Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

She fell silent suddenly.

The two looked 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.

Cunningly hidden, quietly waiting for her.

Waiting for her to come to the door by herself.

She looked into his eyes, and the hand that was about to refuse froze slightly.

Stagnant in mid-air, unable to move, there is a posture of riding a tiger.

"I--"

She is not a fool, she knows what he means by the invitation.

Her heartbeat quickened slightly, and she said a little nervously: "Shengsheng... I'm still there..."

She tried to refuse, "How about you..."

"Come here, let me see."

"........."

She took a weak step back, "No, then...but...but...ah, yes, the bowl, the bowl was not 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 darkened, "Come here."

"I'm not happy, you should come to coax me now."

In the flat and slightly sandy voice, finally, faintly revealed a few shadows of childhood.

When I was young, the soft little milk dumpling would do the same 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 want 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.

She is an introverted little person when she has nothing to do, like a little tail, she follows her wherever she goes.

When something happens, you will get angry, and the whole person will be bored, 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.

If she doesn't apologize, he will really explode with anger, lose his temper, throw things, and skip meals.

He had to pay her attention to him.

Only when she apologized, coaxed him, and hugged him, would he calm down.

When he calmed down, he became a clingy guy again.

He took the initiative to hug her, lay in her arms, humming.

Being too used to it, he became more and 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 like this again.

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.

"Okay, just take a shower and don't do anything else."

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 moves gently and neatly.

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.

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.

"That won't do."

"Little boy, you clearly know what I want to do."

He stared at her eyes, almost naked, with naked aggression.

"Don't play dumb, eh?"

"........."

The person whose neck was pinched looked at him without speaking, his beautiful face gradually turned red.

Red uncontrollably.

She obviously didn't do anything, but she suddenly felt hot all over her body.

Some hot.