip of soy milk, raised her head and asked Ding Miao, "Have you been to Chujin's new home?"

"I've been there." Ding Miao ate tofu brains and fried dough sticks without lifting his eyelids. "Ding Yi and Zhao Xin have also been there, do you dare to believe it? The three of them have gone together now, with three heads. Similar."

"Ah!" Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it, "I thought Zhao Xin is a very introverted character, but Ding Yi can play well with anyone. He has been popular since he was a child."

"Huh, that stinky boy, Ding Yi's housewarming gift to Chu Jin is a box set. I've had a bad stomach since I was a child." Ding Miao rolled her eyes and took out her mobile phone to take a look.

"..." Song Qiaoxi took a bite of the steamed bun and looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them. She lowered her voice and asked, "Miaomiao, have you and Zhao Xin... have ever had it? Does it hurt? ?"

Ding Miao shrugged, picked up her mobile phone and sent a message, saying in a flat tone: "It must be a little uncomfortable the first time, but when you relax, you won't actually feel much pain. Anyway, it hurts badly when I didn't come to my aunt. Too much is to feel that this person belongs to you a kind of satisfaction."

"Then, do you really feel happy?" Xiao Zhiqiu blinked, looking very expectant, and asked Ding Miao for a moment.

"Puff..." Ding Miao was amused by her again. Sometimes she couldn't resist Xixi's problems with the straight ball. "You won't know if you try it once? This matter varies from person to person. Tsk tsk No wonder boys like your kind, pure and lusty chicks."

Ding Miao’s cell phone rang, and she answered the phone and said imperturbably, “Brother smelly, let me find out for your sister. I will make sure to get home as soon as possible tonight. If the information is wrong, you will look good.”

After hanging up the phone, Ding Miao shook her cell phone to Song Qiaoxi, "You don't expect to be socializing tonight. Ding Yi said that he usually works overtime until eleven o'clock and goes directly to his apartment to rest."

"Well, I make it so late every day." Song Qiaoxi lowered her head and took a sip of soy milk, feeling uncomfortable in her heart, full of distress.

-

As the evening approaches, Song Qiaoxi becomes more nervous.

When Miaomiao was in class, she wandered around the campus with a camera.

For Song Qiaoxi, the university campuses in China are fresh everywhere, and I didn't feel bored by shooting all morning.

In the past two days, Song Qiaoxi only talked with Chu Jin’s voice and messages, under the pretext that she went to other states to take pictures with her classmates in the photography studio. The two girls stayed in a hotel and it was inconvenient for the video, and they got confused.

After class, Ding Miao accompanied her to buy a birthday cake for Chu Jin. Song Qiaoxi wanted caramel sea salt flavor, but it was a pity that there was no such flavor in several cake shops.

Second, I bought a red velvet cake.

After dinner, Song Qiaoxi was pushed into the bathroom by Ding Miao to take a bath. After washing the fragrance, she changed into the pure white lace underwear suit she bought yesterday.

The mirror in the bathroom was all foggy, so I cleaned a piece of it with my hand. Song Qiaoxi looked at herself in the mirror.

Exquisite and soft lace draped on the skin, and the black velvet ribbon was tied into a small bow and fell on her chest. This lace bra made her cold white complexion glowing.

After drying her hair, she put on a loose milky white sweater and a pair of tight jeans under her body, which outlined the beautiful lines of the girl.

At the end of March, Beijing had already warmed up during the day, and the sun had disappeared at night, and the temperature had dropped significantly.

"Wear less inside, and thicker outside." Ding Miao pulled out a beige cashmere coat and a pair of black suede over-the-knee boots from Song Qiaoxi's box. "Put on boots, in case you have to wait a while. The cold enters from the feet."

Song Qiaoxi nodded obediently, "Okay."

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Ding Miao took Song Qiaoxi to the entrance of Chu Jin’s apartment. She and Ding Yi came often. The security at the door had already known each other and took her to the sixteenth floor of Chu Jin’s rented apartment by elevator.

"Then I will go now?" Ding Miao looked around. There were two apartments in the same apartment. Chu Jin said that the other family had been unoccupied. The temperature in the corridor was not low, and it should not be cold. She warned with anxiety. Song Qiaoxi, "Xixi, I repeat one last time, you must use parcels for questions of principle, have you heard?"

"Okay." Song Qiaoxi nodded heavily.

On this issue, it is unnecessary for Ding Miao to say that her mother has educated her since she was a child.

After Ding Miao left, Song Qiaoxi held the cake box in her arms, leaned her suitcase against the wall, and walked in front of Chu Jin's house.

