Military marriage 100 points: Chief spoils deeply

"No, I prefer milk." Zuo Xiao refused.

Lengxun looked at him, but did not insist. After drinking a bottle of wine, he went back to his room.

Zuo Xiao threw the milk bottle into the dustbin, and then took out another bottle of milk, as if there was some ice.

After thinking about it, Zuo Xiao put the milk into the microwave and heated it.

Finally, I knocked on the door of a room.

Inside, Ling Yi had just taken a bath. Her pajamas were baggy and she was still wiping her hair with a towel in her hand. When she heard someone knocking at the door outside, she stepped to open the door.

After seeing the boy at the door, Ling Yi looked at him, "brother Xiao."

Seeing the door open, Zuo Xiao raised his eyes.

The girl's hair is a little messy, and the tip of her hair is dripping with water. It may be that the temperature hasn't dissipated after bathing. The girl's cheeks are a little red. With her big water eyes blinking and blinking, she looks particularly cute.

Moreover, I don't know if it's the reason why she's too thin. At this moment, one collar has slipped down once, revealing a large area of shoulders. The young girl's skin is like an egg pulled out, white, tender and flawless.

Zuo Xiao was stunned for a moment. Then he quickly left his sight and looked elsewhere at will. He unnaturally reminded, "clothes."

His voice was a little low. Ling Yi didn't hear it clearly. She wondered, "huh?"

Zuo Xiao was at a loss. He quickly handed the milk in his hand, "here you are."

Ling Yi took it. The milk bottle was still hot. She exclaimed, "brother Xiao, you are so kind to me."

Zuo Xiao still looked elsewhere, "it's good to drink more milk."

"Is brother Xiao so tall because he drinks milk?" Ling Yi asked.

Zuo Xiao is 18 years old, more than one meter eight.

Zuo Xiao: "I don't know."

Ling Yi finally saw something wrong with him. "What's the matter with you? Am I too sloppy? But I can't bear to look directly..."

Ling Yi is a little pricked.

Zuo Xiao finally turned his head and looked at her. Then he took a step forward and narrowed the distance between the two people.

His approach made Ling Yi look up slightly. Seeing that the young man's neck was red, he was even more confused, "brother Xiao, are you sick?"

Then Ling Yi was going to touch his forehead.

Before that, Zuo Xiao stretched out his hand and pulled up the clothes that slipped on her shoulder.

The juvenile's bony fingers unconsciously touched her skin in the process of pulling her clothes.

Ling Yi's action stopped, a little silly.

After Zuo Xiao pulled up his clothes, his face became more red. He couldn't say a word, so he turned and left.

Ling Yi stood at the door alone. She was messy in the wind. She looked down at her pajamas.

what the fuck?

Ling Yi's first feeling was not shyness, but shock.

Just showing a shoulder, Zuo Xiao is so shy?

What about those girls in exposed clothes on the street in summer?

Mom!

This is too pure!

Ha ha, a little... Cute.

Ling Yi held the milk bottle and couldn't help laughing.

……

Dai Tong came here in the dusty night.

After hearing the doorbell, Lu Xi quickly lost his cell phone, lay down on the sofa and pretended to be dead, and then asked ran ran to open the door.

Yan Yan saw him like this, "uncle, are you chasing aunt Tong?"

"Boy, I'll call you an aunt later." Lu Xi opened one eye and watched the movement at the door.

Then he saw Ran Ran and Dai Tong come in one after another.

Lu Xi lay dying on the sofa and coughed weakly.

"Tong'er, I'm sick. I have to hug to get better..."