Chapter 1025： Lemon fruit on lemon tree 15

Chapter 1025 Lemon fruit on the lemon tree 15

I have no auditory hallucinations.

Pei Jingchen is very sure.

Besides, Pei Jingchen was not surprised at the fact that Lemon can talk.

In his opinion, he felt that this lemon was different this morning, and then brought it around to start, which means that this lemon must be different.

Otherwise, with so many plants in the house, why do you have to bring lemons to work today?

No other plant he liked before.

I took it to a meeting.

"Are you talking?" In order to confirm, Pei Jingchen asked again, his voice softened a lot.

Originally, he had that kind of texture with a little indifferent bass, but now it has eased a bit, like a warm spring sound after the ice melts.

"That's right, you always stare at me, I'm so shy." At this time, Wen Ling spoke like a spoiled child, but she couldn't hear her voice, but it made people's ears soft.

At least, Pei Jingchen felt that the tips of his ears were a little itchy, so he unconsciously raised his hand and touched it, and then Pei Jingchen cautiously placed Wen Ling in his palm.

I don’t seem to be very relieved, Pei Jingchen thought for a while, and asked softly: "Will you feel uncomfortable like this?"

When speaking, his slender fingers gently stroked Wen Ling's body. Before that, Wen Ling had to endure it in order not to scare the benefactor.

Half of the waistcoat was lost now, and Wen Ling didn't care anymore.

"Yeah, itching, stop making trouble." A soft, charming but seductive voice came.

Pei Jingchen only felt that his tailbone was crisp, and there was a burst of unexplainable strange feelings all over his body.

It was like someone lit a fire on the tip of his heart, and his whole person was confused.

"Then, then I won't touch it." Pei Jingchen had never encountered such a situation. At this time, he reluctantly moved his finger away.

Before moving away, the fingertips gently swept over Wen Ling's body.

"Ah, you touched my belly." The soft voice came from the little girl again.

Pei Jingchen only felt that her fingertips were slightly hot, even if she moved it away for a while, there seemed to be a flame burning there.

The tips of her ears were inexplicably red, and then her neck and face slowly turned red.

The whole person sat there awkwardly, motionless, only the palm of his left hand gently supporting Wen Ling.

After a long time, Pei Jingchen cautiously put the lemon in front of him.

A deep gaze fell on Wen Ling, and she couldn't stand the sight of Little Ginseng Jing.

boom!

There seemed to be white dangling fireworks passing by.

Then Pei Jingchen felt that he was heavy in his arms.

The girl in the lemon yellow skirt has sat firmly in his arms.

For Pei Jingchen, this is an inexplicable and novel experience.

In the eyes of a workaholic who works first and plants second, beauties are just rosy faces and withered bones, and they look the same in his eyes.

Although he is not repulsive to women, he does not like being too close to them.

Pei Jingchen always felt that those strange scents on those people would get on him, and then smoked on his plants.

So, he didn't like their approach.

But, now the soft little girl is sitting in his arms.

The body exudes a slightly sour, but very fragrant smell.

This kind of smell, he seems to have smelled it somewhere, it feels strange and familiar.

And he didn't hate this little girl, she nestled softly in his arms.

(End of this chapter)