Checking the time displayed on the phone from time to time, Ding Miao would send her a WeChat message every few minutes, telling her the "intelligence" she found out from Ding Yi.

She thought it was a bit funny, she didn't know what kind of expression Chu Jin would look like when she saw herself?

Hasn't seen her for so long, would he miss her too?

Anyway, Song Qiaoxi wanted to miss Chu Jin very much, thinking that she felt a little ashamed of her parents, as if she had no such heart-wrenching miss for her parents.

And when the distance between the two people became so close, it didn't take long to see her, and she was so nervous that her heartbeat accelerated again.

After waiting for a long time, it was already eleven o'clock. Fifteen minutes ago, I received Ding Miao’s WeChat message, saying that Chu Jin had already left the company, and it was reasonable to be home in at most ten minutes.

But Song Qiaoxi waited left and right, but didn't wait until the elevator going up and down stopped on the sixteenth floor.

She stood a little tired, and the jet lag came up again.

Chu Jin is obsessed with cleanliness, and if the cake box is placed on the ground, he is afraid that he will not want to eat it if he is too dirty...

After thinking for a while, he just sat down on the mat at the door of Chu Jin's house, put the cake box in his arms, leaned his head against the door of his house and closed his eyes.

I just closed my eyes, the elevator made a "ding", and then I stood up without delay...

Thinking of this, Song Qiaoxi fell asleep.

-

Chu Jin finished working overtime, packed his computer bag and took the elevator downstairs.

His backpack was bought by Song Qiaoxi from the United States when he returned to China last summer. It is not a valuable brand. The smoky-grey Tumi backpack has been used by Chu Jin.

When I walked down to the office building, I ran into the company's sales executive pinching out a cigarette **** at the door.

"Mr. Chu!" The sales director was twelve years older than Chu, and greeted him with a smile, "Let's have a supper together?"

"7-Eleven buys a sandwich, what do you eat, oden? Rice balls? I'll treat you." Chu Jin walked over and patted the sales manager's arm.

There is a 24-hour 7-Eleven under the office building, where he always settles his supper in the evening.

Song Qiaoxi wasn't there, Chu Jin didn't have any requirements for eating, as long as he was full.

"Hey, get up." The supervisor didn't pick it up, and went into the convenience store with Chu Jin.

This 7-Eleven also has a row of high stools by the window, which is convenient for customers who have bought food to eat in the store before leaving.

Under the incandescent lamp, Chu Jin took apart the sandwiches and ate slowly, glanced at the bowl of oden ordered by his subordinates, and the corners of his lips turned upwards unconsciously.

Five years ago, sixteen-year-old Song Qiaoxi had to take him to eat "seafood" after school because someone at school circulated his rumors. Who knew that the "seafood" in the little girl's mouth was actually Seven's oden.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was eleven o'clock.

It is seven o'clock in the morning, Los Angeles time, and Song Qiaoxi hasn't woken up yet.

"Mr. Chu, have something to eat?" The subordinate took a bite of the fish ball, watching the young CEO staring at his bowl of oden, and pushing the bowl forward.

"No, you eat." Chu Jin realized that he was distracted and waved his hand.

The subordinate bought two more cans of beer, and they drank with Chu Jin while chatting that his wife was hard to serve, and the child's disobedient parent was short, and finally said enviously: "Mr. Chu, you are still happy, a golden bachelor."

"Old Gu, my wife and children are the happiest with me." Chu Jin smiled and shook his head, glanced at the ring on his hand, and drank the rest of Yanjing in the can with his head up and put it on his back. The backpack on the side stood up, "I'll go first, and you will go home early. My wife is waiting for you at home. See you tomorrow."

He did not refute his subordinate's title of "Golden Bachelor" because Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao occasionally came back to the company to find Chu Jin.

The school where Aunt Qiao works is not far away, and she often feels that she is too tired to take care of the meal. After making dumplings and steaming the buns, they will be delivered at noon in a thermal insulation box, and she will be staring at Chu Jin to finish eating at the company.

Not many times, people in the company knew them, and they thought they were Chu Jin's parents, and he didn't refute them either.

Because the relationship with Song Qiaoxi still conceals this family, every time a company employee asks about the topic of "girlfriend", Chu Jin is silent, and laughs at anyone who asks.

Over time, everyone in the company assumed that he was single, and the ring on his hand was probably to block the peach blossoms.

For Chu Jin, a can of beer didn't even know where the drunk shadow was.

He crossed a road and bought a few cans of beer in the convenience store at the entrance of the apartment. He wanted to make himself a little drunk. Maybe he could dream of her in his dream tonight.

