Chapter 21 Keep doing it, don’t stop.

There was a crisp sound, and Cheng Xiaoyue’s palm was slapped by him.

She immediately retracted her hand with a whimper.

In fact, it didn't hurt. She had been naughty since she was a child and had been slapped on the palm frequently.

Jiang Michuan also beat her, but it was always to scare her.

But now that Cheng Xiaoyue is almost an adult, she still feels a little ashamed when he slaps her palms like a little kid.

She pretended to raise her hands and blew pitifully, looking like she was in so much pain.

Children of this age are prone to making fuss out of molehills, so Jiang Michuan allowed her to play out her tricks.

When the car came, he opened the door.

Cheng Xiaoyue sat in, holding her hands again and blowing.

A wisp of coolness blew across her palms, almost making Cheng Xiaoyue believe in her acting skills.

But the next second, someone held her fingertips.

Jiang Michuan leaned forward slightly and looked down at her tender palms through the streetlight outside the window.

The girl's hand was smaller than his, and it felt as if there were no bones in it. The veins of the palm were clear.

Jiang Mikawa used his fingertips to rub the soft flesh next to her tiger's mouth, and the thin calluses gently rubbed her skin, giving it a subtle frosting feeling.

He raised his eyelids slightly, looked at her wrinkled little face, and asked in a low voice,

"Does it really hurt?"

Cheng Xiaoyue looked at him helplessly and nodded vigorously,

"It hurts so much!"

His tone was so aggrieved that it sounded like Golden beans will fall in the next second.

It wasn't that Jiang Jianchuan couldn't tell that she was lying, but he still rubbed her hands cooperatively,

"Does it still hurt?"

The steps were handed to her, but Cheng Xiaoyue still refused to go down.

"It still hurts."

Jiang Jianchuan was funny and helpless. He could only be patient and said in a low voice,

"Then what can I do to stop it from hurting?"

Cheng Xiaoyue rolled her eyes and suddenly had an idea.

Jiang Michuan saw the cunning light shining in her eyes, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, the little bastard who didn't play by common sense came over and asked eagerly in his ear,

"Why don't you try touching your abdominal muscles?"

.....

"Plop", Cheng Xiaoyue Being thrown out of a car.

She staggered forward a few steps, and then turned back angrily,

"Jiang Michuan! Why are you so cruel?"

Jiang Michuan was unmoved. He picked up her schoolbag, took a long step out of the car, and looked indifferently at She glanced at him and said,

"Does this mean I'm cruel? I think it didn't hurt enough when I hit you just now."

Cheng Xiaoyue was startled, hearing that he was about to get serious now, and immediately silenced her voice quietly, no Dare to make trouble in front of him again.

Probably because he felt it was necessary to help this guy clear away the waste in his mind, Jiang Michuan didn't rush to leave immediately after sending him home.

He watched Cheng Xiaoyue doing her homework while waiting for Cheng Shu to come home and take over taking care of the child.

Cheng Xiaoyue cried and groaned under his clutches until she finished two sets of additional practice papers and was then allowed to go back to her room to rest.

Cheng Xiaoyue had not done such a high-intensity mental activity for a long time. As soon as she finished taking a shower, she collapsed on the bed, her eyelids drooped, feeling sleepy and confused.

The air conditioner is turned on at the optimal temperature of 25.5 degrees, and the window screens gently sway with the airflow from the vents.

The silk quilt beneath me is smooth and comfortable, and the pillow is fluffy and soft after being exposed to the sun. Everything was just right, and Cheng Xiaoyue fell asleep quickly.

After a day of exhaustion, Cheng Xiaoyue had a rare dream that night.

In her dream, her thoughts were heavy, and there was a very familiar scent of pine and cypress on her nose, mixed with the smell of a man's aftershave, which made her see the Adam's apple very close to her, rolling slowly in front of her eyes against the vast sunlight.

"Study, why don't you study?"

Jiang Michuan's face appeared behind the white sunlight.

The handsome side face was so clean and clear that Cheng Xiaoyue realized belatedly that she was actually sitting on his lap, being held in his arms while lying on the table doing homework.

On the open test paper, her hand was holding a pen, and his broad palm was covering it. The veins on the back of her hand were faintly visible when she exerted force, giving her a restrained sex appeal.

He held her slender waist in his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and breathed into the crook of her neck as he spoke. He taught her how to do the questions step by step, while whispering in her ear,

"Isn't that good at ordinary times?" Are you confident? Why did you start crying as soon as you started doing your homework? I was defeated before I even exerted my strength."

Cheng Xiaoyue suddenly froze.

