contract relationship

Chapter 72

The tutor couldn't tell whether Fan Shuojing was being sarcastic, but he also knew that Fan Shuojing was not happy to see An Tong freezing, and had a lot of opinions about it.

The tutor was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. He stood with his fingers pinched for half a minute, and simply gave An Tong half an hour of recess.

Just when the nanny came out, she asked Fan Shuojing if she wanted to serve rice.

Before Fan Shuojing could speak, An Tong yelled, "I want to! I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Nanny: "Didn't you eat it?"

An Tong's hand was still raised before he could put it down, and was exposed on the spot. He glanced at Fan Shuojing and said, "I've digested well——I'm still growing, and I want extra meals."

The nanny was worried: "It's not good, you will get fat if you eat too much. It won't look good when you get fat."

An Tong: "..."

An Tong raised his hand to touch his belly, and pinched it by the way... Can you grab it? ?

This...is really fat!

An Tong had a blank expression of being shocked by Lei, and it was difficult to accept the reality for a while, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and was completely dumbfounded.

On the contrary, Fan Shuojing smiled a little, and said in a soft voice, "If you're hungry, eat a little more, just eat as little as you like."

The nanny responded: "That's good. Just now Tongtong said that the sauced pig's trotters are delicious. Come on, there are two more, you two will share."

An Tong regained consciousness in an instant, waved his hands again and again, and took a few steps back: "No, no, I won't eat——I'm a little thirsty, I'll just have some more porridge."

The porridge should be okay, drinking one more bowl won't make you fat.

Dinner must be eaten with Fan Shuojing.

The original idea of ​​kissing, hugging and rubbing hair didn't come true, so I could only work hard in other ways, trying to make Fan Shuojing feel warm——gentle therapy, people who are treated kindly should like this world more, right? can be cured.

Even if Fan Shuojing didn't know about it.

Even if Fan Shuojing is not used to eating dinner... It doesn't matter, habits can be cultivated, just eat a few times.

Other families have dinner, so Fan Shuojing also needs to have dinner.

But Fan Shuojing thought that An Tong was really hungry and really wanted to eat.

Now that An Tong had brought it up, she didn't refuse and went to the restaurant.Fortunately, most of the day's work is done, and it doesn't take long to work overtime, so I can spare some time to accompany An Tong.

On the dining table are sauced pig's trotters, stir-fried vegetables and dried cauliflower, and stewed chicken soup at noon.

An Tong and Fan Shuojing each had a bowl of porridge in front of them, and neither of them moved.

Look at each other for a long time.

Fan Shuojing was puzzled: "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat?"

An Tong: "Then you didn't eat either."

Fan Shuojing was even more surprised: "I don't eat at night."

Having lived together for so long, An Tong knew it.

An Tong bit the bullet and drank the porridge, put down the spoon and said to Fan Shuojing, "It's your turn."

Fan Shuojing: "???"

What kind of new game is this?The popularity of young people is too strange, I can't figure out the routines and rules.

Or are middle school students lacking companionship?Do you want to come back sooner after that?

Fan Shuojing ate half a bowl of porridge in a daze, but couldn't continue the game, so she took the initiative to admit defeat.

An Tong:?Why admit defeat?Something feels wrong, did she misunderstand something...

All in all, a dinner ended strangely, and the food on the table was reduced by only one bowl of porridge.

The rest remained intact, and the chopsticks were not even touched.

Fan Shuojing went to take off her make-up and take a shower.

An Tong continued to attend class.

An Tong also ended early that day.I talked to my tutor for half a day, and in exchange for doing three more exercises the next day, I halved my homework this night.

An Tong scribbled and finished writing in a little over ten minutes, without checking, sneaking into the bathroom to take a shower.

After washing, she came out and knocked on Fan Shuojing's door.

Fan Shuojing was watching the computer in the master bedroom.With the headlights turned off, the computer screen was glowing with faint light, reflecting on Fan Shuojing's face.

The page is changing, and the light is also flowing, sweeping across Fan Shuojing's eyebrows.

An Tong kept opening the door and was stunned for a few seconds.

Fan Shuojing asked: "What's wrong?"

"Oh," An Tong turned around and closed the door, took a deep breath secretly, and calmed down, "I'm a little concerned."

"what?"

According to the words he had thought up before, An Tong turned back and walked towards Fan Shuojing with a sad face: "I seem to be really fat."

Arriving in front of Fan Shuojing, An Tong turned around to show Fan Shuojing: "Is there any?"

Fan Shuojing looked at it, and finally stared at An Tong's face: "It seems to be a little bit, his face is pouting."

An Tong was dejected: "And I just found out today that my stomach can be pinched!"

The next second, An Tong took off his bathrobe.

Fan Shuojing: "..."

Immediately afterwards, An Tong stretched his arms back, and the bathrobe fell off.Wearing three-point underwear, she moved closer to Fan Shuojing: "Is your waist thick?"

Fan Shuojing: "..."

The intention was too obvious, Fan Shuojing couldn't even pretend to be stupid.

The girl's body was in front of her eyes, a large white area that seemed to glow in the dark.

Really attractive.

But now is not the time.

Fan Shuojing couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't get angry, just very helpless.

She asked An Tong to put on her clothes first, and discussed with An Tong patiently: "Don't do this. I know what you think, but you can't do it now. Don't challenge me, okay?"

An Tong didn't respond, just lowered his head and pinched the flesh on both sides of his waist to play.

Fan Shuojing thought for a while: "Really... If so, I'll sleep with you at night and leave after you fall asleep. Is that okay?"

After a pause, Fan Shuojing added: "Do you want to tell a story?"

It's completely a way to coax children.

It's so far away from being 20 years old, and the treatment is different.

An Tong didn't move and didn't wear clothes.

It was useless for Fan Shuojing to explain, so he had to keep silent and say nothing.

Still looking at each other.

Ten seconds... half a minute... three minutes passed.

An Tong couldn't hold back anymore, panicked a bit, and even stammered a bit: "Yes, isn't it fatter? Is it ugly?"

It is rare to have no self-confidence, showing timidity.

But it's not about sleeping?Is it all that important to be fat?

Fan Shuojing didn't answer, and asked instead, "Is it cold?"

The main control valve of the heating is in the master bedroom bathroom, radiating from that wall, and the nearest master bedroom has the highest temperature.

It's not cold, Fan Shuojing doesn't need a quilt when sleeping in the room, just wear a T-shirt.

It's just a casual diversion of the subject.

Unexpectedly, An Tong's stubborn temper came up again, with a sullen face and tight mouth, he became angry.

Fan Shuojing had a big head and couldn't understand what the little girl was thinking.

It's impossible not to answer the question, so what answer does she want to hear?

It's just a little fatter. As for such a big reaction?

Fan Shuojing was cautious, and gave the most conservative answer: "I'm not fat either. It's a bit longer than before, and it looks more well-proportioned."

An Tong suddenly grabbed Fan Shuojing's hand and pressed it to his waist.

Fan Shuojing: "........."

Fan Shuojing: "What are you thinking?"

An Tong asked sincerely, "Does it feel the same?"

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The author has something to say: Mr. Fan: I don’t want it! (grasping/squeezing waist/kneading) It smells so good...

An Tong: What am I going to do?forget it...