I miss Song Qiaoxi so much. Even if there is a minute of free time for work and study, Song Qiaoxi's smile will instantly occupy Chu Jin's brain.

The moment the elevator door opened, Chu Jin stood in the corridor at the door of his house, thinking that he had hallucinations.

The plastic bag in his hand fell to the ground, and the cans fell on the ground, making a crashing sound and scattered all over the floor.

Song Qiaoxi was awakened by a familiar breath, the taste of mint, the taste of Chu Jin, and the faint taste of wine.

Opened her eyes in a daze, the lover she missed in front of her.

I haven't seen him for half a year, and Chu Jin has become more mature, the only student spirit in him seems to have completely faded, and he is completely a young man who looks like a fairy.

"Fairy..." She was still not awake, one hand was subconsciously protecting the cake box, and the other was numb in sleep, she slowly lifted up and touched his lips.

"What fairy? Why did you come, why didn't you call me?" Chu Jin's voice was hoarse and anxious, as if he did not believe that the person in front of him was real. He took Song Qiaoxi's arm and said, "Get up, on the ground. cold."

"Wait a minute..." Song Qiaoxi struggled to protect the cake box in her hand, took out the phone and glanced at the screen. Fortunately, it was just in time.

The mobile phone screen shows at 0:00 on March 28, 2010.

"Extremely, happy 21st birthday." Song Qiaoxi tilted her head and smiled sweetly.

Chu Jin was stunned for a moment, his eyes were slightly red, and he took the cake box away for her, wanting to put it on the ground.

"Be careful, don't spoil the butter, and don't put it on the ground. I'm afraid you don't want to eat it." Song Qiaoxi said anxiously.

"I will eat whatever you buy." Chu Jin held Song Qiaoxi in his arms like a child, and fumbled for the key to open the door.

He took out a pair of plastic-encapsulated pink bunny slippers from the shoe cabinet, put Song Qiaoxi on the shoe stool, unpacked it and put it on for her.

"You bought it?" Song Qiaoxi shook the slippers on her feet and couldn't help laughing.

These pink bunny plush slippers look very familiar, but they really don't match Chu Jin, and they feel very inconsistent.

Chu Jin said with some embarrassment: "I went to the supermarket to buy daily necessities on the first day of moving. I saw this pair of slippers and remembered that you had a similar pair when you were a kid, so I bought it."

"Why are you so good?" Song Qiaoxi took off her coat and stepped on pink bunny slippers and looked around the apartment.

The apartment that Chu Jin rents is about 120 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room. The layout is very simple, all in black, white and gray tones.

She looked at the pink slippers on her feet, feeling like an intruder from outside.

Chu Jin had already brought the luggage and cakes into the house, and walked over to touch her forehead, "Is it cold outside for so long? Don't get sick and have a fever, make you a **** cola?"

"Don't drink or drink," Song Qiaoxi hugged Chu Jin, buried her head in his arms, and greedily smelled his body, "I'm so physically strong, and I eat so deliciously."

She flew all the way back from the United States, not to drink **** cola.

Maybe it was some days that I hadn't seen each other, and the young couple who had reunited after a long time saw each other again. After the ecstasy, there will always be a slight embarrassment and embarrassment.

Song Qiaoxi raised her head in Chu Jin's arms and said aggrieved: "Do you miss me? I miss you so much..."

"I miss you, I miss you every day." Chu Jin hugged her tightly, her Adam's apple rolling unnaturally.

He put his fingers into the long hair soft like seaweed, dragged the little girl's neck and kissed it warmly and without fear.

Kissed her soft lips, her slender and smooth neck, Chu made a hand to hook the chain around Song Qiaoxi's neck, and kissed the ring with her body temperature.

"Did you drink?" Song Qiaoxi panted and asked, with a faint smell of wine between her lips.

Chu Jin buried his head in her neck and said, while kissing her neck closely, "Explain to the little leader, just before going upstairs, I had a beer with 7-Eleven and the male subordinate."

"Hmm..." Song Qiaoxi tilted her head back uncontrollably, and was forced to approach him by Chu Jin's hands. Her heart was about to jump out and her body trembled slightly, "I, I prepared your birthday for you. The gift, in the box, don't you look at it?"

As if aware of her tension, Chu Jin adjusted her breathing, let go of her, raised her eyes and smiled and said "OK".

Put the box down, the largest shipping box is almost bigger than her.

Song Qiaoxi unlocked the combination lock, opened the button of the box, "click" a few times, and spread the box flat.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pink inner inner with a bunny tail, a black strappy bra, a pink-blue rimless tulle underwear, and a T-shaped inner inner of the same color and style.. ....

