Chapter 1892 My Little Wife Is Sick 12

Lu Shaochen pinched his eyebrows in embarrassment.

But the expression still didn't change much, and the corners of his lips curved.

Trying to make his smile gentler.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable now? What are the symptoms?"

It’s better to get down to business first and talk about other things later.

Anyway, with this excuse to treat Chu Ci, it will not be difficult for him to come to the Chu family in the future.

Only then did Chu Ci turn her head.

Looking at the expression of his dog man.

His cheeks bulged slightly, he put aside the mutton-fat jade he was playing with, and spoke softly, roughly describing how this body usually felt.

Although he is still his own dog man, he has never seen him before, so it is natural to cancel the engagement.

But when the kiss is really withdrawn, will she not lose face?

Do you still want to coax her now?

You are dreaming!

Chu Ci, who was dizzy with discomfort and completely wanted to be passive and slack in work, thought this way.

I plan to let this dog man grow freely for the time being.

I'll wait until I feel better to do the rest.

But you still have to watch.

If he had the slightest idea of ​​going out to flirt with women, he would break her legs!

Thinking of this, Chu Ci nodded with satisfaction, then leaned on the table softly and finished the rest of the words.

Cha Bai, who noticed Chu Ci's negative thoughts and sabotage:... cried.

She was still lying on the table, and the small circle of fluffy white fuzz at her collar was also partially pressed against her little face, flattening one small cheek and surrounding it with a layer of fuzz, which made her look particularly pleasant.

Mother Chu over there had a bit of helplessness in her eyes, pinched Chu Ci's little face, "Get up, the table is cold."

"oh."

Chu Ci responded and straightened up.

She leaned back into the seat cushion behind her again and looked at him with her little head sideways. There were still some marks on her face that were pressed by the little fur.

Too soft.

It's like he acts coquettishly when he meets someone.

Continuous.

It makes people want to poke that little face.

It would be better if this little girl's face could be pressed against the palm of her hand and rubbed for a while.

It must feel good to the touch.

Lu Shaochen thought endlessly.

But he didn't stop talking.

He had been hanging out with those friends for a long time, and he knew something about these things. He simply made some suggestions and said that he would wait for someone to come over and take a look.

After saying these words, it seems that there is really nothing else to say.

But somehow I don’t want to leave yet.

The corners of his lips pursed slightly, thinking about what else he could say.

Let him sort out his chaotic mind during this time.

It's been a long time since he had such mood swings.

When I saw this little girl, especially when she looked over softly, with eyes that seemed to be complaining, my heartbeat was a little abnormal.

He knew it then.

It's over, something must be wrong. He will probably regret this trip back.

And you will regret it to death.

He raised his hand and felt the presence of the mutton-fat jade in his arms again.

The corners of his lips twitched.

His hunch was indeed correct.

Then he raised his head and looked at Chu Ci's expression carefully.

At this time, the little girl looked limp. She looked at him, paused, and froze slightly. She looked a little wrong. Thinking about Chu Ci's body, he subconsciously panicked in his heart.

Before she could react, she saw Chu Ci raising her hand and yawning.

There was mist in his eyes, and then his body relaxed.

Apparently he just wanted to yawn.

She raised her hand to rub her eyes and continued to look at him.