In fact, he felt that the little girl was not living a delicate life on her own. If he had taken care of her from beginning to end, she would be much whiter and plumper by now.
Thinking of this, Qiao Sirui pinched the soft flesh on Chu Ci's waist and felt like a ball of soft jade in his arms. This feeling was so good, and in fact, she could be made fatter.
"Cibao." Seeing Chu Ci put his phone back into his pocket, Qiao Sirui spoke. His voice, which usually carried the flavor of a lazy young master from Beijing, was a little hoarse. He took Chu Ci's hand that wanted to retract and slowly pulled it to the corner of his clothes.
Chu Ci looked up at him, wanting to see what he was up to, and then saw the corners of his lips slightly curved, with a hint of temptation, "Tug at the corner of my clothes, okay?"
Chu Ci's white and tender fingertips followed his force and pulled the corner of his clothes. Her lips pursed slightly, and her little face puffed up, making her look like a soft little bun.
Why is she so obedient? She acts like a spoiled child whenever she is asked to?
He was so obedient that his heart was trembling, and he couldn't control his hand that was about to reach out to the little girl.
"Stop laughing," Chu Ci tugged at the corner of his clothes a little harder, "Won't you explain it to me?"
Her other little hand pointed at Qiao Sirui's pocket.
Qiao Sirui glanced at the phone in his pocket, thinking that it was a good thing that the girl had not discovered the recording. If she found out that most of the audio software in his phone were hers, and that she used all kinds of tones when talking to whomever she was talking to, it would probably be much more shocking than the photo.
While Qiao Sirui stuffed his cell phone into his pocket again, he still held Chu Ci tightly in his arms. He lowered his head and rubbed it into Chu Ci's hair, smelling the sweet scent of shampoo and shower gel on Chu Ci's body. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he pressed his body down. His lips just rubbed against Chu Ci's earlobe while he spoke.
It can be said that he deliberately used his voice to seduce the little girl.
"I just wonder whose little girl is this who's so cute? If no one wants her, can I take her home and raise her?" He chuckled softly, pinching Chu Ci's waist with his big hands. "And Cibao, you have to know that I'm quite obsessed with you. You can make more noise, even if it's a big deal, I can cover it for you."
Chu Ci tilted her head, blinked, and hummed obediently, "You said it, even if it turns out to be a big deal, you have to take care of it."
Qiao Sirui's love value +2, currently 94.
"Yeah." Qiao Sirui's voice was filled with the lazy and unruly atmosphere of the capital. He smiled with a hint of sexiness, "Good boy, I'll let you kiss me as a reward."
Chu Ci narrowed her eyes and pinched the soft flesh on Qiao Sirui's waist:... Are you sure this is a reward?
And Chabai, who had heard the conversation between the two completely, said silently: ...
Man, your thoughts are dangerous.
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Another month and a half passed, and the foreign language song competition came to an end. From the time Chu Ci's work was released by the organizer, to his success in catching up and counterattacking, he successfully won a national certificate.
And because of the special nature of the song, it has also spread abroad. The original creator of the song has long passed away, and her descendants include big names in the entertainment industry.
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