Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Back at the apartment, A Yao held a huge paper bag in one hand, and so easily took a pile of ingredients and daily necessities back.

"A Yao, I can't see your strength." Qinger applauded.

Although this boy has grown up, he is still a little thin, with the thinness characteristic of a teenager. Qinger hadn't planned to use him as a coolie, but...the brother is too clever to obey her. Well.

Without her real consciousness, her real brother Jin Han could not be lawless.

Qinger compared in his heart, his eyes filled with relief.

A Yao glanced at her sideways, just to get a glimpse of her comforting eyes.

His throat bone slipped and smiled, "Sister Qing'er, did you forget where I stayed a few years ago?"

"Yes, you are in a military school." Qinger suddenly.

"Yes." A Yao said, his voice seemed dull, "Full six years."

He was not yet twelve years old. His father thought he was not masculine enough and kicked him to a closed military school. If not, he would not be separated from Sister Qing'er for so many years. Moreover, the management of the military school is extremely strict. He was greeted by the father himself. It was basically impossible to run out secretly, so that every time his sister returned home, he could not find a chance to see her.

At first, their relationship was so close, but after six years, they met again, but she completely regarded him as another brother, and even a little polite...

"Cheer up!" Qinger thought he remembered his life in a military school so low, so he patted his shoulder and comforted, "You are all here, the emperor is far away, Uncle Jiang must be in charge It’s not up to you! So you can enjoy the waves! Rest assured, as long as you don’t play out of circles, I will definitely help you.”

Looking at her bright smile, the dullness in A Yao's heart swept away immediately.

He smiled and was a little curious: "What does it mean to play in circles?"

"For example..." Qinger said seriously, "Drug-drug, promiscuity, make a girl pregnant... These are absolutely not allowed! The atmosphere here is relatively open, and many young people with little self-control are so degraded By the way, you must not make a mistake, you know!"

A Yao's eyebrows jumped, and she seemed a little annoyed: "Of course I won't. Sister Qing'er, what are you saying!"

"Well, I know you're the best!" Qinger said with a smile, taking advantage of his chance to pull open the refrigerator and stoop down to put things in the refrigerator. She also reached out and rubbed a hand on his hair.

Who knew he had a great reaction to this, suddenly stood up and avoided one side, almost crashing the refrigerator door.

"What's wrong?" Qinger froze for a moment, looking at his blushing face, then realized what was happening, "cough, you don't like people touching your head?"

"No..." He gasped, hesitantly.

"Oh, there's nothing embarrassing, I won't touch you next time." Qinger fell down and didn't mind, she squatted down and put the ingredients in the paper bag into the refrigerator, "Yes, what do we burn at night dish".

A Yao's throat knot slipped, only to feel that the temperature and soft touch of her fingers remained on the scalp. This touch made his cold hairs stand up, and at the same time, there was some kind of dormant urge to wake up.