Chapter 375

Chi Yu smiles meaningfully, holding her little soft hand

All gentle, low voice coax, "but seven seven, uncle hungry..."

Xiao Qi's face was red and full of embarrassment.

However, Chi Yu loosens her hand at the next moment. It's hard to be patient and interested. He slowly leans against the bed with his arm around her thin shoulder.

"I've been on a business trip for a while. I'm so busy that I really don't have time to worry about you. Are you OK recently? There are still people bullying you in the brokerage company?"

Seven seven blinked bleary eyes, the brain was at a loss.

Such is Chi Yu Did you care about her?

And still without provocative tone.

I can't remember how long Chi Yu didn't speak to her in such a normal and concerned tone.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then shook her head heavily. "No, how could it be? I'm not so easy to bully. Don't worry about me, Uncle..."

Chi Yu glances at her and chuckles.

As if very disdainful, but this disdainful, but as if slightly with some understatement dote on.

"Not easy to bully? Seven seven, if I remember correctly, since you were a child, you were always bullied and cried. "

Seven seven is in his arms.

The whole body was stiff and taut.

Chi Yu will never only tease her, or simply pick off her ruthlessly and rudely, and say some rude words to her in her process

At least since their relationship, Chi Yu has been focusing on her own cool and never paid attention to her emotions.

So for July 7th, I only think the big bed is the most dangerous, degenerate and humiliating place in the world

What's more, Chi Yu forced her in her boudoir bed --

this was the bed she had slept in since she was a girl, and Chi Yu was here, destroying her virginity and ignorant years cruelly and decisively.

She never thought One day, Chi Yu even hugged her and chatted with her in this sinful boudoir bed covered with quilts.

……

Memories go back a long time ago.

That year's July 7th should be only 13 years old, just at the beginning.

A little boy with a high memory and a high face value wrote love letters to her. Later, her admirers knew that a group of mentally disabled little girls surrounded her after school.

Although not as much as beating people, he said many ugly and threatening words.

One of the girls also held up the ink bottle and intentionally splashed a full bottle of ink on the snow-white clean school uniform.

At that time, the age of 77 was too young, and she was a spoiled young lady. She grew up in a relatively simple environment. She was scared to death after experiencing such a big conflict for the first time.

All the way home, she was still sobbing in a low voice.

The girl who bullied her is said to be the daughter of the mayor's family. On July 7th, she understood her father's manner. If she really told her father and mother about it, her father would probably blame her for offending the mayor's baby daughter.

She can only bear to say nothing.

At that time, my uncle, who was only in his early twenties, drove fast and saw her sitting on the stone bench in the yard crying.

The handsome boy, like the sun god, squatted down and wiped her tears and snivels with a paper handkerchief.

"We seven call which bad guy bully, cry so aggrieved, tell little uncle, uncle give you revenge!"

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