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Chapter 567 I haven't been a big brother for many years

Chapter 567 I haven't been a big brother for many years (42)

Some people say that love always comes unexpectedly. Duan Junheng feels that he is such a person. He has a different feeling about the first book of junior high school. Now the feeling in his heart is suddenly stimulated by the first day of junior high school, and it is suddenly magnified, just like a surging river. , continuously.

"Have you nothing to say to me?"

Closing the door with a 'bang', Duan Junheng led him to the door before he could move on the first day of the junior high school.

Supporting his hands above the head of the first day of junior high school, because he is much taller than the first day of junior high school, Duan Junheng's actions at this time seem a little funny.

The two slender legs were slightly stretched, just blocking the gap enough for Chuyi to slip away. Even with his hands above Chuyi's head, Duan Junheng still had to lower his head to see Chuyi's face.

The first day of junior high school who was blocked with no way to escape was intercepted in this posture for the first time. He was flustered for a while, forgot the lines he had prepared on the way back to the room, and said stammeringly, "That's it, that's it, No."

After finishing speaking, Chuyi swallowed heavily, she couldn't bear Duan Junheng treating herself in this way, as if the heart that had been silent for many years started beating again, and it quickly made her dizzy.

On the first day of the junior high school, I felt that I was really a coward at this time. I could do it, but I was willing to be trapped by Duan Junheng like this.

"No?" Duan Junheng frowned when he heard the answer. This brow was completely different from what he thought in his heart. In the banquet hall just now, when he said that she was his wife on the first day of the new year, his heart exploded. A gorgeous firework.

It's an experience like never before.

"Mrs. Duan?"

Mrs. Duan has become familiar with this sentence from the initial unfamiliarity. She closed her eyes annoyed on the first day of the junior high school, and turned her head away, with a look of giving up on her face.

"Boss, I said the wrong thing, you can kill or cut whatever you want!"

After speaking on the first day of the new year, her eyes closed even tighter. She was waiting, waiting for her own Ling Chi.

I don't know how long it took, but the first day of the junior high school who hadn't heard anything was finally willing to open his eyes, opened one eye slightly, and saw Duan Junheng smiling but looking at himself.

"I didn't promise that it was false."

As he said that, Duan Junheng leaned over, hot air sprayed on Chuyi's face, and seeing Chuyi's sluggish look, Duan Junheng couldn't help smiling and rolled his eyes.

Until I was kissed, I still didn't understand it in the first day of junior high school. It was just an impulsive address. How could I get someone into it?
Early the next morning, on the first day of the junior high school, he was woken up by an itchy waist, opened his sleepy eyes, and saw Duan Junheng's enlarged face appearing in front of him.

"Eat breakfast."

The commanding tone that has been developed over the years is not so easy to change. Sitting up obediently on the first day of junior high school, Duan Junheng, who had already got up, walked to the dining table, picked up the slice of bread that belonged to him on the opposite side, and wiped it carefully After the jam was served, this just looked up.

"Wash up and have breakfast."

When sitting at the dining table in the first day of junior high school, I still feel that I am dreaming. How can anyone become nice to themselves all of a sudden?Could it be that he was sick?

He raised his head with a tangled face, and saw Duan Junheng's face was rosy, and he looked healthier than her, not like a sick person.

"Duan Junheng." On the first day of the junior high school, he opened his mouth carefully.

"Huh?" Duan Junheng raised his head, and saw that the first day of the junior high school was holding milk at this time, his teeth were knocking on the rim of the cup, and he was looking at himself with a tangled expression.

(End of this chapter)

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