Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 484 I will be responsible to classmate He

He Jiayu shook his hand, almost spilling a bowl of brown sugar water.

Barely steadying his figure, he handed her moderately warm brown sugar water, softly told her to drink it quickly, and then said unhurriedly, "I have no plans to marry for the time being."

puff--

Su Xiaomo squirted out half of the brown sugar water he drank, and even squirted He Jiayu's face just right.

She was dumbfounded, but He Jiayu was very calm, wiped her face with a tissue, and asked calmly, "Can you spray it in another place next time?"

"Hmm..." Su Xiaomo was ashamed and angry, and explained in a panic: "I was just joking with you, there is no other meaning~ Don't think wrongly, I am a good girl who is upright and pure!"

He Jiayu glanced at her, and seeing someone who had drawn countless miniatures swear that he was upright for the Spring Festival, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

After taking the empty bowl, he got up and went out. Su Xiaomo quietly shrank into the bed and closed his eyes.

The lower abdomen is warm, the stomach is hot, and the limbs are extremely comfortable.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be taken care of by others.

If she was asked to make a wish, she only wanted time to stand still at this moment.

It is warm for a moment, and I am unwilling to give up after tasting it.
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It rained all night, and finally stopped in the morning. The sun quietly emerged, and the air was cool and fresh.

An Xiaxia opened her eyes, and the bed beside her was already empty. Only the residual heat on the sheets could prove that someone really slept with her arms around her all night.

Opening the door, Sheng Yize half-kneeled on the ground, and folded the quilt into tofu cubes in two or three strokes. Qi Yanxi muttered with a disgraced face, "Damn it! I have a sore back... Who beat the young master last night? Sheng Yize Ze, is it you who has a weak soul?"

An Xiaxia watched helplessly as the culprit Sheng Yize shrugged innocently: "Really? You don't even remember yourself, so how would I know."

Qi Yanxi rubbed his head in a daze, feeling that he was being irrelevant, so he curled his lips and didn't ask any more questions.

He yawned and rubbed his hands: "It's so cold..."

He breathed twice at his hand, and An Xiaxia immediately recalled the position he stretched to last night in his mind, and he felt bad.
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Su Xiaomo got up early, and in order to thank He Jiayu for taking care of her, she planned to buy some breakfast and come back.

Humming a ditty and opening the door, a middle-aged woman outside the door just happened to ring the doorbell, and the two immediately looked at each other, both stunned.

After staring wide-eyed for a long time, the woman entered the room with a look of surprise on her face. He Jiayu just came out of the shower and took a shirt from the sofa and was wearing it.

"You, you..." The woman stammered for a long time and couldn't speak. He Jiayu, who heard the movement, looked over and was stunned.

After a pause, he said, "Mom, what are you doing here?"

mom?Is this woman his|mother?
Su Xiaomo was shocked.

The prostitute who was in KTV that day appeared in my mind... It is really difficult to connect with this gentle and elegant woman.

She stammered and said, "Uh, auntie, your son and I really have nothing to do! I didn't do anything to him!"

The woman covered her mouth, but Su Xiaomo wanted to explain, but accidentally tripped over the steps of the entrance, and knelt down in front of Mother He with a plop.

He Jiayu: "..."

Mother He: "..."

It was Mother He who was the first to react, and hurried to pull Su Xiaomo: "You little girl, what are you doing, don't make such a big ceremony."

Su Xiaomo simply smashed the pot, looked at He Jiayu, and mustered up his courage: "Auntie, don't worry, I will be responsible for classmate He!"

(End of this chapter)