The Sick Beauty And His Bamboo Horse Bodyguard [ Book Wearing ]

Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Do you think I have something wrong before you say these words?

About the protagonist is approaching to appear. Obviously, he has made countless psychological preparations. Sheng Jianan still has more inevitable emotions in his heart, and it is difficult to maintain the freedom he had done before.

"Your house, it's up to you." Sheng Jianan glanced at him.

Jiang Chi put his hands around Sheng Jianan's waist, hugged him tightly, and smiled, "What's my house? It's our house, mine is not yours."

After a moment of silence, Sheng Jianan also smiled and his eyes drooped slightly: "My own brothers are clear about the accounts."

Jiang Chi pulled the corners of his mouth and didn't have any smile in his eyes: "How can they compare with us? You are all mine, and of course everything about me is yours."

After saying that, he raised his hand and stroked Sheng Jianan's hair. It was soft, a little curly and easy to touch. Jiang Chi kissed the hair on his temples.

The way adults express their love for children will kiss their cheeks and hair. Xiao Jiangchi is schematic. When he wants to express his love for Xiao Nannan, he will hold his face and kiss his hair and cheeks.

When he was a child, Xiao Sheng Jianan was very beautiful and cute. Only Xiao Jiangchi could kiss alone, because this was his child. No one can rob him.

In fact, he walked around the dead end where he couldn't tell the result at all.
Sheng Jianan raised his eyes to Shangjiang Chi. He was looking at him slightly, and he couldn't see any emotions in his eyes.

But Sheng Jianan can see the stubbornness in Jiang Chi's eyes through those dark eyes. He knew that as long as the protagonist could not show up, Jiang Chi would never let him go.

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At night, the autumn was getting thicker and stronger. Sheng Jianan and Jiang Chi had just finished their meals and walked hand in hand on their way back to the dormitory.

The night was slightly cool and the air was refreshing. They walked side by side and no one spoke.

At this time, a pair of flirting little couple passed by. Sheng Jianan's eyes fell on them and looked at them for a long time. They didn't withdraw until they passed by.

After a while, Sheng Jianan shouted, "Jiang Chi."

"Huh?" Jiang Chi looked at him sideways.

Sheng Jianan also turned his head: "What if one day you meet someone you like and want to fall in love?"

Jiang Chi subconsciously frowned, stared at the boy who was more colder by the bright street lamp and the night, and denied without hesitation: "Impossible."

Sheng Jianan's face is very beautiful and alienated. His skin is fair and transparent, his eyelashes are clear, her eyes are beautiful and divine, his nose is beautiful, and his lips are also the most beautiful shape and color.

No matter how many people say that Sheng Jianan's face looks light and very difficult to get close, Jiang Chi can't feel it at first glance.

He only thinks that his Sheng Jianan is so cute and the cutest child in the world. His skin is white, tender and tender, like a big meat bun, and his eyes are watery, like a clear spring. Every time Sheng Jianan stares at him with these eyes, Jiang Chi feels that his heart can melt in an instant. The nose is small and cute, and the lips are pink and tender, which looks more attractive than jelly.

Why is it difficult to get close to such Sheng Jianan? He is obviously the cutest child in the world, and the cutest child in the world is hiss, which belongs to him alone.