Chapter 1339: He's Slow

Chapter 1343: He’s Slow

Bai Zhun did not expect his girl to make such a move, and his back suddenly stiffened.

As he watched her round eyes, he raised her body and kissed his lips.

It was not like a kiss at all.

Instead, it was just a light touch like that was enough to destroy all of Bai Zhun’s willpower.

In the next second, he hugged her in his arms, turned over and pressed her into the bed. The place where his fingers brushed past was her long and slender legs. He almost could not help but put his hand into the wide camouflage suit, even the kiss brought out heavy breathing. “Ajiu, my Ajiu…”

That voice and breath hit her neck, which was exposed in the air, bit by bit. It always gave people a feeling that their entire body was numb.

Ajiu’s fingers trembled as she watched her little brother bend down again and kiss her neck.

That feeling was so sweet that even the blood was full of trembling, and she couldn’t help but want more…

However, at this moment…

Bai Zhun’s actions came to a halt. He only lay on Ajiu’s neck and kissed her arteries. He looked very gentle. “Be good, the food is here. Let’s go eat first.”

After saying this, Bai Zhun stood up and walked out. Even the wooden door was closed.

Ajiu was stunned. Her round tiger eyes turned and she jumped up from the bed to look at herself in the mirror.

According to her mother, any man would not be able to resist temptation.

Unless that man did not love her?

After all, his father seemed to be unable to stand his mother’s move.

Could it be that the little brother was a bit unusual?

Or could it be that the little brother did not see that she was pouncing on him?

It must be that her posture just now was wrong.

Or it could be that the little brother’s was a bit slow and could not react quickly?

He always looked so smart, but why was he so slow when it came to this matter?

Speaking of this, the beautiful girl Ajiu was a little distressed. Her mouth was chattering, but she was like a little monk. As she muttered to herself for a while, she reached out her hand and cupped her face with a frown. Her fingers was tapping on her cheek lightly.

Buddha Wuli had said that one failure was nothing. One had to be unyielding to cultivate the true body of Buddha. Monk Tang had even gone through 81 difficulties to attain Mahayana Buddhism.

The challenge this time was thus nothing. Moreover, she did not have many postures at that time, and her strength was not enough.

After she finished eating, she would remove the gravity buckle so that she could carry the little brother to bed.

Yes!

That’s right!

It was a brilliant step!

Ajiu nodded heavily at her reflection in the mirror and was about to leave.

The wooden door was opened again. Bai Zhun walked in with a cold wind and casually threw a pair of military pants to Ajiu. “Put them on.”

The two words were very quick and carried an order that could not be resisted.

Ajiu’s entire head was covered by the military pants. She pulled hard with her fingers. Her face was still fierce. Why was the little brother still in a bad mood.

Seriously, I have to pounce on him!

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Ajiu thought so. She put on the military pants. After putting them on, she realized that the military pants were too long and too big. There was also a faint peppermint smell.

It should be the little brother’s, but it did not match her figure. She got a belt and was tying it with her head down.

The door opened again.

Needless to say, it must be the little brother.

It was indeed Bai Zhun. He looked at his girl and was silent for a few seconds before walking over. He lowered his head and helped Ajiu tie the belt. He looked very handsome without saying a word.

Ajiu actually wanted to turn her face to kiss him, but the timing was not right. It seemed that the meal was about to start in ten minutes.

Well, he had to endure it first. He would only have the strength to pounce after he was full.

Now, Bai Zhun’s gaze had become gentle. He picked out her long black hair from the military uniform and placed it behind her back. In order to make her look more beautiful, he gathered her hair to one side.

As her bright eyes blinked, she saw her little brother squat down.

He bent his knees to the side and tidied up her overly long trouser legs. In one go, he rolled up three layers.

Ajiu was momentarily stunned.

After all, such a scene was only common when she was young.

She remembered how her shoelaces were always untied when she was wearing sports shoes with shoelaces and doing morning exercises in the military compound, and when she was catching crickets with Master Li and the others. At that time, her little brother would always bend down to roll up her trouser legs and tie her shoelaces.

When she was young, her little brother was like a rich young master.

Just as they said, although her little brother played with them, his hands had never been dirtied by soil, which was very different from most of the kids of their age.

When the grandparents in the compound saw the two of them go out, they greeted her and said, “Little Ajiu, your brother brought her out to play again. Can you roll up your trouser legs by yourself this time?”

Back then, when she didn’t have to speak, the little brother would pat her head and smile very gently. “Grandpa Li, don’t always bully our Ajiu. She’s still young now, so she doesn’t need to roll up her pants legs. I’m older than her, so of course I’m helping her roll up her pants.”

It seemed that the little brother was like this, raising her little by little.

People said that he was bloodthirsty, vicious, and unscrupulous. He was like a poisonous snake in the jungle, biting his enemy and killing him in one blow.

Or perhaps he was like a floating cloud in the sky, the youngest special forces king, and the legitimate red third generation.

It was said that the little brother never bowed to anyone.

He did not need to bow to a good person because his identity was there, and he was destined to be the one being praised.

He would not bow to a bad person even more. Everyone knew that with the little brother guarding the place, those outsiders would not dare to invade.

She recalled how her little brother bent his knees to tie her shoelaces…

For some reason, she felt warm in her heart. She felt happier than when she was eating vegetarian buns.

It was as if her little brother had never changed since she was young. Regardless of whether it was when she went to the army or how many youth they had separated from, he would still raise her as a child and be as meticulous as possible.

There were many things that he wished he could do for her, and it was never done by someone else.

She did not have many thoughts of falling over. She just obediently looked at the side of the little brother’s face, hoping that time would stop at this moment.

This way, she would be able to look at the little brother’s face for the rest of her life.

The little brother was a person who was even more beautiful and cute than Buddha.

She had felt this way when she was young.

Until now, she was even more certain of her thoughts.

Little brother was her lover, but also her family, and also the person who raised her, who could always be with her…

To the reader: First update. Love you, Beauties. I can’t rush back now since I am outside. It will probably be after 1:00 am before I upload the second update. You go to bed first, and you will be able to read the new chapter tomorrow morning.

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