With a frown of displeasure, she spat out his finger and said discontentedly, "I'm so big. I'll control myself. I don't need your instruction."

"Don't try to be brave. I don't want to see you look like you've got a big belly."

"Hum!" She burped again, which made her young lady feel a little frustrated. She decided to skip the topic.

Because he was wearing a bathrobe, she could see his white and powerful chest, and his neck which he usually encircled with a scarf. At this time, she noticed that there was a black line on the side of his neck, which fell into his right shoulder. She pulled his bathrobe apart a little curiously, and then found that the black line on his shoulder went to his left chest irregularly, All the way down It seems to have spread to places of imagination.

Her hand was unconsciously placed on the black line on his chest, and there was no bulge or depression, that is to say, this is not a tattoo?

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "very interested?"

"What is this line?"

"Birthmark." He gave this answer, pressing her hand on his chest. "I've had this since I was born."

No wonder he wore a scarf on such a hot day because he wanted to cover the black birthmark that began to spread from his neck.

She exclaimed, "your birthmark is so spectacular!"

He looked sluggish, thought she would not believe or asked why you have such a strange birthmark, but she came to a compliment.

She lifted up the sleeve of her right hand, pointed to a black mole on her forearm and said, "this is the only birthmark I have It's much weaker than you. "

He corrected, "it's not a birthmark."

It's a mole at best.

She is stubborn, "I said is a birthmark is a birthmark, you do not see it is a mole, but other people's moles and my moles are not the same, that is even my birthmark."

Well This kind of rhetorical reasoning is very consistent with his intention.

Know how to touch her head, "little girl said what is what."

"Good. I'm going to bed now." She turned around and rolled out of his arms and directly onto the bed. "Please turn off the lights when you go out. Thank you."

He said bitterly: "use up, you don't need me?"

"Osiris school needs you, Osiris infirmary needs you, Osiris students need you more, how can I occupy you because of my selfish heart." She was just and awe inspiring kneeling on the bed and said, "Mr. principal, you should have an early rest. Tomorrow is a working day."

He leaned forward, one foot kneeling on the bed, grabbed her wrist, pulled her in, rubbed her soft face with a face of dross. Before she was going to get angry, he had already stepped back with a smile, "little girl, if you want to eat supper, call me at any time."

He turned out of the room, turned off the light and took the door.

The scenery put his head in the quilt and cried with a red face, "system gentleman, are you there?"

Her tone is relaxed and cheerful, and there is a faint excitement, a listen to know that it is a girl's spring.

System Jun does not need her to say the next sentence, he knows why she is looking for herself, "do what you want."

As long as you don't ruin the world.

This time, the noble and cool system king is even lazy to call the word "host".

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