Han Zhuoling suddenly felt that he was really old!

At this time, I saw Shi Xiaoya sitting on the armrest, stretching her arms to both sides, like a wing to keep balance, and then she slipped down.

But Shi Xiaoya has no experience and no skill. Apart from her failure when she was a child, it's actually the first time that she has played like this.

She was also afraid that she might not keep a good balance and fall.

So she slipped down so wobbly, with a scream that she didn't know if she was afraid.

Han Zhuoling didn't know if Shi Xiaoya was afraid. Anyway, his heart was in his throat.

Find a little girlfriend, really every minute to play with the heartbeat.

She's afraid she's going to scare his old boyfriend to death.

Han Zhuoling's eyes did not dare to leave her. She looked at her carefully. She was afraid that she would fall in the wrong eye.

Finally, Han Zhuoling caught her and said, "you are so grown-up, how can you still be like a child?"

Shi Xiaoya was anxious when she heard that, "who is not a baby?"

Han Zhuoling

So he came back with a baby?

Shi Xiaoya was amused by his endless expression. She stopped teasing him and gave him a kiss.

"It just occurred to me that I did it when I was a child. Later, when I was older, I moved here and lived on the first floor. I had no place to play. Now that there are more stairs, I want to try. "

Han Zhuoling said helplessly: "that will not change a slide for you? Anyway, we have a lot of places to change now. "

Shixiaoya was embarrassed and said, "I'm not a real child."

"Of course I know." Han Zhuoling's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and even her eyes became more and more burning.

Shi Xiaoya's heart seemed to stop beating, and her hands holding his shoulder unconsciously tightened twice.

Feel he is holding her hands also become very hot.

She was wearing jeans, which were very thick, but under the palm of Han Zhuoling, she looked so thin.

The heat of his palm penetrated through the jeans, as if there was no barrier to her skin. It was too hot.

Although I can't see it, Shi Xiaoya has a feeling that he will burn it out.

Being held by him, it seems that poetry is so small and elegant, so light, so small, in his arms.

Shi Xiaoya trembles on his palm. Compared with Han Zhuoling, she looks so delicate.

"You're not allowed to play like this when I'm away." Han Zhuoling gave her a bump.

Shi Xiaoya's fart. Gu left Han Zhuoling's palm for a short time. In less than a second, he fell back.

Han Zhuoling caught it and pinched it again.

"Oh dear!" Shi Xiaoya was pinched by him.

It doesn't hurt.

He is not so much pinching as rubbing.

Knead the poem, Xiaoya's face is red and her heart beats too fast.

"I only play like this with you. I'm sure I won't play like this without you. How dangerous it is." Shixiaoya muttered.

Han Zhuoling laughed angrily, "dare you also know the danger?"

"That's why I play when I have you. I know you will protect me." Shi Xiaoya said.

"I think you're just a child who hasn't grown up." Han Zhuoling was disappointed.

"If I'm a child, don't you know?" Shi Xiaoya raised her chin slightly and glared at him.

That proud look is so funny and irritating.