Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 493 With Uncle in Hand, I Have the World (16)

"Where do you want to go, why don't you take me with you?"

The strength on the sleeves became stronger and stronger, and the first day of the junior high school with her fingers stuffed in the sleeves could feel the sleeves tightening a little bit, just like her heart, as if being pinched by someone, and that person would let her go if she was happy If you are unhappy, you will squeeze your heart little by little, hold it in your hand and play with it.

And Deng Jinghui was the one who played with her heart.

Deng Jinghui was in a bad mood, whether it was because he had rejected his request just now or something else, the first day of junior high school hadn't fully figured it out yet.

"I want to go back to my room."

Of course, Deng Jinghui couldn't go back to the yard with him on the first day of junior high school. Looking at his face now, it was obvious that he hadn't had enough to eat.

"Huh? Go back to the room? Sleep? Take me one."

As he spoke, Deng Jinghui stood up abruptly from the chair, and put the other hand supporting his head on Chuyi's shoulder.

This kind of posture is too ambiguous. On the first day of junior high school, my body froze and I couldn't get used to it.

In the past, she was the one who relied on the target with a stern face, but this time the male lead took the initiative to seduce her, and she was not used to it?
I silently slapped myself in my heart. I really didn't want to have too much to do with Deng Jinghui on the first day of junior high school. In addition, the people in the dining room in front of the hall have almost finished eating. If I take Deng Jinghui out now, I will definitely be punished again. One pass said, and then a lot of unsavory gossip spread.

Sighing, Chu Yi patted the back of his hand on his shoulder, and said to Xia Hua who just came out of the back room, "Prepare a room for uncle, he will rest here today."

This is the best solution that the first day of junior high school can think of so far. After seeing Xia Hua nodding, the first day of junior high school who dared not move stood where he was. Light.

When Xia Hua came back again, her legs were almost numb from the first stop in the junior high school. Finally, seeing Xia Hua coming gracefully, she hurriedly passed Deng Jinghui's hand forward happily.

"This...let's ask Missy to bring Mr. Deng over there."

Looking at the hand that was handed over on the first day of the lunar new year, Xia Hua hesitated in her eyes. After all, she was still a big girl, and now she touched the man's hand, fearing that she would be rejected by her husband's family in the future, so Xia Hua was bold for the first time, He didn't go to take Deng Jinghui's hand.

Cursing his lips, the first day of the junior high school turned his attention to Chuntao again, seeing that she was also firmly waving her hand, finally sighed, and resigned himself to taking Deng Jinghui, who was hiding in his neck and snickering, out of the gate.

After finally dragging Deng Jinghui to the prepared room, half of his life in the first year of junior high school was almost lost, and he didn't remember the existence of the toilet until he sat down to drink water.

"Water~"

A faint voice sounded from the side of the bed. The movement of pouring water froze on the first day of the lunar new year. Before he had even taken a sip, he was yelling for water. Could it be that he was not drunk?
On the first day of the lunar new year, he walked to the bed with a glass of freshly poured water, and was about to pour the water from the quilt on Deng Jinghui's face, trying to see if he was pretending to be drunk, when a method that was so outrageous that it couldn't be more outrageous suddenly flashed in his mind .

Standing by the bed, he looked at Deng Jinghui who was lying on the bed waving his arms, and then looked at the glass full of water in his hand. drink up.

She didn't believe it anymore. A drunk person would definitely lose consciousness. If he was conscious...

(End of this chapter)