Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

"Who originally said that even if I was sixteen or twenty-six, I was asked to dress me?" Cheng Zhiyan held the ointment in his hand and asked ridiculously at the rabbit.

"Uh ..." Xiaotu hesitated, lowered his head and thought for a moment, and finally clenched his teeth to Cheng Zhiyan, and lay down obediently.

Cheng Zhiyan looked at her with amusement, stretched out her hand and dragged her pajamas unceremoniously, and the white and round little **** of the rabbit appeared all at once.

Fortunately, the child had a lot of meat on his buttocks and fell a few times, and there were only some slight bruises, which looked far less severe than his arms and legs.

Cheng Zhiyan reached out and dug some ointment, and gently applied his fingers on the smudges on her little butt.

Oh oh ...

Bunny was lying on the bed, her tears were already in her heart, her little **** ... it was so seen ...

After Cheng Zhiyan applied her ointment, she didn't think much about it, just watching her smooth buttocks was really fun. She poked her **** eggs again and again, she was full of flexibility, um, yes.

The bunny stiffened, turned his head, looked at Cheng Zhiyan with tears in his eyes and asked, "Why are you poking me?"

"Oh ... smoothly." Cheng Zhiyan responded lightly, and calmly closed the lid of the ointment box in his hand, then got up, and walked: "Wipe it, you can sleep, I'll put the medicine away."

"..."

The bunny bit her lip and tucked up her pyjamas sadly.

After Cheng Zhiyan put the ointment back, he returned to the room and found that the bunny hadn't slept, so she walked to her, and said lightly, "Don't go to train tomorrow."

"Ah? Why?" Rabbit raised his head and looked at her with doubtful eyes.

"At least I have to wait for the bruises on my body, and then continue to practice." Cheng Zhiyan sat down beside her and reached out and patted her on the quilt. "My mother didn't go out to collect the wind anyway during this time, let her first Here you are, wait until you get those bruises, then continue to practice the car, or you will be injured and scars will be left in the future. "

"Oh ... well." Rabbit nodded, agreeing.

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Winter passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the spring season.

I don't know why, Xiaotu thinks her mother seems to be very busy recently. In the past week, the two of them have seen each other three or four times. Now, almost two weeks, she seems to have met her.

On the weekend, Xiaotu stunned beside Cheng Zhiyan and asked strangely, "Brother Orange Juice, what has my mother been busy with recently? I feel like I haven't seen her for a long time."

Cheng Zhiyan bowed his head, glanced at the bunny beside him, hesitated the newspaper in his hand, and handed it to her and said, "Look at it."

"See what?" The newspaper in the hands of Bunny's words said today's news, and in each piece of news report, almost every article contained the four letters SARS.

"What is this?" Little Rabbit pointed at those four letters and asked in a puzzled way toward Cheng Zhiyan: "Brother Orange Juice wants me to see this?"

"Hmm ..." Cheng Zhiyan nodded, reached out his hand, grabbed Rabbit's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "This is SARS, atypical pneumonia."

"Then why is this all over the newspapers? It has something to do with my mother's busy lately?" Xiaotu still looked at him with a puzzled expression.