Dear, Love Me Gently

She still carried the letter for so long.

Judging from the small tear, the letter has not been taken out.

The little woman has never read this letter.

Chu Mingyang was puzzled.

She is so curious that she always likes to ask why with him.

She was not curious about what was written in the letter.

Chu Mingyang picked up the letter and went outside.

He went outside the phantom's room and knocked on the door.

When Chu Mingyang raised his hand and knocked at the door, Lu Xiaoxin was awakened by the knock.

When she opened her eyes and saw Chu Mingyang outside, she followed her.

When Lu Xiaoxin saw Chu Mingyang knocking on Meier's door, she looked up at the clock on the corridor wall.

It's eleven twenty at night.

So late, he knocked on Meier's door.

Big bastard!

Seeing Chu Mingyang walking into the room, Lu Xiaoxin greeted Chu Mingyang's ancestors one by one.

She raised her feet and walked forward

Lu Xiaoxin walks to the phantom's room and comes to the door. She sticks her ear to the door panel and eavesdrops.

Now, in the room.

President Chu.

You can take a look.

Chu Mingyang whispered.

Um.

The phantom, um, took the envelope.

After receiving the envelope, the phantom frowned slightly.

The gap is a little small.

When Lu Xiaoxin heard the woman inside say the gap was a little small.

She almost blew her hair.

crevice?

Grandma's!

Is that woman's gap very small?

She doesn't know where to close or shrink?

Watch it.

Chu Mingyang saw the phantom carefully clip the paper inside with two fingers. He reminded him.

He doesn't want Lu Xiaoxin to know that he peeked at her letter.

The little woman seems to cry at ordinary times. It's not fun to annoy her.

Chu Mingyang doesn't want to try the feeling of rash ghost blowing hair at all.

Two fingers are OK, but it's still a little difficult.

The phantom was a little anxious when he said this, but the anxiety in his words was not very obvious.

Lu Xiaoxin is a woman and has a delicate mind. She feels that the woman talking inside is a little anxious.

This is not what surprised Lu Xiaoxin most. She was shocked that the people inside actually used their fingers.

Fingers?

Two more!

The woman just said the gap was a little tight.

Chu Mingyang's guy is a little thick, but he can get in at least.

Did Chu Mingyang ask for charm with his fingers?

Oh, my God!

Lu Xiaoxin is glad that her gap is not so tight at the moment. Otherwise, would that bastard also use his fingers.

The more she thought about it, the more goose bumps she got. She turned and wanted to go. Anyway, people played with their hands.

Thinking of Chu Mingyang and Meier playing with their hands, Lu Xiaoxin finally understands why Chu Mingyang and Meier will be like they haven't touched a woman in their eight lives.

She was about to leave when she heard another word inside.

Is it too deep? I'll get chopsticks.

Chu Mingyang is speaking this time.

When Lu Xiaoxin heard Chu Mingyang say so, she was really frightened.

Too deep?

Chopsticks?

God, this is the rhythm of death!

Meier, Meier, you need more men. Let that bastard Chu Mingyang spoil you like this.

Or Meier likes looking for excitement too much.

Just, are chopsticks exciting?

Thanks to that bastard.

Lu Xiaoxin is so glad that Chu Mingyang didn't treat her so much.

Hearing the footsteps coming, Lu Xiaoxin stood on tiptoe and hurriedly ran to her bedroom.

When she came to her bedroom, she took off her shoes and left a gap in the door.

She didn't turn on the light. It was dark in the bedroom.

She looked through the gap into the corridor.

Chu Mingyang walked downstairs. She knew Chu Mingyang would come back.

Sure enough, Chu Mingyang came back soon.

Lu Xiaoxin sees a pair of chopsticks in his hand. Seeing that pair of chopsticks, Lu Xiaoxin just wants to make an action and cover the bottom.

How painful that is!

A deadly rhythm.

See Chu Mingyang walking into Meier's room with chopsticks.

Lu Xiaoxin knows that she has to help these two illiterates.

How can you do that.

Run out barefoot and run to Meier's room.

Mr. Chu, where are you? I'm so afraid

Lu Xiaoxin walked barefoot in the corridor.

At this time, Meier's room.

Chu Mingyang was holding chopsticks and was about to take out the envelope.

After hearing Lu Xiaoxin's cry, he put the envelope into his pocket.

I'll see.

Chu Mingyang turned and strode outside.

When Lu Xiaoxin saw Chu Mingyang come out in a hurry, she was a little relieved.

No matter what Meier thinks, Lu Xiaoxin has to take care of it.

I really can't see it.

What's up?

Chu Mingyang saw Lu Xiaoxin wearing a white dress and pajamas, with dark hair scattered.

The light in the corridor is a little dark.

This shape should be beautiful, but because the little woman's hands drooped and motionless, this posture made him think of the female ghost shape.

damn!

She's human. How about making a noise when she walks?

Chu Mingyang saw that Lu Xiaoxin's walking posture was strange, and there was no sound of footsteps.

Stupid woman, why don't you wear shoes?

When Chu Mingyang saw Lu Xiaoxin barefoot, he finally understood why she didn't make a sound when she walked.

I was scared!

Lu Xiaoxin raised her hand to cover her face and pretended to be scared to cry.

She was really afraid that Chu Mingyang would have sex with Meier with chopsticks.

People will die.

She looked behind Chu Mingyang through her fingers. Meier stretched out her head from the bedroom and looked at her.

Meier looked at her eyes and blamed herself, so that Lu Xiaoxin didn't understand what she meant.

What are you afraid of?

Ghost, I dreamed of getting on a train. The people on the train were silent and expressionless. Later, I found that those people could float around. I was so afraid, but the door couldn't open

Lu Xiaoxin cried and grabbed Chu Mingyang's arm as if there were ghosts around.

Who let you read ghost stories during the day.

Chu Mingyang often sees Lu Xiaoxin download some ghost stories. Before, he reminded her to watch less scary movies. She doesn't listen and suffers.

Don't say that word. I'm afraid.

Ghost

Seeing that the little woman wouldn't let him say that word, a man simply said only that word and didn't say one more word.

Lu Xiaoxin screamed in horror. Where is it?

You don't think you look as good as a ghost.

Chu Mingyang glared at Lu Xiaoxin.

Her hair hung down in front of her cheeks.

Cut, you're the ghost.

Seeing that Chu Mingyang was joking with her, Lu Xiaoxin turned and walked towards the room.

Lu Xiaoxin walked barefoot towards the room.

A man took a quick step and bent down to pick up the rash ghost.

Ah

Tianxin, you scream again in the middle of the night. I don't care if you call the ghost.

Hearing a man's threat, Lu Xiaoxin suddenly felt that her hair stood up.

She shut up and looked around with alert eyes.

That night, Lu Xiaoxin was frightened by a man and slept in her big bed. She didn't dare to toss around.

Originally, Lu Xiaoxin was not afraid. Unexpectedly, after returning to her bedroom, Chu Mingyang's compassion overflowed and told Lu Xiaoxin a story.

Lu Xiaoxin's amateur occupation is to write online articles, so she likes listening to stories best.

But she didn't expect that Chu Mingyang told her ghost stories, which scared her to sleep close to Chu Mingyang all night, and still hid in his arms.

In Chu Mingyang's eyes, Lu Xiaoxin just fell asleep and behaved better.

As long as her big bright eyes wake up, the dog blood thing continues.

the second day.

The rash ghost made another big trouble. The first night, she suspected that Chu Mingyang and the phantom had sex with chopsticks and hands. During the day, she