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Chapter 254 Can you see your toes when you lower your head?

"Stop eating, keep talking."

Seeing that Han Zidong was just busy working, Jin Zaijing patted the table twice and urged the other party to continue talking about his indescribable dream.

"Eat first," Han Zidong glanced at Jin Zaijing: "If you want to hear it, I can tell you all night without any repetition."

Jin Zaijing put down the wine glass, got up, took an empty bowl from the kitchen, served a portion of kelp tofu soup, and pushed it to Han Zidong: "Eat, you will know how to eat."

"Ninene, who told you to cook the dishes so delicious?"

After looking at the kelp tofu soup at hand, Han Zidong stretched out his index finger and his thumb together, and compared a love to Jin Zaijing: "You eat too, don't just drink. If you want to drink, I will accompany you later.

drink."

Jin Zaijing didn't know if he thought of something funny, so he covered his mouth and chuckled: "Ninene... But don't do it, I'm worried that I have to take care of you, make sobering soup for you, and pack your clothes for you

…”

As she said this, she still touched Han Zidong with a light touch.

After dinner, the two of them moved to the living room again, squeezing in the open space between the coffee table and the sofa and drinking.

"Show off the layers of veil on your body, your white and tender skin..."

"You have this kind of dream at night," Jin Zaijing interrupted Han Zidong with a smile: "Dafa, and he also said that I am a lady in ruins. I think you are a man in ruins."

"Do you say it or I said?"

"You said, you said, I'll listen to you."

Jin Zaijing leaned against the sofa, raised one leg slightly, supported his right hand, and pressed his chin against his palm, looking softly at the man who was already slightly drunk in front of him.

Although the words were obviously dirty, they sounded like touching love words to her at this moment. Or if they were what the man in front of her would feel very beautiful.

Han Zidong approached Jin Zaijing and put one leg on the other's legs casually. Jin Zaijing lowered his eyes and looked at it with a light smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough, you will easily become dishonest after you get drunk."

"Oh, why are you not obedient to this leg? I think I'm drunk."

Han Zidong touched his head: "Even his head is a little dizzy." As he spoke, he fell straight towards Jin Zaijing, his head slid over his shoulders, and continued to slide down.

At this moment, one hand held his face.

Jin Zaijing used a little force and helped Han Zidong's head back to his shoulder. Han Zidong took a sip and said it was a pity, but soon he was sucked away all his attention by the fragrance of Jin Zaijing's body.

My nose inadvertently approached Jin Zaijing's neck and greedily sniffed the perfume of Jin Zaijing: "Zaijing, the milk fragrance on your body is so nice."

“I sprayed citrus-flavored perfume today.”

"Well...that's your shower gel."

“My shower gel and shampoo smell very light.”

"Um……"

Han Zidong's eyes couldn't help but move a lot. When he noticed his movements, Jin Zaijing stretched out his hand to correct his gaze.

"Don't glance around."

I won't show it, right? I'm going to see it.

"You're so sad, your shoulders are so bad. Can I put a pillow on your legs?"

As he said that, he didn't wait for Jin Zaijing to reply, and turned his body sideways and lay on Jin Zaijing's legs.

Jin Zaijing looked down and smiled helplessly, but said nothing.

He stretched out his index finger and poked Han Zidong's face. The man on his legs sometimes really angered her to death, but sometimes he could bring her countless beautiful memories.

Seeing the other person slowly turning around and staring at somewhere in her eyes, she pinched the other person's nose in anger.

After a while, a wet and slippery touch came from the palm of her palm. She hurriedly let go of Han Zidong, and then wiped the palm of her palm in disgust.

Well, she took back her thoughts just now. Han Zidong is sometimes a stinky hooligan!

"Still the scriptures..."

"What are you doing~"

"I have always had a question that is very curious. Can you help me with answers?"

I always feel that Han Zidong is feeling bad, but Jin Zaijing nodded: "You said."

"Can you see your toes when you lower your head?"

"Inside?"

What does this mean?

Jin Zaijing recalled it carefully and seemed to be able to see a little bit, but is this question interesting?

He glanced down at Han Zidong, then looked at his chest along the other person's gaze. An explanation of reasonable but somewhat bizarre angle appeared in her mind.

“Not seen.”

"Dafa."

Hearing the other party's exclamation, Jin Zaijing basically confirmed her guess: "Wow, Han Zidong, you are really a talent."

Han Zidong smiled humbly and raised his hand and fisted: "It's too much."

"Get up and drink with me."

Jin Zaijing bounced his legs and saw that Han Zidong didn't respond, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the other person's ear.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Han Zidong made an exaggerated expression.

In fact, Jin Zaijing just pulled his ears, and it definitely didn't hurt, but he still stood up reluctantly and stood up straight and walked aside.

Jin Zaijing thought he was angry, so he immediately grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"

"I'll go take a shower and be awake."

