Chapter 893: The Cultivation of a Schoolmaster Hero God (43)
Chapter 893 The Cultivation of a Schoolmaster Male God (43)
Usually, I have never seen Chu Ci like this.
This time, when I got sick and had a fever, I went crazy.
For a while, I wished I could rub her to the bone.
He has a unique domineering and strong love all over his body.
After a while, he wished he could nestle in her arms and let her pamper him fiercely. His tenderness was like water, so sweet that he could hardly melt away.
This monster!
It really will be seductive.
Yuanqian resigned to his fate and didn't push him again.
However, with good hearing, she vaguely heard familiar footsteps.
Uncle Zhao...
Depend on!
Shouldn't you come in at this time?
She was so frightened that she pinched Chuci in a hurry, "Someone is coming! Let go."
Chu Ci heard the words, and then moved his head away from her chest, the dark pupils were a little bit confused.
His expression was a little more puzzled, as if he was thinking about whether what Yuanqian said was true or not.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door.
Yuan Qian was shocked.
She glanced at Chu Ci.
Only then did I realize that Chu Ci's lip color was a bit wrong, too bright and slightly swollen.
Yuan Qian's little heart was beating wildly.
Damn, he can't go out with his appearance.
An old driver like Uncle Zhao probably knows what happened at a glance.
Chu Ci looked at Yuanqian's little face jokingly.
Worried for a while, and suddenly at a loss for a while, it looks very good-looking.
Yuanqian glared at him, raised her hand and rummaged through her clothes from under the quilt.
However, Chu Ci snatched the clothes that he just got.
Chu Ci directly put the clothes under the bed.
Lifted the blanket again, signaling Yuanqian to hide in.
Yuanqian glanced at him quickly, then turned around and pulled her shoes under the bed.
I quickly retracted into the bed, and lay next to Chu Ci next to him.
Chu Ci had a smirk on his lips, pulled the quilt, covered the position below his nose, and fell asleep.
So, when Uncle Zhao came in.
What I saw was Chu Ci lying on the bed and sleeping.
It's just that there are fewer people around the room.
Uncle Zhao took a look, but didn't bother Chu Ci, but he was muttering in his heart, where did Miss go?
isn't in Master Chu's room?
At that time, Yuanqian's little face flushed from holding back.
She wasn't bored.
Rather... angry at Chu Ci's shameless actions.
MMP!
Where is that hand touching?
Dare to touch her thigh down her belly...
She was so frightened that her whole body tensed up, for fear of accidentally making any noise.
However, Uncle Zhao didn’t leave in a hurry, instead he stood outside the door and watched for a while.
Yuanqian's little heart was beating wildly.
Piansheng Chu Ci's big hands haven't stopped yet.
She was so angry that she raised her hand and pinched his waist fiercely. She was close to Chu Ci, and she could clearly feel his body trembling.
Vaguely, Yuanqian felt Uncle Zhao sigh.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the door being closed.
Yuanqian was finally relieved, and half of his head was exposed from under the quilt, his misty eyes were smeared with anger, and he gave Chu Ci a hateful look.
However, in Chu Ci's view, it looks more like Jiaochen.
After she fumbled for the clothes with her small hands, she rolled over to the end of the bed.
Quickly put on clothes and shoes.
He quickly ran to the balcony and turned back to his room.
According to her feeling, Uncle Zhao must have thought of something when he sighed.
After Yuan Qian thought of this, he quickly got into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Sure enough, Yuanqian heard Uncle Zhao's knock on the door.
"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter? I'm taking a shower! It's not convenient to open the door."
(end of this chapter)