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Mess with sticky little milk dog【15】

Song Yubai stared at the girl for a long time, turned her body over and said, "Sister, I'll carry you."

Su Ci looked at the boy's back, handsome and upright.

The slender neck looked like white jade.

She was afraid that the other party would be wet by the rain, so she got closer and said softly with a little embarrassedly: "No, it doesn't matter, I'll just walk over."

"But if you walk over, your shoes will get dirty again."

Song Yubai calmly stated this fact in a regretful tone.

The piggy bank essence doesn't speak.

It's a duck.

If she walked over, she would get her shoes dirty again.

The boy finally wiped her clean.

Su Ci's little face was slightly tense. She was obviously an adult, but she was even more ignorant.

The piggy bank felt a little guilty.

"And, it seems that it will be more convenient for my sister to help me hold an umbrella like this." Song Yubai turned his face, his peach blossom eyes drooped, and he looked over.

Although Su Ci was a little shy, she still stretched out her hand and hugged her.

The boy's body temperature was a little high.

But it was just right, making her feel a little warm and comfortable.

Su Ci's little hands had nowhere to put them. She first hugged her neck, and then felt that it was not good, but she hugged her shoulders and couldn't hold them steadily.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that you have to take advantage of the other party.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Song Yubai asked.

Su Ci's cheeks were hot and she said softly: "I don't know where to put my hands."

Song Yu is very nice and doesn't laugh at her.

Reply: "Just be fine, sister."

Su Ci tightened her little hand and held the umbrella with the other hand, trying hard not to get the boy's body wet.

She opened her eyes and looked ahead without blinking.

The rain was already lightening at this time.

The sound of speaking will not be covered by rain.

The boy's pulse was coming from his skin, making the piggy jar's arm a little hot.

Song Yubai asked, "Sister, can I ask you a question?"

Su Ci lowered her eyes and looked over.

He said a little nervously: "What?"

Song Yubai looked at a passing car, paused, and calmly spoke up as he passed by.

Su Ci blinked her eyes.

She heard nothing.

Seeing that the boy's lips were still moving, she couldn't help but lean her head over.

The car passed.

The boy turned his face.

Su Ci's little hands tightened, and she lowered her eyes to the boy who was close to her, her cheeks flushed.

The other party was also looking at her.

Su Ci looked at the person, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said softly: "I'm sorry, I can't hear what my junior said."

"It doesn't matter."

Song Yu's white eyelashes are a bit slender, and his nose is tall and straight. His thin lips look a little red. When he looks close, he is shimmering with a close look.

Seeing that he had been staring at him, Su Ci's cheeks were a little hot.

Song Yubai's low voice came: "Sister."

"Why don't you reply to my message?"

"Where did I not do it well?"

Su Ci looked at people in a little confused.

Song Yubai turned his face back, but his voice came clearly: "I sent you a message in the afternoon, but you never replied."

"I thought you were angry."

"Thinking for an afternoon."

Seeing that he turned back, Su Ci couldn't hear his explanation, so she stretched out her hand and grabbed the other person's clothes.

When people see it.

I explained seriously: "No."

Su Ci looked at the person softly and said, "I'm not angry, I just forgot to look at my phone."
Chapter completed!
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