My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change in Painting Style Chapter 862

Give people a massage, especially a girl's head. If you use the pharaoh, they will groan from time to time, the size of the voice and whether it is high or low, all of which are completely in your hands.

Just ask her what you want, isn't that feeling beautiful?

"Aren't these all required by the little bastard who stayed in America?"

Looking at the cute furnishings and decorations in the room that are full of girly atmosphere, I think it’s pretty good, but Biqigu’s face is hesitant: "Every time she comes to this room, I sleep for her, I either Going to the sofa will take one night, or go to your parents’ bedroom...Oh, how good do you think I treat her?"

He talked about it for a long time before he noticed that the girl's eyes looked strange: "What's wrong? What's wrong with my face."

"If you stay in America..."

"What happened to staying in America?"

"……It's nothing."

Hui shook his head slowly, decided to put a lot of questions in his stomach, and didn't want to ask anything. Suddenly he stretched out his hand on his face and touched him like a nympho, his expression was also quite strange: "I want to touch Touch, this cheeky face."

Ah, Ms. Kato, you have turned on the neighbor’s lady sister mode again, making Bachan once again bewildered, and no matter how thick-skinned she is, she starts to get hot and red.

"what……"

"Don't move, I'm looking at the beard."

Think of the big moustache being wet and feeling so touched.

"Um... I suddenly wanted to see the photo stickers we took with Liu U.S. last year."

When she changed the subject, Hui finally got her hand back. She thought about it, moved her hand under the quilt, and took out a mobile phone and handed it to him.

"Ok?"

"Back, back."

The teenager turned over the back of the phone, and sure enough, a somewhat vague header was posted on it. At that time, Xiaohui was still slightly ashamed. Tsurumi's boss in the United States was reluctant, and Biqigu looked serious and seemed to be interviewing...

It's so stupid!

The expressions of these three people are so stupid!

He looked at it with feelings: "Why don't we take another photo?"

"Ok."

The girl lying on his lap rolled inside, her voice soft and full of fatigue: "I still want to sleep for a while..."

When Biqigu was mentioned by her, she couldn't stop her drowsiness. She swiped her finger on the screen of her mobile phone and analyzed the password of the album: "Well, I want to sleep for a while. I was really sleepy last night-Xiaohui , How about you call me at noon?"

"what……"

Opening his mouth and yawning, Kato Kee's voice became lower and lower: "Okay...good night."

"……good night."

Blinky fingers stopped. After seeing the photos in her mobile phone album, his expression became a lot more complicated for an instant. He put down the phone and looked at the back of the girl sleeping soundly on his side, picked up the phone again, and then put it down again. Picked it up and repeated it many times.

The finger stayed on the delete button for a long time before slowly moving away. He copied these photos to his mobile phone, and then wrote some words on her mobile phone message board.

Finally sighed and lay on the bed, looking at the patterns and lights on the ceiling, and didn't want to think about anything.

That's it.

We are still young now.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, but waited until the girl turned over again and opened her eyes again when she was next to his shoulder.

"Now, Biqigu."

"Ok."

He was not surprised that Kato Kei was awake.

The girl touched her hair and stared at the ceiling: "Does it look good if I have short hair?"

This time he was not as sure as before, and he was silent for a long time before speaking: "Or, do you try long hair?"

It took a long time before she closed her eyes: "Yes."

"benefit."

The girl next to him didn't say anything, but he knew she was awake: "I want to eat the best cake with bean paste."

"what……"

The girl thought for a while, her eyes narrowed slightly: "Sister taught me how to do it..."

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One week, I am closing.

Victory of childhood sweethearts-never left

The bicycle in front of the door was rusted in many places, and the red rust from a distance looked like blood stains. A little girl with soft and short hair was standing beside the bicycle, twisting her hands nervously.

"Is this really good?"

Even as a child, her voice is as light as water, without any liveliness and childishness, but with the movement of tilting her head and biting her fingers, it is another strange cuteness.

It is a pity that the only person who can witness this action is squatting on the ground, holding a screwdriver in his hand, with a focused expression: "Trust me, your childhood sweetheart is professional."

Little Hui sighed a little.

She walked around the bicycle in a boring manner, unable to understand why a little boy of her age would repair a car and do such a thing as a big man would.

"Huh... finally fixed it."

Kobi Kegu stood up and rubbed her waist, patted the cushion of the bicycle, and smiled triumphantly at her: "Go, let's go racing."

Hui was a little embarrassed: "But..."

"Nothing but!"

Biqigu thinks that Kato Megumi’s biggest advantage is that he is not so hypocritical. Although he hesitated verbally, he is still very honest. He sat in the back seat of the bicycle obediently, unlike the school girl, but It was Tufengwu's holding hands, but she felt something like athlete's foot in her hands, and she was twisted and uncomfortable.

"That one……"

Hui asked in a low voice, "Mr Biqigu, can you ride a bike?"

The boy looked back and smiled, and said indifferently: "Isn't this studying...Huh, Xiaohui, what are you looking for?"