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"Brother, I am so hungry!"

Lin Shu was crazy and winked at Jingze and said, "your powder is so fragrant. I want to taste it."

I can't imagine Lin Shu woke up with this first sentence, holding the powder of Jing Ze also raised a sense of decadence and loss.

Lin Shu he actually, because a bowl of powder sold his own dignity and discipline! How can he? How can he do it?

The wind and rain had already flashed and thundered inside, and the typhoon Jingze sat down on the tea table without expression. In the eyes of Lin Shu's expectation, Jing Ze also took up the powder and put down the bowl, and then he took a step to chew the powder and sat on the stool beside the bed.

Lin Shu looked at Jingze sitting in front of him with a puff of cheeks. The smile on his face had changed from solidification to rigidity. He chuckled with his lips and turned his face aside with a breath from his nose.

He thought, Jing Ze is also very cruel a man, a powder do not give me wordy.

"You are hanging glucose. The doctor said you need to have a rest on your stomach if you drink too much milk."

Lin Shu also does not go to see the scenery, wink at the stars outside the window.

If you can't eat the powder, Lin Shu turns out to be a fox with sour grape. He says, "the snail powder you eat stinks to me. You go out and finish eating and come in again..."

Who knows that he has not finished a word, the quilt has a long "Gu" voice.

Jing Ze also held up for two seconds, still lowered his head to laugh out.

Lin Shu: "......"

Jingze also looked at Lin Shu gradually red ears and cheeks, the mood also miraculously good, "it seems you are really hungry."

"I'm not hungry right away with glucose."

Lin Shu glanced at the window, leaving only half a back head spoon to the king, and made Jingze want to hold his pink ear.

Jingze also saw two seconds suddenly reached out across the quilt covering Lin Shu's stomach, and also took a particularly funny two shots.

"Well, don't tease you. Turn your face around and give you a taste."

Thought finally had the powder to eat Lin Shu instantly changed a face, happily turned his head to the scene also smile and giggle, even the voice dye excited joy, "really?"

Jing Ze also sneered, "Oh, see the man who has eyes on food."

Lin Shu realized that Jingze was also playing with him. Just after he was ready to pull down his face and scold, he saw Jingze suddenly stand up and approached him. He watched the approaching Jingze hide back consciously. Before he could return to the back of his head, he was photographed by Jingze.

Jingze also pressed Lin Shu's back brain spoon to pinch his chin, and leaned over to Lin Shu and received a kiss with snail powder flavor, which made Lin Shu taste a taste.

Lin Shu was almost choked by the smell of snail powder. He reached for jingzeyi's arm and swallowed it unconsciously.

After a long and tasteful kiss, Lin Shu turned away Jingze and opened the quilt and covered his face. He still didn't forget to stretch out a hand under the quilt to twist the button of the bed to make him lie flat.

Jingze also looked at the hand that stretched out from under the quilt, and smiled and held Lin Shu by holding the hand. He also helped Lin Shu adjust the height of the bed with kindness.

Lin Shulu, who was covered in the quilt, showed that one hand was still infusion covered his face, and the other hand was held by Jingze by the edge of the bed.

Jingze also looked at it for a while, and reached out to pull down the quilt a little, "sleep, sleep, and you will not be hungry."

Lin shuwo hum in the quilt, "Jingze is also very cruel."

Jingze also smiled but did not answer the words, from the palm of the temperature gradually melt into the other's blood.

It's very reassuring.