Jiang Orange took a shower, and Jiang Orange saw that the man was relying on the bedside, what was holding in his hand, and looked at it seriously.

"What do you see?"

Jiang Orange approached and found that the man's bone festival was held clearly. It was the naive paintings painted by her elementary school.

The moment, Jiang Orange's little face was stained with red red. She trot two steps, rushed to the bed, and reached out to grab the painting of the man's hand.

"What do you see?"

Gu Ting moved faster. First, Jiang Orange stepped up, raised the painting in his hand high, and looked at Jiang Orange with an unpredictable look.

"Huh? Miss, what can't you see these?"

Seeing Gu Ting's avoidance, Jiang Orange knew that Gu Ting must have seen these paintings.

Well, Jiang Orange completely gave up the struggle, breaking the jar broken.

"If you want to see it, these are all my primary school holidays and have nothing to draw."

Seeing Jiang Orange pouting his mouth, Gu Ting laughed helplessly, his slender arm stretched out, and directly took the people standing on the ground into his arms.

Increased, Jiang Orange sat on the man's thigh, and subconsciously reached out to grab the man's neck.

Gu Ting moved the ginger orange into his arms naturally, and then put those words on the legs of the two, and looked at them one by one.

Gu Ting saw it seriously, and there was no teasing voice.

In this painting, a chubby little boy, pushing the little girl wearing a princess skirt, swinging.

Although the brush is relatively tender, it draws the charm of the two people's faces.

This painting was a photo taken by Jiang Orange at the time, copied.

She still remembers that this photo was taken by Aunt Lin to help her and brother Lin.

Jiang Orange's small face was reddish, holding Gu Ting's neck, and Yu Guang quietly looked at the look of the man's handsome face.

Hmm? Did he see these not jealous?

Jiang Orange narrowed his eyes, moved on the man, moved slightly, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the little girl wearing a princess skirt in the painting.

Jiang Orange's voice was clear, "That is, I can draw very much when I was a kid."

"Show you, this person is me."

After speaking, the little boy behind Jiang Orange, "This is Brother Lin next door."

Jiang Orange deliberately made this thing particularly intimate.

Of course, the man holding her has no jealous expression on her face.

Gu Ting just stared at the painting deeply and gentle, and the sexy lips couldn't help but evoke, and the voice was magnetic, "Well, it is really good."

He said that the painting was over, revealing the following pair.

In this painting, the fat boy was wearing a small black suit, and the little girl was wearing a fluffy pink wedding dress.

On the wall behind the two, there are two happy characters.

Jiang Orange remembers that this was a relative in the village who got married at that time. She followed her grandfather to attend the wedding. When she saw the newcomers got married, she felt interesting.

I painted this picture when I came back.

Hmm ... As for why the groom in this painting is a fat little boy.

That's because when Aunt Lin was still there, she often joked, so that the two of them took the dolls.

When I was a kid, where did Jiang Orange know what to get married? What does it mean to kiss the doll? When I hear adults always read it, I painted the little boy.

Of course, the main thing in this painting is her in a pink wedding princess skirt.

Jiang Orange still remembers that after he was a child, he cherished for a long time after he painted this picture. She felt that she was the most beautiful little girl in the world.

Gently shook his little head and threw the memories of the past. Jiang Orange Yu Guang quietly noticed the man's handsome face.

uh-huh?!!

Gu Ting is still not jealous.

Instead, I stared at the painting deeply and looked at it.

Jiang Orange's clear and watery eyes turned, and she stretched out her soft little hand and poked on the men's handsome side face.

Jiang Orange deliberately emphasized: "This is a wedding photo I painted when I was young, is it good?"

Her pair of clear and bright, like hundreds of millions of stars, looked at Gu Ting with a smile, looking forward to the man's response.

I saw that Gu Ting was very careful. He cherished the paintings on the bedside table, and his voice was low and mellow, "it looks good."

Jiang Orange: "..."

Is she going to hear this?

This man saw that she had such a close playmate, and wasn't jealous at all?

Jiang Orange's small head began to search quickly. It seemed that Gu Ting really didn't eat his own vinegar.

He hummed twice in his heart, and Jiang Orange was in his heart, just to see what Gu Ting was jealous.

Holding the man's neck with both hands, Jiang Orange's eyebrows flying out: "I haven't introduced it yet. The little boy in your painting is my neighbor Lin brother Lin."

"When I was a kid, I came to Grandpa's house when I was a cold and summer vacation. I often went to their house to play.

Gu Ting's sexy lips were smiling with a smile, raising his eyebrows, and a very interested look: "Oh? Do you agree?"

Jiang Orange: "..."

Seeing Gu Ting, there was really no jealous expression, Jiang Orange had some weird heart.

She snorted dissatisfied, and began to struggle to go down from the man, and pushed Gu Ting with both hands. "Hum, Brother Lin is so good to me, and I will remember me when I have delicious food. Of course I agreed at the time."

However, Jiang Orange just released the wrist holding the neck of the man, and wanted to retreat from the man.

Of course, Jiang Orange had just moved, and once again took it back by the man's slender arm.

Gu Ting's movement was simple and neat, and a petite person was overwhelmed.

Immediately, the hot kiss fell down.

Men's heart, thinking: I am honored, you still remember me.

The man's kiss was aggressive, and Jiang Orange was quickly sneaked, and his body gradually softened.

When Jiang Orange sank to a gentle and hot kiss, she heard that the man sounded on her ear with a temperature sound.

He said, "I love you too."

When the middle of the moon, quietly calmed down.

The next day, Jiang Orange was awakened by knocking.

"Jiang Orange, Ginger Orange, you open the door for me and open the door."

"I know you are at home, don't pretend to be, don't open the door."

The noise outside was endless, and Jiang Orange hummed twice, turned over, and shrunk his head into the quilt.

She really can't get up now. Back pain ...

The quilt was suddenly opened, and a refreshing kiss fell on the ears.

"You will sleep again, I'll open the door."
Chapter completed!