Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Boom.

After a thunder, a heavy rain fell.

Zhou Xufang hid the porridge in his hands into his coat, tugged his hat, and ran across the road. The showers came hurriedly, urging pedestrians to leave.

The temperature was low at night, and the rain was hazy and foggy. Across the thick water vapor, Zhou Xufang saw a black umbrella. The person under the umbrella stood under the tree in backlight. The rain splashed and wet his white sneakers. Looking up is a pair of beige slacks, and further up, there are a pair of slender hands, holding an umbrella, the joints are slender and very white, only the manicured nails are shiny pink.

Zhou Xufang recognized this hand.

She ran faster: "Jiang Zhi."

The umbrella was lifted a little, and she saw his face.

After seeing her, the line of the lips that was originally uplifted straightened: "It's raining so hard, don't you know you need to open an umbrella?"

Under the umbrella, the beauty was sullen, her eyebrows were cold, and she looked at her with eyes soaked in rain.

Jiang Zhi looks good when he is angry.

Zhou Xufang wiped the rain off his face: "It didn't fall when I went out."

With a stern face, regardless of the muddy water under his feet, he walked out of the tree, seeming to want to pull her arm, but he paused, moved up a bit, grabbed the strap of her sweater and hat, and carried the person under the umbrella: " It's all soaked." A little annoyed, he pushed the umbrella toward her, "Is it cold?"

Zhou Xufang lowered his head and saw Jiang Zhi's muddy sneakers. Fang Ideal said that Jiang Zhi is the son of a big family, with a golden body and a lot of attention.

She moved to the clean bluestone next to him and replied, "Cold."

Jiang Zhi followed her, walking from the muddy lawn to the blue stone. The umbrella in her hand was big enough, but the little girl under the umbrella stood far away, with a shrunken head, her face covered with rain, and her wet eyes also hid. Don't look at people.

I don't know if it was shampooed or rained. The hair she had just dyed during the day was not very colored. It was wet against her head, like a quail that had been hit by the rain.

"Take it."

He put the umbrella directly into her hand, bent over her height, took off the coat, draped her, and took off a set of movements, very quickly, not gentle, even a little rude, a little clumsy, his face The expression is even more unkind, like some kind of golden and squeamish animal that needs to be smoothed, pampered, and squeamish.

Zhou Xufang was holding the umbrella in a daze. Because he was much shorter, he could lift the umbrella over his head with his feet on his feet to block the wind and rain blowing from behind him. With the other hand, she was holding the porridge hidden in her clothes. Everywhere on the body is cold, only the left chest of the Tibetan porridge is warm.

She raised her head, and the rain fell from her eyelashes.

She said, "I'm still cold."

Rarely, she is so obedient and smooth.

Jiang Zhi hesitated whether to cover her hands.

She asked him, "Can I go to your house for a bath?" With a low voice, cautiously, her face turned upside down, her pupils are like black gems, looking at him with anticipation.

Jiang Zhi was lost in her sight, and swallowed a big mouthful of cold wind, and the cold air poured down his throat.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

It's terrible.

He bent over, coughing bloodshot eyes.

Seeing him so weak, Zhou Xufang hurriedly took off his coat and wanted to return it to him. The umbrella swayed with her undressing, and a lot of rain fell on her head.

With some rain on his hands, his knuckles were red from the cold, he straightened the umbrella, and pulled him with his clothes: "Dress well."

Take a bath?

Who taught her, she won't learn well, if she is so bold with others...

Jiang Zhi's heart was stubborn, and he covered his mouth and coughed twice. He was very unhappy, but he slowly moved the umbrella halfway toward her.

The rain quickly wetted his sweater. It was black and made his face extremely pale. Zhou Xufang worried that he would be fainted by the wind and stopped dragging his feet: "If not, then I will go." She said Take out the porridge in your arms and hang it on the umbrella handle, "You have to drink the porridge while it is hot."

Good advice, she moved out of the umbrella.

Jiang Zhi grabbed her hat, not letting her remove it: "I didn't say no." He dragged the person into the umbrella, "Come in a little bit, it's all wet."

Tone, a little angry.

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Sorry for being late, something was delayed.

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Jiang Zhi: Fang's skin is so white... I want to kiss.

Jiang Zhi: Fang's collarbone is so beautiful... I want to touch it.

Jiang Zhi: Fang's waist is so thin... I miss the sun.

President Gu: You are a sterile animal! Please stop your dirty thoughts!