Chapter 697
Chapter 697
"Jiaojiao can't."
Shen Shi said so in his mouth, but he didn't move to stop him, instead he put his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling.
Little Poor was sitting on his lap, insisting that he put on a white coat and let her ruin it.
She is very stubborn, no one can wear it, only Shen Shi must wear it.
Gu's mother and Gu's father took turns persuading her several times, but she refused to come down.
"Yes." She pursed her lips and pinched his clothes.
This posture, this scene, made Gu's father and Gu's mother blush.
"If you are good, you can't force Dr. Shen." However, after Madam Gu finished speaking, she felt that her words were ambiguous.
It seemed that her daughter was forcing Dr. Shen to do something terrible.
But in this scene, no matter how you look at it, it feels like Dr. Shen has been forced by the Overlord.
Mama Gu covered her face without looking.
Papa Gu was even more embarrassed.
After all, for him, his daughter's heart is bigger than the sky, although he is very sorry for Dr. Shen.
So the two husband and wife agreed very tacitly that they still had business to deal with, and they fled to the study under the pretext.
Shen Shi had no choice but to say: "Come down first, let's go to the studio."
Poor little ignored it.
Shen Shi had no choice but to pick her up and walk upstairs.
Aunt Chen smiled and walked to the kitchen: "Let me cut some fruit for you."
When he arrived at the studio, Xiao Poor came down on his own initiative.
But Shen Shi would not allow it.
"Run after teasing? Who taught you? Huh?"
He trapped her on the couch.
Obviously very oppressive, but because of his movement of stroking her earlobe, she looked too charming.
Little Poor couldn't help but grabbed his clothes, tilted his head back slightly, and opened his lips slightly.
This look is too alluring.
Shen Shi let her go at this moment.
As soon as the warm embrace left, she blinked her eyes puzzled, and reached out to try to catch his leaving figure.
But was avoided by Shen Shi.
The unsatisfied little poor was very wronged, and looked at Shen Shi pitifully.
Shen Shi's heart moved slightly, and he wanted to satisfy her.
At this moment, Aunt Chen came in with the cut fruit, Shen Shi went to pick up the fruit plate first, and even talked to Aunt Chen.
Poor little was even more wronged.
After Aunt Chen went out, Shen Shi came back to her.
Seeing her wringing her clothes, she was unhappy.
He subconsciously wanted to coax her, but instead of thinking of something, he withdrew his hand.
"What is Jiaojiao going to do? Huh?" He leaned over to look at her slightly, "I'll know what you want until Jiaojiao says it."
But little pitiful didn't know, she just wanted to hold his hand subconsciously.
Shen Shi straightened up again.
The little pitiful was even more wronged, she lowered her eyes and continued to twist her clothes.
Shen Shi couldn't make up his mind, so he squatted down in front of her: "Jiaojiao is an adult, there are some things you should understand."
He looked into her innocent eyes and sighed.
"I want you very much, so Jiaojiao doesn't want me?"
"want."
She came back quickly.
But Shen Shi didn't know if what she said was the same as what he wanted.
"Forget it, there is plenty of time anyway."
He thought so.
But in the end he felt dissatisfied, so he hugged Gu Ruojiao onto his lap.
"Jiaojiao, remember the last time I told you that if people want to be happy, they can secrete dopamine through kissing? I'm very unhappy now, can you help me?"
"Ah."
She is now able to respond to what the family says without being guided.
They will also take the initiative to ask for what they want.
She knew how to be comfortable for herself, so she concocted it according to the law and used it on Shen Shi.
Because it was so beyond Shen Shi's expectation that he couldn't bear such teasing.
"Jiaojiao is a studious child."
Shen Shi couldn't help but put her down on the sofa, his slender fingers penetrated into the clothes.
"Hmm~"
She unconsciously made a nice sound.
The string called reason in Shen Shi's mind was broken immediately.
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