The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

   Chapter 284 Chapter 284: My Little Baby

  Shen Qinghuan has never been seen her feet by a man other than Shen Haotian, she turned her face subconsciously.

  Lu Ziheng has a low voice, but deliberately ridiculed: "I didn't say that I didn't see enough of my brother just now, why don't I watch it now?"

  The young man's hand is covered on the back of the girl's hand, all the movements are cautious, for fear of pressure-teng-the beloved girl.

  Lu Ziheng's shoulders were shaking when Lu Ziheng's fingertips slid over his ears and shattered hair.

  All the behaviors that want to continue come to an abrupt end at this moment.

  Really.

  What evil and evil is he doing?

  I haven’t said that emotional matters need to be done step by step. Can’t it be so urgent.

  Lu Ziheng arched his body, but simply left a kiss on Shen Qinghuan’s forehead, and there was no other move.

   "Does the stomach still hurt?" Lu Ziheng asked quietly.

  Shen Qinghuan was still in the thrilling collision just now, and she could actually feel the deep thirst and hope in Lu Ziheng's heart.

  Fifteen or six years old is in puberty, and these thoughts are actually normal.

  Shen Qinghuan was even thinking about it just now, if Lu Ziheng asked to go further, would she?

  But he resisted it.

  He is such a traditional and rational boy. He also gave hints earlier, saying that he has something to stay at the time of marriage.

  Shen Qinghuan dared not look at Lu Ziheng's sight. After a moment of trance, she shook her head.

   "Since I am not sleeping, my brother will take you to a place."

  Lu Ziheng circled Shen Qinghuan in his arms, and the princess hugged him up.

  Maybe the position is not right, Shen Qinghuan frowned in pain, and instinctively pushed Lu Ziheng with both hands.

  But her strength is relatively small, and that strength can't stop Lu Ziheng.

  Shen Qinghuan could even feel Lu Ziheng's rapid breathing. She heard his low-pitched voice: "Xiao Qinghuan. You are really my little baby."

  In the past, Shen Qinghuan never thought that she could be regarded as a treasure by someone without blood relationship other than her parents, let alone that person would hold herself in her palm and love her.

  Perhaps she is born with a pair of very pure eyes, when she is not talking, it makes outsiders look like small animals, very good.

  When the two people finished wearing their clothes and went out, Shen Qinghuan felt the coldness of snowflakes sliding across her cheeks outside the house, "A Heng."

"Um?"

   "There is snow!"

"Um."

  He has few words, and his attention is all on her in his arms.

  Lu Ziheng was careful all the way, lest Shen Qinghuan fell down.

  The little girl was comfortable. The two legs hung around his waist were dangling. She even held her neck and said to herself coquettishly, "A Heng. You let me down, let me down."

  The boy blushed, and carefully put the **** the ground.

  He knew that she fell to the ground like a small wild horse that had fallen off the ground, with the quilt draped on her body.

  The snow fell more than a foot high, Shen Qinghuan’s rubber shoes creaked on the ground, she clapped her hands, and wrote stroke by stroke on the snow: “SQHLZH.”

  The boy who followed did not imagine that, as in the story, he followed each other stroke by stroke and added a lifetime.

  He doesn’t know if there will be any changes in the future, so he will not make promises that are illusory, because if the promise is not fulfilled, it will make the waiting person desolate.

  Lu Ziheng didn't want Shen Qinghuan to become like that. He hoped that she would always be his own little fairy and be happy all her life.

  (End of this chapter)