Chapter 121
Chapter 121
Jia Baoyu felt her waist move up and down under the cold palm, and Wang Xifeng touched her back and stomach seriously, and said, "It really doesn't hurt anymore."
"Don't support yourself, lie down and read." Wang Xifeng got up and went to the kitchen again. Jia Baoyu took her hand and said, "Cousin, don't worry about me, I'm fine."
Only now did Wang Xifeng see the tea and cola placed next to him, and he didn't know when they brought them here, so he was so busy. "Call me if you have something to do." Wang Xifeng reached out and touched her head.
Jia Baoyu nodded, feeling that the way Wang Xifeng touched her head was like treating a child, Wang Xifeng didn't realize it, but Jia Baoyu had a deep understanding.It seems that Jia Baoyu in front of Wang Xifeng is still a little girl, but Wang Xifeng herself looks like a grown up.
Jia Baoyu had a book on his lap, and his body was transplanted onto a thick pillow.Once she enters the book, the air around her will be quiet and no longer impetuous.
Wang Xifeng fell to the ground to sleep.The electric fan spun in circles, and there was a leisurely and leisurely sound.The two occupied a place respectively, and Hu didn't bother.
At some point, Wang Xifeng fell asleep and moved to Jia Baoyu's side, climbed up the soft pillow mountain with her head, and put her hands on Jia Baoyu's stomach.In the dream, I still stroked from time to time.
When Jia Baoyu regained consciousness, she found Wang Xifeng lying beside her, turned her body slightly, her long golden-red hair fell from her shoulders, slid to her chest, and the ends of her hair fell on her book.
Jia Baoyu turned his head to look at Wang Xifeng who was leaning against her. Wang Xifeng looked a little more demure when she was sleeping than when she was awake.
It would have been better if the hand hadn't been moving around all the time.
Wang Xifeng turned her body 45 degrees and lay on her side facing Jia Baoyu, with her arms just around her waist.
"What are you looking at?" Wang Xifeng said aloud, but her eyes did not open. Jia Baoyu didn't know when she woke up. She went back to read the book again, but still stayed on that page. Her hair covered some words, But Jia Baoyu seemed to be unable to see it anymore.
"Unofficial history." Jia Baoyu said.
"Is it the empress dowager's harem, or the emperor's wildness?" Wang Xifeng has always liked unofficial history, and that kind of thing is the most exciting.Whether she is true or not, love between men and women, and the evil of human nature are all in it.Official history is for literati like Jia Baoyu to scrutinize, while unofficial history is Wang Xifeng's pastime.
"That's not true." Unexpectedly, in Wang Xifeng's understanding, Unofficial History had this kind of meaning, which really made Jia Baoyu feel ashamed.
"That's boring." Wang Xifeng hugged Jia Baoyu a little tighter.
"Cousin, don't hold her like this, it's hot." Jia Baoyu said softly.
Wang Xifeng opened one eye, looked at Jia Baoyu, and said, "Hot?"
"It's very hot." Wang Xifeng pressed her whole body against Jia Baoyu.The electric fan chuī ah chuī ah chuī is the temperature that chuī does not touch people.
Wang Xifeng closed her eyes again, and said, "Then buy an air conditioner at night. It won't be too hot. Let me hug you now, I want to sleep."
Jia Baoyu left her alone, the distance was bearable.
"You read it aloud, I want to hear what it is?" Wang Xifeng said.
"Don't you like this book?"
"Just read it."
"Ding Chou leaped in April and there was an earthquake in Yazhou. The four chieftains of Mahu, two of the earthquakes; Xuzhou, Jianwu, Luzhou, and Yuejun all had the same daily earthquake. Jiang waits for the city, looking for retreat..."
Jia Baoyu's voice was full of joy, and he listened with great enjoyment.
Ever since sister Baoyu fell from the sky and came to Wang Xifeng's house, jokes have been heard in the for one bar.
When Wang Xifeng walked into the bar, several girls asked her if she was in ecstasy last night.
Wang Xifeng=Pressed the speaker's head down, that face is really hateful, the smile is hateful, the eyes are hateful, even every pore looks hateful.
"It didn't work out last night." Looking at the fate of Xia Xia, who died gloriously, Maozi knew that Wang Xifeng was dissatisfied with her desires, and those hot scenes last night were full of water.
"What is it, what yellow waste is in your heads." Wang Xifeng sighed.
Maozi said, "I didn't learn it from you."
"Have I taught you so much?"
"More than I thought." Maozi smiled sweetly without fear of death.
"Sister Feng is in a bad mood, don't bother her, go and play." Ziyi poured a glass of ice water for Wang Xifeng.
"Hello girl." Wang Xifeng was so moved.
"Then tell me secretly, have you two gotten along?" Ziyi approached her and asked in a low voice.
Wang Xifeng slapped her face as far away as possible.
Ziyi looked at her sadly.
"Do you really want to know?" Wang Xifeng asked.
"I want to die."
"How much?"
"I want it so much." Ziyi wished she could rush up and knock Wang Xifeng's brain open, and use it directly to memorize it. If she continues to be played like a child like this, she will feel ashamed.
"I didn't do anything last night. We just chatted under the quilt." Wang Xifeng shrugged, lowered his head and pressed the computer madly. Tonight's account is not counted, and he didn't see the actual profit figure. Wang Xifeng has to think about it for a day of.Wang Xifeng can sleep peacefully only when he sees real money.
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