This little bronze is a bit fierce

Chapter 332 Who Allows You To Touch Labor's Pig?

Qin Shu snorted, and didn't doubt Jiang He's words.

After all, she is also a person who likes to sleep with things in her arms.

Jiang He walked over quickly, took the little pig and hid it behind him: "Then you rest first, I will call you when the hot pot is ready."

Qin Shu nodded and hummed lightly.

Jiang Hefei fled out of the bedroom, his back looked like he was running away.

Qin Shu frowned suspiciously, why did Jiang He look so weird?

But Qin Shu didn't think much, he yawned, and went to sleep on the bed.

After she covered the quilt, a faint fragrance lingered in her nostrils, which smelled nice and not pungent.

About 2 minutes later, Qin Shu, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

The whole person was a little confused.

Damn, she actually went to sleep on Jiang He's bed? ? ?
Qin Shu, you are poisonous, isn't your house just across the street, why are you sleeping in someone else's bed?

And it's a boy.

"..."

Qin Shu was very sleepy, but at this moment she woke up instantly.

Still the kind of sleepless.

When he first came in, he didn't feel anything, but now Qin Shu felt that the whole bedroom was filled with the smell of Jiang He.

Faint, nice smell.

I don't know if it's hot or what, but Qin Shu's face is hot.

Even the heartbeat is a little faster.

...

Jiang He came out of the bedroom with a pink piggy in his hands. He was thinking where to hide the piggy when Cheng Su saw it.

After Cheng Su finished handling the shrimp, he came out of the toilet and happened to run into Jiang He.

The little pig in Jiang He's hand is very cute, Cheng Su snatched it away, then pinched it twice, and said with a smile, "Hey boss, why do you have girly things, it's pretty cute."

Jiang He's complexion changed slightly, he walked over and took the little pig back, and said in a fierce tone: "Who will allow you to touch Laozi's pig?"

It was given to him by Qin Shu, and Cheng Su actually pinched his little pig with his salty hands!

Jiang He said that he was very angry and wanted to kick Cheng Su out.

Cheng Su: "..."

Cheng Su clapped his hands, and while going to the kitchen, he muttered, "If you don't play, you don't play, why are you so fierce?"

Jiang He ignored him, patted the unnecessary dust on the little pig, and put it in the drawer of the coffee table to hide.

It was half an hour after the hot pot was ready, and the whole room was filled with fragrance.

Jiang He's dining table is rectangular, fully two meters long.

Put the soup pot in the middle, and put the rest in small plates, and arrange them neatly. It looks very delicate, and it is more appetizing than eating hot pot outside.

Qin Shu came out smelling the fragrance. When she opened the door and wanted to go out, she bumped into a strong chest.

There was no impact and no pain, but Qin Shu subconsciously covered his forehead that was hit.

She raised her eyelids, and what caught her eyes was Jiang He's handsome face.

Qin Shu frowned habitually.

When she frowned like this, Jiang He thought he hurt her, and his brows also frowned.

"It hurts you? Show me."

The young man slowed down his tone, his voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded particularly gentle.

Qin Shu's heart skipped a beat, and facing Jiang He's approach, she subconsciously leaned back.

She smelled that faint smell again, which came from Jiang He.

It doesn't smell like shower gel, but more like his unique smell.

Qin Shu didn't know what was wrong, but felt that her face was a little hot, so she took a step back and opened the distance between Jiang He and Jiang He.

In a light tone: "I'm fine."

Jiang He nodded, and stood up straight, "Let's go, the hot pot is ready."

Qin Shu nodded, but remained silent.

After Jiang He turned around, she walked out of the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)