She suddenly fell silent.
The two look at each other, looking at each other.
His dark gaze fell on her, not revealing anything, but like a jackal that was deliberately retracting its fangs.
hides cunningly, waiting for her quietly.
Waiting for her to deliver it to her door.
She looked into his eyes, and the hand that was about to refuse froze slightly.
Standing in mid-air, unable to move, there was a posture of being unable to get off a tiger.
"I-"
She is not a fool, she knows what he meant by the invitation.
Her heart beat slightly faster, and she said a little nervously: "Shengsheng...I'm still there..."
She tried to refuse, "Why don't you..."
"Come here, let me see."
"..."
She took a weak step back, "No, then...but...but...ah, yes, the bowl, the bowl hasn't been washed..."
"Yes, I'll wash the dishes first, and then—"
"Put it there, I'll get up and wash it tomorrow."
He stared at her closely, his eyes were dark, "Come here."
"I'm not happy, you should come to coax me now."
Among the flat and slightly sandy voices, there was finally a faint hint of childhood.
When I was young, the soft little milk dumpling would be like this when I was unhappy.
The little one stood in front of her, hugging her pillow, with a soft face, every word, like a little adult.
"I'm not happy, Si Si, you have to hug me and say sorry to me."
It has been like that since she was a child, she is not called sister, but Si Si.
When nothing happens, she is an introverted little person, like a little tail, she follows her wherever she goes.
When something happens, I get angry, and the whole person is stuffy, like a little puffer fish about to explode.
When she didn't come to him, he ran over on his own initiative, asking her to apologize while getting angry.
You have to draw her attention to him.
He won't calm down until she apologizes, coaxes him, and hugs him.
calmed down, he became a clingy guy again.
He took the initiative to hug her, lay in her arms, and hummed.
Being too used to it, she became more petty in front of her.
It was like this when he was a child, but when he grew up, his personality became more mature and calm, and he rarely asked her to coax and apologize.
She thought he was really sensible, but she didn't think...
She was slightly discouraged, lowered her head, and walked over resignedly.
I knew I was wrong, so I could only accommodate him a little bit.
"It's agreed, just take a bath and don't do other things."
She wanted to hold his hand, but he raised it suddenly.
From nowhere, a rubber band conjured up to help her tie up her hair skillfully.
One side of the movement, soft and neat.
On one side, he lowered his eyes and seemed to let out a sigh.
The strong and intoxicating hormonal breath squeezed into her breath forcefully, and his slender fingers with thin calluses covered the back of her neck.
It's like a hungry cheetah hanging a soft and fragile kitten.
Covered with some hot temperature, rubbing and touching, his voice is soft, wireless and gentle.
"This is not okay."
"Little boy, you clearly know what I want to do."
He stared at her eyes, almost naked, with naked aggression.
"Don't play dumb, huh?"
"..."
The person whose neck was pinched looked at him without speaking, his beautiful face gradually turned red.
Red uncontrollably.
Obviously she didn't do anything, but she suddenly felt hot all over her body.
Some hot and dry.