The little Jiaojiao who wore it was pampered again

Chapter 197 Xu Wanqing, don't rub

"fight?"

Xu Wanqing, who was sitting on the sofa, shrank her legs and listened obediently to Gu Liang's inquiry.

"not talking anymore?"

The boy's obsidian-like eyes gleamed with waves, with a little depth.

Her figure was reflected in her eyes, Xu Wanqing blinked, puffed her cheeks, her round and pure eyes looked innocent and simple.

"Don't try to be coquettish."

His bony fingers reached out and pinched her cheek, and the delicate and soft face was deformed under his hands.

Xu Wanqing shook her head, trying to break free from his hand, but she couldn't, so she reached out and hugged his wrist, and said softly, "Gu Liang~"

"Ah."

With a clear voice, Gu Liang withdrew his hand and sat down beside him.

A trace of confusion flashed in Xu Wanqing's eyes.

The corners of Gu Liang's lips curled up. He didn't intend to murder her.

Tilting her head slightly to look at her face, she said in a hoarse voice, "Are you scared? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"No." Xu Wanqing shook her head honestly.

Today, after she kicked her, Xu Furen lay on the ground in pain, without even touching her.

"Well, call me in time next time, I..."

very worried.

Gu Liang paused for a moment, staring at her small face, it was soft and soft, making one's chest seem to be stuffed with a ball of cotton.

"Isn't Gu Liang angry?"

Xu Wanqing moved over slowly, stuffed her small hands into his arms, and kept leaning her head against him.

She wasn't frightened at all, but now that he spoke so gently, she felt sour in her heart, and a bubble of grievance burst out.

Her bright eyes became moist in an instant, and she looked at him pitifully.

Gu Liang's expression changed slightly, "I'm not angry, don't cry."

"Gu Liang..."

Xu Wanqing sniffed her nose, pulled out her hand from her arms, and stretched it towards his neck.

Outside the window, the clouds in the sky were dyed with a layer of faint orange, shining through the glass, and the faint warm light hit her face with a halo, making people look extraordinarily pitiful.

Gu Liang sighed softly, clasped her arm with her slender fingers, and pulled her over, "Hug, don't cry."

It's ugly.

Those who didn't know thought he was bullying.

Xu Wanqing took a breath and retorted dissatisfiedly, "I'm not crying!"

As if venting her anger, she decisively rubbed against his shoulder, rubbing the invisible snot on his clothes.

After returning home, Gu Liang changed his clothes, and now he was wearing a black and white cotton fleece sweater, which didn't prick the skin at all.

Hearing the thick nasal sound and feeling the little tickling movements, Gu Liang raised his brows slightly and lowered his voice, "Xu Wanqing, stop rubbing."

"Yes." The extremely stubborn tone, but the movements are slowly weakening, as if afraid of him noticing.

Gu Liang couldn't help but raised his hand to caress the back of her head, "My clothes are all dirty."

"Humph."

An angry nasal voice fell in his ears, and there was no sign of leaving at all.

"How did you do in the exam today?"

Gu Liang changed the subject in a timely manner.

"Fortunately."

This tone seemed to be full of confidence, Gu Liang was slightly surprised, "Have you finished writing?"

"It's finished!"

She still had extra time to draw a puppy on the draft paper.

Very cute!

Xu Wanqing raised her head, with tears still in her eyes, like a pool of crystal clear lake water, clear and translucent.

(End of this chapter)