Rain is falling, day and night.

At this time, he family.

Su Xiaomo dominates he Jiayu's computer to watch animation. He Jiayu is cooking for her in the kitchen Brown sugar water.

She was pale and wrapped the blanket tightly.

The blanket has the same taste as he Jiayu's, clean and fresh, with a touch of mint.

In the afternoon, they finished the training course of math contest together. He Jia said that he had a set of contest materials and asked Su Xiaomo if he wanted to.

Su Xiaomo said "yes", and then he took him home

In fact, Su Xiaomo's heart is resistant and refuses to enter.

Don't you want to see your parents when you take it home? It's just three seconds shy. He Jia smiles and tells her, "don't worry. I live with Feng Feng. He went to make a notice. I'm the only one at home."

Then Su Xiaomo's few motherhood overflowed

He lives alone

Su Xiaomo immediately made up his mind that he was like himself, living a life of sleeping in a pig's nest, eating takeout, and falling out in the daytime and at night except in class.

She patted He Jia's shoulder sympathetically, in exchange for a puzzled look.

"Let me eat with you tonight!" By the way, I'll order you a delicious takeout ~ Su Xiaomo thinks in his mind.

As soon as she stepped into the door, her legs were all soft.

The windows are clear, clean, simple, warm and comfortable More than ten thousand times better than her pigsty!

Su Xiaomo's internal injury made her even less expect that he Jiayu prepared a large table of dishes for her saying "eat with you".

Or hand-made dishes!

A meal, delicious to Su Xiaomo quickly cry out.

This is life! Her quality of life can only be said to exist at best!

Before the meal was finished, it rained heavily outside.

What's more shameful is Her great aunt is here.

Su Xiaomo clamped his legs and tried to hit the wall.

He Jia meets Wen Sheng and asks, "what's the matter?"

“.... Ha ha. " Su Xiaomo smiled stiffly. When he Jia met her, her face was too bad. She simply put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked to her side. Her fingers touched her forehead: "is it a fever?"

The mint fragrance of his body came over, making Su Xiaomo subconsciously want to dodge.

"I don't have a fever!" She cried, her voice lowered a little bit: "I just lost blood indirectly Ha ha ha... "

Such an abstract metaphor, he Jiayu suddenly understood. He immediately changed his shoes and took an umbrella. Then he turned around and asked seriously, "what brand do you use?"

"Ah?"

"Sanitary napkin or sanitary cotton? What brand? Day and night? Do you want to prevent side leakage? " He Jia asked with a face that was not red and breathless.

Plop -

Su Xiaomo fell off his chair and stared at he Jiayu.

Don't you think you know a little bit more, brother?

He stands tall and elegant, with heavy rain behind him, but his eyes are gentle.

Su Xiaomo's face, a little red up.

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finally, I bought her a brand of a very young girl. When Su Xiaomo took it over, his shame almost exploded.

He Jiayu made her a hot water bag, wrapped it in a towel to warm her stomach, moved the computer to her bedroom, put her favorite anime, and ran to the kitchen to boil her brown sugar water.

Such treatment, is a person lived a lot of people Su Xiaomo never enjoyed.

Then when he Jiayu gave her brown sugar water, she could not help but say, "beauty, marry me."