Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

It has been almost a month since I moved into the new home, and Yun Yun was lying on the sofa, watching Ji Huaichu who was doing housework.

Ji Huaichu is very diligent and obsessed with cleanliness. It is enough for ordinary people to clean twice a week.

After all, the house is not very dusty. As long as it is not messy, it will not be messy under normal circumstances. Occasionally, there will be a little dust on the ground, and it will not hit the eye at all.

However, Ji Huaichu couldn't tolerate this flaw. He always had to work for a while every day.

Some time ago, Yun Fanfan suggested to help him do it together, but Ji Huaichu was not happy, so she picked up the rag and was cut off by Ji Huaichu.

In Ji Huaichu's words, as long as she is within his sight, he is happy.

That’s why Ji Huaichu was cleaning the table like a young wife. She lay on the sofa and watched TV while eating potato chips.

After a while, Ji Huaichu wiped the coffee table here.

The cuff buttons were unbuttoned, and he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a white arm.

Those slender hands are like perfect works of art. Any photo taken can keep fans wailing for a long time. At this moment, he is holding a rag, lowering his head, and carefully wiping the back of the glass.

Yun Fan took a piece of potato chips, and didn't get up. He just hung in the air, reaching out his hand to feed Ji Huaichu's lips.

Ji Huai opened his lips and ate the potato chips, turning his head slightly to look at her.

She sticks her refreshing ball head, lazily lying on the sofa, because she wants to feed him, half of her body is suspended.

In this posture, Ji Huaichu easily saw some beautiful scenery.

Wiping the table seems to become unimportant. Ji Huaichu's throat moved up and down, his eyelashes trembled twice, and he said, "Feed another one."

Yun Fanyan took a piece and handed it to Ji Huaichu's lips again.

Ji Huaichu didn't eat it soon, so he flicked twice manually, urging him to hurry up.

Only then did Ji Huaichu hold the potato chips leisurely.

Yun Fanfan's hands were a little sour, and just about to withdraw, Ji Huaichu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Before his hands were soaked in cold water, there was still some ice.

Yun Fan's hands were hot, and Yun Fan's body shook once it was cold and hot.

Ji Huaichu had a lot of energy, and when she held her hand, she changed from lying on her side to lying on her back.

He pressed a person on his body, not heavy, but the other person's breath quickly transferred to his body.

Ji Huaichu lowered his head and smiled at her, pressing his lips against her lips, rubbing them lightly, not deep.

While rubbing and coquettishly said: "So tired..."

Tired is of course tired, upstairs and downstairs, he has been busy for more than an hour.

If the cloud is overwhelming, it is probably paralyzed.

However, Ji Huaichu's act of acting coquettishly at the sight of the clouds made Xiao Bai Cai feel shameful.

But the party was enjoying it. Ji Huaichu touched the clouded cheek twice with his fingertips, bit her lips, and gave her a deep kiss.

Yunfan was so dizzy by the kiss, and subconsciously wanted to hold his hand hanging beside him.

As a result, Ji Huaichu suddenly raised her hand, and she shook her hand.

Looking at Ji Huaichu blankly, Ji Huaichu's lips parted slightly and said, "Dirty."

He had just taken a rag in this hand, although the rag was often washed, but he still felt it was not clean.

When Yun Fanfan was about to give up, he saw Ji Huaichu's hand rubbing his white shirt a few times, and he wiped his fingers carefully, and then reached out his hand, held her hand tightly, and kissed again. come.

Yun Fanfan thought: This person is not a fake hobbyist?

Ji Huaichu thought: Well, you can just take a bath in a while.