"Ahem..." the waiter choked.
friend? !
She opened her eyes wide in horror, staring at the little boy in front of her, in disbelief.
Anyway, it must be girls who use sanitary napkins.
And in the middle of the night...
The two live together? friend
When giving the bag to the child, the waiter couldn't help but asked again, "Is it your girlfriend?"
An Jin froze for a moment.
He took the bag, confused, thinking that Chuchu was indeed a girl, so he nodded.
"..." The waiter was completely stunned.
She stared blankly at the beautiful boy walking out of the convenience store. The lights in the room reflected his good-looking figure. He walked into the rain with an umbrella, and the tips of his hair shone light gold under the street lamp.
Have a girlfriend at such a young age
stay together? Help buy sanitary napkins
The waiter thought, it must be because of his appearance.
…
An Jin returned home, put away the umbrella, carried the bag in one hand, and lowered her head to change her shoes.
He walked up to the second floor, and when he entered the room, there was no one on the bed. While putting down his things, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the bathroom.
The boy withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips and looked at the bed sheet beside him.
It's just that the bed sheet was dirty, the girl had already put it aside, An Jin picked up the bed sheet without any trouble, and went to put the washing machine in by herself.
He went back to the bedroom and leaned over to make the bed again.
"Brother An Jin is back? Give me that..." the girl in the bathroom whispered to him.
Since An Jin knew her, she had always been the one who had been taught a lesson by her. It was the first time he heard the girl's embarrassed voice. When he walked to the bathroom, his beautiful dark eyes couldn't help but bend slightly.
He knocked on the door.
The door opened gently, but no one was seen, only a white and tender arm stretched out with water droplets.
"Give it to me." The human inside said.
An Jin quietly handed it to her.
The door is closed.
The young man at the door stood quietly for a few seconds, his eyes lowered.
From the fair cheeks to the earlobe, the crimson color revealed little by little. He coughed lightly, turned around and walked back, poured a glass of cold water calmly, raised his head to drink it, and touched his face again.
Although he didn't understand anything, how could a young man not be shy in this situation.
After Yu Chu packed up, he saw the man standing by the table in a daze. She asked, "Why are you standing there?"
An Jin turned her head, pursed her lips, "No, I..." His eyes wandered for a while, and then he lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I'm thirsty, so I drank some water."
Yu Chu didn't care, went back to the bed, rubbed his stomach, "Brother An Jin, do you have any warm stickers?"
"No... what's the matter?" The boy came over and sat next to her, "What's wrong?"
"My stomach is a bit cold." Yu Chu rolled his eyes, "Brother An Jin, let me sleep with you. Help me warm up. Look, my hands are very cold."
Before An Jin could react, she subconsciously wanted to reject the proposal, but the girl had already grabbed his hand, which was really cold to the touch.
"... Mmm." An Jin finally hummed, and silently lifted the quilt, "Come and sleep. Why are you so cold?"
"Well, because of the girl's physique, she will have a stomachache at this time and cannot catch the cold." Yu Chuyan summed it up concisely, and nimbly got into Mr. Zhuma's quilt and curled up into a ball.
Stomachache
The young man's exquisite eyebrows were slightly frowned, and after putting down the quilt, he looked at the little head that was close at hand.
The girl curled up into a ball, almost nestling in his arms. The temperature is a little bit cold.
He hesitated for a while, and finally lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and a slender hand pulled her arm away and placed it on her belly.