her little sweet orange

Chapter 19
Night falls.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Yu said goodbye to the whole family, and Chen Miao sent her back.

Jiang Cheng took Xia Nuan's arm: "You three go upstairs first, Nuan Nuan and I are going to have a tea party, remember to go to bed early."

Chen Miao crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, took a bite of the red dragon fruit, and beeped softly: "What kind of tea party is there? It's obviously an all-night mahjong."

Although Chen Miao's voice was low, Cheng Huai was close to her and could hear her clearly.

He straightened up, raised his eyelids carelessly, played with a green apple with his slender fingers, tilted his head, and glanced at Chen Miao with frivolous and sentimental peach blossom eyes.

"Do you want to play games?"

Anyway, the two elders have left, and they make trouble at home as they want.

As Chen Miao said, he took a bite of the dragon fruit and helped Chen Miao peel the pistachio.

"No, my mother is going to help my sister with her homework, so go and entertain yourself."

Cheng Huai lay down lazily again, with his slender and thin body nestled on the sofa, his hands on the pillow, his delicate and unruly eyebrows and eyes somewhat lacking in interest.

Chen Piaopiao's mouth was full of pistachios, her cheeks were bulging, like a cute hamster.

Cheng Huai glanced at Chen Piaopiao lightly.

After finally chewing the pistachios in her mouth, she looked at Cheng Huai with some trepidation.

"No, no, sister, you'd better play with brother Huai, the weekend homework is not difficult, I will do it."

Chen Miao kept peeling the pistachios in his hands.

"That's all right, if you don't know anything, come and ask me at any time."

Chen Miopiao's mouth was still swollen from Chen Miao's feeding, she nodded and hummed vaguely.

"Let's go Cheng Zi, let's eat chicken."

Chen Miao patted the pistachio shell ash on his body, picked up the phone, and raised his head towards Cheng Huai.

Cheng Huai got up slowly, the clothes around his waist were pulled by his movements, revealing a bloody abdominal muscle and mermaid lines.

He is a young man, but his skin is so fair that it seems to be shining.

Chen Miao glanced over calmly, without any shyness.

She pretended to be exaggerated and smashed her lips: "Tsk tsk, it's really delicious. If other boys have your figure, I will order him to fall."

The young man put his hands in his pockets, his side face was well-defined, and the dim yellow light shone on the young man's ingeniously delicate side face, softening his unruly eyebrows and eyes.

He let out a low laugh from his throat, and the ending sound seemed to have a hook.

"Then why don't you just come and throw me down?"

Full of ambiguity.

The pistachio in Chen Miopiao's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and she stared blankly at Cheng Huai.

Chen Miao was also obviously taken aback.

half an hour.

She curled her lips, and suddenly raised her foot to kick Cheng Huai: "Are you in heat? What happened suddenly at night, you're sick."

Cheng Huai seemed to have returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

He raised his eyebrows, put his arm around Chen Miao's shoulder: "Let's go."

Chen Miao was caught off guard by Cheng Huailan's stagger, and was bent over by the arms on his shoulders.

She stretched out her hand and broke the arm on her shoulder: "Tsk, why is one of your arms so heavy, it's crushing someone to death, let go!"

Cheng Huai's brows were light, and his eyes were fixed: "Don't let go."

Chen Miao was still struggling with the arm on her shoulder: "Let go!"

"Don't let it go."

The two walked while fighting, and finally disappeared from Chen Miopiao's sight.

Chen Piaopiao waved her small fist at the place where Cheng Huai disappeared at the last second, her small face puffed up, and she seemed a little angry: "Hmph! Always snatching my sister!"

(End of this chapter)