Those years when I was the villain's little ancestor

Seeing that Shen Yuan stopped talking, Jiang Xingzhi drooped his little head like a frosted cabbage, and began to reflect on whether he had said too much.

He clenched his hands into fists and put them against his lips: "Actually... well... I'm not that fat. I was about the same as you when I was young."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xingzhi nodded, fearing that he wouldn't believe it, he opened his hands and spread them out, "It's fatter than you, just like a tank."

Shen Yuan: "..." What do you want me to believe in you?IQ?

The sky was getting dark, the sun was setting, and the night wind was seeping in through the wooden windows.

This place is already shady and cool, and there is no light all year round, and now it is blown by the wind, making people feel cool even in the scorching heat.

Jiang Xingzhi sneezed and rubbed the tip of his nose.

Shen Yuan remembered that he was still wearing that wet clothes, and in a hurry, he stepped forward to untie his clothes.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Xingzhi didn't stop him this time, with a three-pointed smile and a nasal voice.

Inexplicably milky.

Shen Yuan ignored him, and took off his shirt in twos and twos. His muscular and well-organized body showed the vigor of a young man. Shen Yuan thought of something, and secretly blushed his ears.

There was still moisture on Jiang Xingzhi's body, even if he put on dry clothes, he would not feel comfortable.

Shen Yuan didn't think too much, and stretched out his arms to hug him.Jiang Xingzhi froze, he couldn't even breathe.

Shen Yuan didn't think much about him, he treated himself like a cloth, hugged him and dawdled twice, wiping away the remaining water stains on his body.

Then, Shen Yuan took off his coat and put it on Jiang Xingzhi.

Jiang Xingzhi stopped him from moving.

"You put it on for me, what are you wearing?"

"Don't make trouble." Shen Yuan coaxed him, "The outer robe can't protect you from the wind, you should put it on quickly, don't catch a cold."

The two stalemate for a while, but Jiang Xingzhi couldn't hold him back and was the first to lose.

He was wearing Shen Yuan's underwear, and his warmth and sweet fragrance still remained on it, Jiang Xingzhi sniffed and felt that he was wrapped in a piece of sugar cake.

Uncontrollably, he thought of Shen Yuan's delicate skin when he took off his clothes just now.

This little brat is really delicate enough to be raised.

Shen Yuan lost his underwear, and was shivered by the night wind. He rubbed the tip of his nose, and explained to Jiang Xingzhi: "Now the conditions are not good, you just wear it first, and don't take it off if you don't like it."

Jiang Xingzhi was stunned, and smiled: "I don't dislike it."

Shen Yuan let out a "hmm", moved her little buttocks to approach him, and took advantage of Jiang Xingzhi's inattention, slipped into his arms.

"What kind of demon again?" Jiang Xingzhi raised his eyebrows.

"Cold." Shen Yuan plausibly adjusted himself to a comfortable position, "If you hug me, we won't be cold anymore."

—You have enough flesh on your body to survive the winter.Jiang Xingzhi moved his lips and swallowed the words.

Forget it, let's not talk about it, after talking about it, this little brat might make a fuss.

He embraced Shen Yuan indulgently, under the moonlight, Shen Yuan's pair of small peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, wandering around.

Looking at each other, Shen Yuan blinked.Jiang Xingzhi turned his gaze uncomfortably, and his Adam's apple rolled.

His evaluation just now was still not in place, if Shen Yuan lost weight, he might really have a beautiful face that would bring disaster to the country and the people.

Shen Yuan was also looking at him at the same time.

His facial features are three points similar to Julius's, with a little more arrogance and frivolity between his eyebrows and eyes.

The outline is like a knife carving, the eyebrows are long, the eyes are hooked inward and outward, especially the eyelashes are dense like a brush.

Shen Yuan sniffed the pine fragrance on his body, and rubbed against his arms.

He is still satisfied with this appearance.

The author has something to say:

I've been...so busy throwing up...

The babies probably saw the manuscript box. I really don’t know how long it will last... After a while, probably in late June, the daily update volume of [-] will be restored.

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