Chapter 252

Just now is also strong from pressure own mood, is coaxing shallot flower just, in fact, her in the mind is also not good.

I just don't have a position to say anything, and I have no intention to make things big. I can only choose to digest them silently.

Just saw the little guy laugh out, often porridge suddenly feel a loose heart, want to tease the little guy.

I didn't expect that xiaoconghua was in the mood to have a good time with her.

The girl's factor in Chang Cong's heart has also been mobilized, and she can't take care of the mess in her heart, so she concentrates on playing with Xiao Conghua.

The little guy ran around on the bed. Chang Cong Cong knelt down on the bed and followed the little guy to catch her.

"Ah, sister congee... Xiao Conghua doesn't dare... Ah..."

From time to time came the sound of Xiao Conghua begging for mercy, because he was still running, so he was panting.

"Hum, I don't dare to know. Sister porridge won't forgive me. I have to teach you a lesson!"

Chang Cong stopped for a while, pinching his waist with both hands, looking at the little guy standing at the foot of the bed.

Shallot flower this will be one leg in front, one leg last, hands in front, very obvious defensive action.

Watching Chang Cong stop, she also stops for a while, but she is still ready to run away.

It's just a big smile on my little face. Obviously, I'm happy.

On the other hand, I'm a little out of breath.

Chang Cong's heart is full of tears. She's not as old as a baby. She's full of energy. After a while, she's out of breath.

But the little guy is obviously having a good time. It's impossible for Chang Cong to stop. He can only take this time for a short break.

In fact, it's not surprising that Chang Cong is so tired. It's mainly caused by posture.

If you run on the ground, you are afraid of hurting the little guy, so you can only limit the scope to the bed.

Feng Tingmo's bed is big, but it can't run away from two people.

Xiaoconghua is just a child, but she can run and jump. Changcong is an adult, so she can't run. If she stands up, she can't catch xiaoconghua at once.

Xiaoconghua is having a good time. Naturally, she won't think so much about her.

It is estimated that in order to avoid her, xiaoconghua will get out of bed directly. Changcong can't guarantee that it can protect xiaoconghua when playing below.

It's useless to talk about these things with the little guy, so we can only try our best to keep the pattern on the bed without being noticed by the little guy.

Only in this way can we ensure the safety of the little guy and make her have a good time.

It can be said that often porridge is really broken heart, of course, the little guy naturally does not know so much.

To ensure such a pattern, often porridge porridge can only choose the most stupid method, that is - kneeling to grasp shallot!

In this way, she can limit the distance, she can not run fast, and can accompany the little guy back and forth, the best of both worlds.

Of course, it turns out that this is true, because the action of getting porridge up is very natural, and xiaoconghua doesn't realize what's wrong at all.

I'm really happy to run.

This can be bitter, often porridge porridge, even if the bed is soft, kneeling on the top of the legs back and forth grinding is not comfortable where to go!

The most important thing is, it's too much effort, OK!

Chang Cong felt that his legs were trembling, but he really had a good time.

After a while of such disturbance, Chang Cong felt much lighter in his heart.

Looking up at the little guy, I found that the little guy was looking at her without blinking. There was a faint joy in his eyes. Obviously, he wanted to continue playing.

Chang Cong adjusted her posture and jumped forward suddenly. Of course, she calculated the distance ahead of time and reserved the escape direction for Xiao Conghua.

"Ah..."

Sure enough, the little guy screamed, ran in the predetermined direction and turned to the other side of the bed.

"Sister porridge... Ah..."

"Ha ha ha... It's itchy... I dare not, ha ha ha..."

Naturally, there will be times when they are caught by changcong. At that time, xiaoconghua will inevitably have a "ha ha".

Looking at the little guy tired, often porridge deliberately let her go again, the little guy happy to continue to run.

In a word, the room is full of two people's laughter.

The sound is so loud that the sound of water can't be blocked.

Feng Tingmo, who was taking a shower, heard the laughter coming from outside, as well as Xiao Conghua's begging for mercy from time to time and Chang Cong's deliberate "threat", and his action stopped.

Then the corner of the mouth slightly hooked, although the smile blinked, but in the water vapor halo dye, appears particularly provocative, continue to wash the hands of the action.

Naturally, people outside can't know what happened inside.

"No... no strength."

It's a mess out there.

The quilt didn't know when, but it was tossed to the ground by two people, and the sheets were wrinkled.

At this time, Chang Cong has no mind to pay attention to so much.

At this time, she was in the shape of a big character and collapsed on the bed. Next to her, there was a miniature version of her.

It's shallot.

At this time, the two people's actions are surprisingly consistent, just a big one and a small one. It seems that they are extremely harmonious.

"Xiao Cong has no strength."

The sound of xiaoconghua is also feeble.

After all, she just had a lot of trouble.

Originally, Chang Cong couldn't support himself, so he applied for a truce in bed.

As a result, I didn't expect that this little guy was already exhausted.

As soon as Chang Cong's front foot fell down, the little guy followed him and crawled to Chang Cong's side.

Two people lie on the bed, quietly recover strength.

This meeting, both of them have messy hair and wrinkled clothes, which is really a bit embarrassed, but obviously, at this time, both of them have no strength to take care of their image.

By the face of the hair, make some itch, often gruel gruel reluctantly moved his head, want to get the hair down.

The result of this unconscious turn of the head, but let her eyes instantly open.

Regardless of the physical fatigue, he sat up and looked around for a week.

And so see everything around, often porridge subconsciously swallow saliva.

God, what did they just do!

Looking at the mess in front of him, Chang Cong couldn't believe his eyes.

Stupidly rubbed his eyes with his hands, illusion, must be illusion.

Quietly from the fingers to see a look, found that there is no change in the situation, often gruel can only reluctantly accept this reality.

Instantly turned into a bitter gourd face.

Even the back has begun to swish in cold sweat ahead of time.

It's over. It's a big hit now!