Ding Miao!

Song Qiaoxi yelled desperately in her heart, my sister Miao, when will you give me the luggage to pack? ! !

She reacted quickly, she threw herself on the box, and did not dare to look back at Chu Jin, praying in her heart that he would never find out.

It's just that this behavior is really trying to cover up.

The whole figure was picked up by Chu Jin from the box like a kitten. He circled the petite girl in his arms, picked up the small inner inner with a rabbit tail, and smiled like a cannibal fairy, "Birthday I like gifts, don’t you want to show them to me?"

"..." Although she was fully prepared to come, Song Qiaoxi was so nervous that she wanted to vomit, and she became dumb when asked by Chu Jin.

I just feel hot all over, so ashamed that I don't know what to say.

She can't say that I have already changed into a white lace suit, and I am not going to wear this little bunny today!

Touching the hot fingertips on her waist, Song Qiaoxi stammered and wanted to find a reason to procrastinate, "Oh, um, shall we not eat the cake first? I want to buy the caramel and sea salt flavored cake that I had eaten in Macau. , I didn't buy it, I bought the red velvet flavor, and I haven't sang a birthday song for you yet?"

"I don't want to eat cake," Chu Jin kissed the tip of her nose, peachy eyes smiled seductively, "I want to eat you more."

Damn...

Song Qiaoxi blinked and gasped unconsciously, she was too nervous.

"Small straight ball" thought instinctively, if you answer Chu Jin now, come and eat, is it too "straight ball"?

Soon, Chu Jin changed from hugging her tightly to gently hugging her.

He stared at her with bottomless eyes and laughed in a low voice, "Scared? Just kidding, wait until Xixi is ready. If you want us to have a relationship again after we get married, then we will get married. talk about it later."

"Is it really funny, are you hungry?" Chu Jin squeezed her cheek, regaining her daily non-sentimental intimacy, "Want to eat oden, go downstairs to buy you spinach cake, chicken crispy bones and konjac Silk?"

He remembers what she likes to eat.

"Ah..." Song Qiaoxi was a little dazed, hesitated for a moment and shook her head, "I'm full. I ate boiled fish with Ding Miao. Then, shall we eat the cake tomorrow?"

Chu Jin nodded, "Okay, if you are sleepy, you have dark circles under your eyes. Tonight you will sleep in my room and I will sleep on the sofa. I will find you a new bath towel."

After speaking, Chu Jin walked into the bedroom, took a clean bath towel into the master bedroom bathroom, and went out to find an unopened ceramic water cup in the study cabinet, which was used as a mouthwash for Song Qiaoxi.

Song Qiaoxi slowly followed him all the way, like a small tail, following Chu Jin from the master bedroom to the bathroom, from the bathroom to the study, and then from the study to the bathroom, she couldn't tell what was in her heart.

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to show his firm arms, and helped her put the bath water.

The bathroom started to vaporize and the air became humid and sultry. Chu Jin tried the water temperature and asked: "You go out first, did you bring your toothbrush? Did you bring your clothes? Bring things in and I will teach you how to adjust the water temperature."

"Inner..." Song Qiaoxi grabbed Chu Jin's shirt sleeve, tightening her fingers a little bit. She couldn't hold it anymore, she said with her mouth closed, "I didn't say that I could not eat... ...."

The sound of the water in the bathroom clashed, Chu Jin slowly straightened up and looked at Song Qiaoxi condescendingly.

Her cheeks were white and tender, with a soft pink color, like a ripe and attractive peach.

Approaching her step by step, the bathroom was small, and Song Qiaoxi was pressed against the tiled wall in two or three steps.

Song Qiaoxi was trapped in a small area of ​​activity.

Chu Jin's voice was dumb, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Well, I didn't say no," Song Qiaoxi leaned back on the cold and damp ceramic tiles, looked up at Chu Jin's red eyes fearlessly, and said softly, "Before I came, I took a shower... ..."

The hot lips fell on her lips, and the hot and humid kiss was not as gentle as before, with an obvious aggression.

The hot breath was blowing in her ears, Song Qiaoxi's earlobe was held in her mouth by Chu Jin, and she gave it a light bite.

She couldn't help letting out a nasal hum, and bit her lip tightly.

White sweaters and jeans were scattered on the ground.

"Don't bite yourself..." Chu Jin whispered in her ear, her voice hoarse and angrily, "Did you miss me, Xixi, please tell me, say you miss me." ....."

Song Qiaoxi was in Chu Jin's arms and held his neck. Because the bathroom air was thin, she raised her head and exhaled in small mouths, like a mermaid leaving only the water, but now she is obviously covered with water.