"Why do you suddenly need to take a shower?"

"I'll have no time to wash after drinking too much," Han Zidong smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to go with me?"

"Who wants to wash with you?"

Jin Zaijing turned his head and took another sip of wine.

"Don't drink so much wine. If you get drunk later, I won't care about you."

"Don't worry, I'm not someone's kind of wine."

Seeing Han Zidong leaving the living room, Jin Zaijing no longer had the desire to drink. He directly put the wine glass aside, hugging his knees with both hands in a daze.

After about a few minutes, a male voice brought her thoughts back.

"Store the scriptures, the scriptures of the scriptures of the golden scriptures..."

Hearing Han Zidong calling her, Jin Zaijing stood up with the sofa and walked quickly to the bathroom.

"what?"

"I thought you were drunk. If you don't come again, I will go out naked."

Somehow, Jin Zaijing found that she had really imagined Han Zidong's naked appearance. Then she shook her head anxiously and immediately threw the dirty picture out of her mind.

"Take your clothes for you, right?"

"Yes, there are underwear."

Jin Zaijing nodded, turned around and walked towards the bedroom. Before she could take two steps, she was stopped again.

"Ah, you don't ask me which piece of clothing I want to wear, I want the top..."

"I'll do it," Jin Zaijing interrupted Han Zidong's nagging: "How about you come out and get it yourself."

The people inside were completely silent.

Jin Zaijing smiled proudly, walked out of the road, and turned back: "There is nothing in your bedroom that I can't see, right?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely not let you see what you can't see."

Listening to the man's slightly stubborn words inside, Jin Zaijing smiled narrowly: "It's best."

After saying that, she slowly walked towards the bedroom, pushed open the bedroom door with both hands, turned on the ceiling light, and a neat and tasteless room appeared in front of her.

The first thing that attracted her attention was the big bed in the room. When she saw the pink Hello Kitty three-piece set, she touched her pocket with a funny look, but unfortunately she didn't touch her phone.

"Moa? This person is really..."

The more I looked at it, the more I wanted to laugh, the more I couldn't help but want to see it. When she walked to the cabinet, she kept sighing that a big man who was 1.8 meters above all, actually liked such a girl's three-piece set in private.

However, this pink three-piece set is a bit out of place with the simple decorations of the whole room. However, considering that Han Zidong is about to move, perhaps the decorations of other girls have been put away by the other party, which makes her feel a little regretful.

She secretly decided to wait until Han Zidong's new home was arranged, and she must visit twice before the other party returns to China.

When she opened the cabinet door, neat storage boxes appeared in front of her.

"Big!"

After flipping through the storage box, she couldn't believe that a man living alone would have such a Virgo storage habit.

I saw that the clothes were not only divided into storage boxes according to the type, but also the clothes, socks and underwear in the storage box were arranged in neat rows according to the color.

What made her happiest was that her gloves also had a storage box alone.

Taking out a loose pink sports sweatshirt, taking out a pair of underwear, and with full of expectations, she came to the bathroom door again.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Han Zidong, I didn't expect you to be quite a girlish person."

Han Zidong in the bathroom did not talk nonsense, gently opened the door and stretched out a hand.

He grabbed the air with his left hand for a while, but he caught nothing. He was speechless: "Give me clothes."

"Call me 'Rage' and I'll give it to you."

Han Zidong's handsome boy was speechless and muttered in a low voice: "If you call him Oppa in the future, it's not right, it's..."

I heard the voice of Jin Zaijing outside the door: "Han Zidong, what are you muttering? Do you still want clothes?"

A real man can always bend and stretch, advance or retreat. Besides, he has called out, but he shouted decisively: "I'm angry."

"It's too perfunctory, I need to have some feelings."

"I'm angry~"

"It's so tired, a little crisper."

"I'm angry."

Han Zidong stretched out his hand again. This time, Jin Zaijing did not make things difficult for him and stuffed his clothes into his hands.

Ah...this.

A set of pink sweatshirts!

Wiping his body, putting on his clothes, walked out of the bathroom, and finding his anger. Jin Zaijing was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. Seeing Han Zidong with a little dissatisfaction on her face, she clapped and laughed.

It seemed so happy.

"Moa? I can't tell that you are quite girlish. Why haven't I seen you wear this outfit?"

Of course you have never seen it, because I have never seen it either.

After a little bit of his brain, Han Zidong had already locked in the suspect. He missed one piece. The key was the most inappropriate clothes. His mentality of moving was a little stronger.

Shin Yunzhu, your uncle!

Thanks to Dugu Xiaobaiyi for the February ticket, thanks to the March ticket of Milk Flavor Xiaolang, Huang Tian Yuyin for the March ticket, Fried Chicken Coke for the June ticket, Honggg, February ticket, Shadowzz99 for the February ticket, Qifeng Dajianluo for the February ticket

, Let’s start the future March ticket again, hold the world-style March ticket

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