just stick to you

The appearance of begging for help when completely transformed into an innocent child is really hard to refuse, Mingrui resisted the urge to sigh, "Then I won't drink coffee, can I drink hot milk with you?"

Judging by the proportion of the whole body, her face is wrinkled, but even so, Ming Ziqiao still looks very cute, "Mingrui~~ I am a patient, you can't let the patient always be in a disappointed and depressed mood Here, this will directly affect the speed of wound healing.”

"Who told you that? Is there any authority to back it up?" I heard you fart, Mingrui said so on his face.

"No one, I forgot whether I read it from a book or on the Internet." Even if she was lying, Ming Ziqiao's expression was still unshakable, pretending to be pitiful, "No, no, it's okay to drink milk tea instead of coffee. , if you can add small pearls in it, it will be even more perfect.”

Let's just say, it's strange that Ming Ziqiao, who is originally a ghost, can get along with Poor, Mingrui can't help but let out a long breath.

"There are no rice balls at home, but when grandma was about to go out, she told her to cook a pot of your favorite longan glutinous rice balls and freeze them in the refrigerator. If you don't mind trying new flavors, I can bring a bowl of hot fresh milk with ice. Here are the glutinous rice balls for you to eat."

"...Are you deliberately trying to mess with me, or are you just talking to amuse me?" The wrinkled little face stretched out a little, and turned into a dissatisfied stinky face.

"I really want to try." Mingrui saw Mingziqiao turn his eyes away secretly angry, and unconsciously used a coaxing tone, "I'll have a bowl with you too, how about it?"

The weird eyeballs rolled back and forth, circling back to Mingrui's face, as if to measure the credibility of his words, "Are you telling the truth or not?"

"Really." In order for the sole of the foot to return to its original fair complexion, even if it is durian with glutinous rice balls, he will hold back his tears and eat it with him.

It's hard to protect the father.

Especially when he was taking care of such a super troublesome person who couldn't be beaten, scolded and punished casually.

"That's fine." I don't like the same thing and I like it a little bit. The combined taste is indeed worth a try. Anyway, "You go and bring two bowls out and eat your bowl first and show me, and I'll decide whether to eat it or not. "

(14 fresh coins) 034 [Nephew Gong Shushou, first year] You can go if you want

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"What does it taste like?" Seeing Mingrui eating one of the bowls he brought out with chopsticks, Ming Ziqiao's eyes were as round and big as a curious cat's.

"Hmm...it's a bit like that...taro balls with fresh milk." Mingrui almost stripped the whole bowl before tasting it, and gave Ming Ziqiao such an answer.

"Really?" That should be considered delicious, right?Ming Ziqiao likes taro balls very much, seeing Mingrui finish a bowl without any embarrassment, he no longer hesitates.

Facts have proved that the boiled and cooled handmade glutinous rice balls are microwaved together with fresh milk. Even Ming Rui, who doesn't like sweets very much, ate two bowls, let alone Ming Ziqiao, who is addicted to sweets.

"Mingrui, I, belch~ I'm about to die of exhaustion, you don't need to heat up your lunch at noon." The boy who ate four bowls of milk glutinous rice balls burped a lot, put the bowls on the coffee table and leaned towards Mingrui, like a bone It was as if it was crispy, and it fell on Mingrui's lap.

"Oh." Mingrui didn't know that he didn't hide his smirk, so even though he deliberately pretended to be calm, he was still revenged by Mingziqiao who turned to look at him.

"Hey, why are you pinching my stomach?" Ming Rui, who is not too afraid of the cold, brushed Ming Ziqiao's crab hands away. He was only wearing a long T-shirt that was not too thick, so Ming Ziqiao could touch the flesh when he pinched, " Aren't you afraid that the fat will be squeezed by you and sprayed all over your face?"

Compared with Ming Ziqiao, who was wrapped in a cotton coat, it seemed that he lived in the appropriate spring. Ming Ziqiao was left in the deep winter years ago.

"Who taught you to laugh at me?" The belly is tight, the eyelids will be loose, Ming Ziqiao's eyes are not imposing at all, "What are you talking about fat, you don't have any at all, just want to laugh at me for being skinny Are you strong? You are rude!"

"You know again? I didn't say anything, you said it yourself." Indeed, even if he was surrounded by him for almost half a month, the child was still too thin no matter what he looked at, and Mingrui didn't realize what he was doing. , Stretched out a hand to touch Ming Ziqiao's back and shoulder bones.

"Hmm..." Ming Ziqiao yawned sleepily, blinking and blinking, his eyes gradually lost sight, "Mingrui, reach in and help me scratch my back, my back is so itchy."

"Oh." With an Aijiao expression and a coquettish tone, Mingrui subconsciously followed Mingziqiao again, and put his hand in through the hem of his coat, "Where is the most itchy?"