Her heartbeat was erratic and her spine was numb.

Because this gesture was too ambiguous and thought-provoking, Cheng Xiaoyue's mind was full of thoughts and she didn't know what she was doing, but her hand was led by him, and she moved slowly on the test paper.

The person behind him seemed to let out a satisfied chuckle.

The next second, his hot breath came closer, and she heard his low voice coaxing in her ear,

"You're so good, take the pen, keep working, don't stop..."

...

the dream was half real and half real. Fake, illusory.

The illusory scene made people feel like they were in the clouds, and a very strange feeling gradually took control of her body.

It wasn't until her delicate ankles suddenly stuck out of the goose down quilt, and her taut toes were blown cold by the air-conditioned wind, that Cheng Xiaoyue slowly calmed down the burning feeling in her heart.

The white fog cleared, and the hazy scene gradually became clear.

After a long night of dreaming, it was already bright when I woke up.

Cheng Xiaoyue was lying on the bed, bathed in the morning light. The too bright light made her squint uncomfortably.

I didn't expect that it would be dawn as soon as I opened my eyes. I would have never opened my eyes if I had known it.

Cheng Xiaoyue thought so in her heart, so she closed her eyes tiredly.

But the next second, his closed eyelids suddenly reopened.

As if she suddenly realized something, Cheng Xiaoyue looked at the wall suddenly, and then noticed that the clock on the wall had already reached 7:30.

Today is Tuesday and it’s time to go to school!

Cheng Xiaoyue was so shocked that she suddenly sat up and jumped out of bed!

However, after a flurry of cleaning up, the morning reading was already over when I arrived at school.

Cheng Xiaoyue held her schoolbag and planned to sneak in through the back door. However, by chance, today happened to be Zhao Xiaoyun's morning reading class.

Before the tiptoeing elementary school scumbag had time to sneak into the classroom, she grabbed her sharply and said,

"Cheng Xiaoyue!"

Cheng Xiaoyue paused in her steps and stood up straight with her hunched body slowly.

The next second, Zhao Xiaoyun appeared in front of her like a teleport, staring at her with a frown.

"What time is it now?"

Cheng Xiaoyue groaned and looked at her hand in confusion,

"Aren't you wearing a watch?"

Zhao Xiaoyun took a deep breath and resisted the urge to curse,

"Am I asking about the time? I The question is, do you know you are late?"

Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned, and she quickly lowered her head and said sincerely,

"I know now." Zhao Xiaoyun pushed her hard, "You are late and you don't know how to report

it?"

He was about to yawn. When he heard this, he quickly looked ahead and shouted in a serious voice,

"Report!"

She was very good at walking down the steps. It felt like Zhao Xiaoyun had been punched on cotton and couldn't exert any strength.

However, this loud report caused all the students in the classroom to look towards the back door with a bit of gloating inquiry.

After all, Zhao Xiaoyun was worried about saving some face for the girl. He turned around and glared at the gossiping little bastards, and then pulled them into the corridor to prepare for a good lesson.

One side of the corridor is a classroom, and the other side is an open window sill, with sunlight overflowing like fine white mist.

Cheng Xiaoyue stood in the sun, leaning against the wall obediently, and still couldn't help but yawn quietly.

She was tortured by dreams all night long, so even if she fell asleep for several hours, she would still be exhausted when she woke up.

Zhao Xiaoyun didn't know what happened at the student's home. He only noticed the faint grayish color under her eyes and couldn't help but frowned.

"Why do you come to school like you're awake every day?"

Cheng Xiaoyue said in confusion. She asked in a low voice,

"Wouldn't you be late for school if you wake up?"

Zhao Xiaoyun: "???"

Zhao Xiaoyun: "..."

She suddenly laughed angrily, "You still have the nerve to quibble?!"

Cheng Xiaoyue knew that she Even though she was wrong, she didn't dare to be dishonest again, so she immediately apologized kindly,

"I'm sorry, teacher. I shouldn't have been late."

Her attitude in admitting her mistakes was still good, but Zhao Xiaoyun knew that this little girl was rebellious and was far from being as well-behaved as she seemed. Simple.

Although she apologized, her dark and clear eyes blinked, clearly writing 7 words -

I was wrong, I will try again next time.

Zhao Xiaoyun was so tired that he was too lazy to talk nonsense to her. He waved her hand and asked her to go back to her seat,

"Forget it, let your brother come over tonight. I want to have a good talk with him."

Calling parents has become a common thing, and often It lost a lot of its intimidating power.

Cheng Xiaoyue let out a muffled sigh, lowered her head and ran back to her seat to sit down.