Song Qiaoxi whispered: "I miss you, I miss you every day, in my dreams, I also miss you in my dreams..."

Song Qiaoxi's long curly hair reaching her waist was dampened with hot water, and she followed her shoulders to her arms and to the back of her neck. She lay in Chu Jin's arms, and the water from the shower head rolled down her eyelashes.

The tiles are cool and the shower is hot.

The temperature of Chu Jin's fingertips crossed her cold fingers, Song Qiaoxi had to bury her head in the water, and the shoulders of her shirt whimpered quietly. They had been apart for too long, thinking that he couldn't help but want to cry.

The strength of Chu Jin's arms around her was a little heavier, and the little girl closed her eyes and wanted to be closer to him, so she didn't want to separate anymore.

"Xixi, I love you, you are mine." Chu Jin whispered in her ear, mixing with the sound of water to the extreme.

Song Qiaoxi's tears were mixed with drops of water, and her body was limp, almost unable to stand.

In the dimly lit room, only one night light was turned on.

His lips fell on her trembling eyelashes, one hand stretched out to the bedside table and took out a small red box from the drawer.

Finally having a chance to breathe, Song Qiaoxi probed it curiously, "Is this a gift from Ding Yi?"

The master bedroom is warm like spring, he smiled low, and the Qi Si in his eyes did not hide the slightest, and said softly: "No, Ding Yi sent it...the size is wrong, it's too small."

Chu Jin's voice seemed to be coaxing, holding her little hand with one hand, and placing it on his heart wearing a thin T-shirt, "I don't know when you will be ready, but I should always be prepared."

Lowering his head, Chu Jin continued to kiss her tenderly.

He untied the velvet bow of her neckline like a present.

Song Qiaoxi put her hand on his chest, feeling Chu Jin's powerful heartbeat.

On the chain of her neck, there was a ring that Chu Jin gave her. It shook slightly on her chest, and it hit the skin of her collarbone with a little coolness.

Tears were like broken beads, and she couldn't help it. She gasped and whispered pain in a crying voice.

All the senses have been infinitely magnified, and there have been countless times I want to push him away, but I am afraid that he will really leave.

It's unbearable pain, and it's like endless gratification, everything is not like what really happened, like a dream.

In the end, Song Qiaoxi only remembered that Chu Jin was in her ear, and she murmured like sighs over and over again, "Xixi, I love you, Xixi, you are mine, and I will only belong to me all my life... "

-

Because of jet lag, Song Qiaoxi only felt her head sinking when she woke up, and the curtains in the master bedroom were tightly drawn. She didn't know if it was day or night outside.

I sat up with my body supported and looked down. I only wore a chubby T-shirt on my body. There was nothing else, but the red, purple and purple traces on my body looked strange and scary...

How did he do it!

The sheets were changed, and the quilt still smelled of Chu Jin.

After groping for the phone, she remembered that the phone was put in the living room by her last night.

"Wake up?" Chu Jin opened the door and came in with a cup of hot milk in his hand. "I have packed roast duck, and some Hong Kong-style dim sum and seafood porridge you like. Are you hungry?"

Pulling on the quilt again, Song Qiaoxi still had red and purple marks on her body, and said angrily: "Aren't you hungry, don't you have classes today? Don't you need to go to the company?"

"Don't go, ask for leave." Chu Jin said softly, putting the warm glass in her hand, "Do you want me to hold you up? Does it hurt?"

The vague memories flooded in like a tide last night, Song Qiaoxi remembered that she had no strength at that time and was carried by Chu Jin to the bathroom to clean up.

He wrapped her up like a silkworm, and put her on the bed after changing the sheets, gently patting her back to coax her, "I'm not afraid or not, Xixi is not afraid..."

There was a sense of shame in hindsight. To be honest, the pain is not painful, and the body does not feel particularly uncomfortable.

It's just that the legs are sore, like the second day after running 800 meters without warming up on the side of the body in high school, but it's not so squeamish to walk.

She shook her head, frowning and staring at the milk glass in front of her, "It doesn't hurt, but I don't want to drink milk. Pour me a glass of water?"

"Okay." Chu Jin took the cup in her hand, kissed Song Qiaoxi's eyes and stood up from the bed.

"Ah, that..." Song Qiaoxi took advantage of him to turn around, took a look at the quilt, and said bitterly, "Can you help me get the box at the door? I want to change my clothes."

Chu Jin let out an "um" and suddenly laughed in a low voice.

He turned around, staring straight at her, there was no room for discussion in the words, "Tonight, change that little rabbit, right?"