"It's very itchy." Although Mingrui's hands are strong, scratching through two coats is not pleasant enough. "Hey, let's scratch the whole thing, not through the clothes."

"Oh." Ming Rui didn't realize that Ming Ziqiao should not be so close to him until he touched the smooth and thin skin and felt his crotch stir again, but it was too late.

"Ming Rui, what are you doing? Are you tickling me?" Ming Ziqiao probably felt that Ming Rui's pants and his body temperature rubbed against his face very comfortably, and the cheek that was attached to Ming Rui's thigh kept rubbing. Ah Ceng, "You don't have to be afraid of my pain. You don't have long nails, so it doesn't matter if you push harder."

"Oh." Mingrui wanted to focus all his attention on scratching, but Ming Ziqiao's non-stop dawdling would really kill him, "Qiaoqiao, can you stop being like a furry Move around like a bug?"

"...Ah?" The boy, who was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep, had already stopped grinding his face, but he woke up a little bit after being complained by the lustful young man, "What?"

"Don't keep grinding your face on my lap, OK?"

"Why don't you let me grind? It's very comfortable to grind like this."

The more Ming Rui refused to grind, the more vigorously Ming Ziqiao grinded, which was also his naughty nature unconsciously revealed.

Just when Mingrui didn't know what to say to save himself from the impending embarrassment, his mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

"Jojo get up, I'll pick up the phone."

"Don't." Ming Ziqiao, who was scratched so comfortably, seemed to be back home, thinking that it was his father who was scratching him, so he forgot that it was He Xi who picked up Mingrui's phone, and took it as Qiao Zhonglin The mobile phone is only used for family and private affairs, so of course I pressed the call button, "Hello?"

"Hah, you're big, Ari, can't you come out and play?" A very HIGH bass yelled towards the phone from the heavy rock music!

Mingzi Qiao suddenly came back to his senses after being yelled at, frowned unhappily, pouted his mouth and rubbed his ears, and threw the phone at Mingrui who also frowned and stared at him, "Nuo, I'm looking for you."

"Nonsense, this is my cell phone. If you don't call me, why not call you?" Mingrui glanced at the screen to see who was calling, and then his eyes were still staring at Ming Ziqiao who picked up his phone casually and answered it. Duan's tone maintained his usual gentleness, "Guanzi, where are you?"

The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was full of anger, and Ming Ziqiao could still hear him yelling after a distance of thirty or forty centimeters, "Brother Ayuan's house, he's the only one in his house today, we're having a party~"

"Boom, it's best if you have a partner." Mingrui smiled sincerely, his handsome features and deep outline were really handsome.

"Damn, idiot, you look down on people so much, how do you know you're not interested if you haven't come to see him? Fuck." The mouth of this jar is really dirty. As soon as Ming Ziqiao heard him swearing, disgust immediately appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, it's because I have no one to bring to the party, I'm inferior, you look down on me." Seeing Ming Ziqiao's expression of dislike for his call partner, Mingrui rubbed his thumbs without thinking His cheekbone, with the shape of his mouth, said to him "he is just a rough man, his nature is not bad, and he has no malice".

Fortunately, there was an extra "person" present. Although this person was on the phone, it seemed to have the effect of driving away the alluring atmosphere and making Mingrui stop the impulsiveness of his lower body.

"You said you don't have a date, so what about that cutie just now?" Ming Ziqiao was very sleepy just now, and his voice was soft when answering the phone. In addition, his voice was originally neutral, and the music on Guanzi's side was blaring. It's no wonder that he regards Ming Ziqiao as a girl.

"Where is the cutie, he is a man, a relative of mine."

"Oh." Now the voice of Dirty Jar was frustrated, as if disappointed, "Damn, I thought it was a woman, so you said it so gently."

Being called a woman for no reason, Ming Ziqiao's mouth pouts even higher.

"Hey, your ears are covered, right? He doesn't speak like a woman." Seeing Ming Ziqiao being wronged, Mingrui instinctively wanted to make him happy.

Sure enough, when he heard him belittle the dirty pot, Ming Ziqiao lowered his lips slightly, showing a flattered smile.

"Thick, what does it matter if you have a long foreskin, just don't grow cauliflower and get syphilis." Dirty Jar is really outspoken, but since Mingrui's attitude towards him is not bad, Ming Ziqiao doesn't give a bad face , "I can't see it, Brother Mingrui is so protective of a relative. Hey, we really have women here, and there are more men than men. Bring your relative over here, and we'll be black together."

"Where are the girls?" There are not many female students in the gymnasium. They either went back to the countryside with their parents to celebrate the New Year, or went abroad with their family members to play during the long vacation. Guanzi studied at a monk school.