Chapter 448 Obedience, Girlfriend
"I began to observe your every move, and tried to test you from time to time, trying to dig out all the similarities between you and her. Not only to prove that you are her, but also to see clearly that I am caused by different states of the same soul. Attracted, or really in love with someone else who is both very different from her and completely like her."

"And now, I can tell you with certainty that I appreciate your brilliance on the screen, and I also like your eccentricity in private, because from the moment I found out that I fell in love with you, I was ready Ready to accept all of you."

"No matter what identity or appearance you become, I will be attracted by your unique soul, and then I will find you through my understanding of you."

"For the rest of my life, I hope to be by your side, to applaud you who is shining brightly on the screen, to shelter you who is eccentric but occasionally fragile in private, to love and know you, and grow old forever."

When Zhong Jingchen said this, he bent his eyes, and his clear voice was full of smiles: "Excuse me, are you satisfied with this answer?"

He has a sweet voice and a sincere tone, and his black jade-like eyes are crystal clear as if washed by water.

Feng Yasong was so teased that his little heart was pounding, wishing to drown in his gentle gaze, how could he be willing to let those beautiful eyes show a look of disappointment?
So she nodded without hesitation, and replied to him: "Yes."

After the 'um' was over, she felt again...

It's rare for him to say so many love words to her at length. Doesn't it seem too perfunctory for her to only reply with "um"?
What if it dampens his enthusiasm and he refuses to talk more about love to her in the future?
In order to encourage him to give himself more love talk benefits, Feng Yasong stretched out his hand to him with a serious face, intending to say something to affirm his sincere confession just now, but usually read too many sand sculpture quotations. Open your mouth and it becomes...

"You don't need to teach me much for the rest of your life, just listen to me!"

After she finished speaking, she felt that she was too domineering like this?
The boyfriend who has just been abducted has not yet warmed up, if he is scared away, the loss will not be worth the loss!
She was thinking in her heart whether it was too late to change her words, when she suddenly felt her hands sink.

Zhong Jingchen held her hand back with a smile, his posture was as correct as if two bosses were gathering to discuss a project, and what came out of his mouth...

It was the same as his expression at the moment, not serious at all.

He said, "Yes, girlfriend."

Feng Yasong: "..."

Obviously, they are the most common Chinese characters when disassembled, but when they are combined together, they seem to have some special magic power. The bombardment makes Feng Yasong's heart tremble, and the roots of his ears are hot and soft.

He could only lower his head with a guilty conscience, bury his blushing little face in the flowers, and complain in a muffled voice: "Why are you barking..."

Although the tone was full of resentment, it was hard to hide the smile contained in the soft voice, which made Zhong Jingchen push his feet even further.

"You have already promised to spend the rest of your life with me, what's your girlfriend's name?"

He leaned close to her ear with bad intentions, let the hot breath mixed with ambiguous names, and drilled into her ear: "Yaya? Songsong? Or..."

After deliberately pausing for a moment, the man whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice: "Wife?"

And Feng Yasong: "..."

She was already tickled by the hot air he deliberately blown out, and then bombarded by his subwoofer with reverberation effect, her brain felt as if a weak current passed through her, numb, ecstatic, and even All the bones in her body became soft.

I could only stick my back against the base of the wall to prevent myself from slipping straight along the wall and sitting on the ground because of my weak legs.

On the other hand, he faltered, nodded embarrassedly, but also couldn't bear to deny it. The look of being in a dilemma made Jing Chen feel amused and distressed, and suddenly couldn't bear to tease her anymore.

He only dropped a light kiss on her small, ruddy earlobe, then rubbed her head and coaxed softly: "Hey, I know you are thin-skinned, so I won't tease you."

The days to come are long, and he has plenty of time to progress step by step, allowing her to slowly adapt to his intimacy.

After dinner, the two worked together in a division of labor and huddled together in the kitchen to wash the dishes.

When it comes to washing dishes, Chong Jingchen is actually responsible for cleaning up the food residues on the dishes, and Feng Yasong is responsible for putting the dishes he cleaned into the dishwasher.

This job is simple and mindless, while doing it, Feng Yasong loses his focus, belatedly savoring the intimacy between the two of them just now.

Then the more you taste, the more you feel...

that's amazing!

She was actually with the male god she had coveted for a long time!

WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohEverything is as romantic as a dream!
Although I still feel ashamed when I recall it now, it feels so comfortable to be blown by his ear...

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Could this be the legendary intracranial orgasm?

It's a pity that my mind was blank at the time, and I was so patronizing and shy that I couldn't take advantage of him!
If God gave her another chance, she would definitely overcome her shame, turn to the customer, thump the male god against the wall, and feel his chest and abdominal muscles all over!

She pinched her thigh for a while, sighed for a while, and sometimes giggled. Those who knew it was the young girl Huaichun, but those who didn't know thought she was bewitched!

It's hard not to attract Zhong Jingchen's attention.

He turned his head suspiciously, and saw that the girl next to him who was in charge of arranging the dishes seemed to have been taken away by a robot.

Obviously all the dishes have been stacked neatly, you only need to add detergent, start the program, and the rest can be handed over to the dishwasher.

But she still tirelessly took the air and put it in the dish basket. It looked like she was still in the kitchen, and her consciousness had long been lost.

Zhong Jingchen found it more funny the more he looked at it, and deliberately put his hands on the place where the dirty dishes were piled up.

Then he saw...

Feng Yasong didn't notice it, he picked up his hand and was about to put it in the dish basket, and even because the size of his hand didn't fit the size of the groove in the dish basket, repeated attempts over and over again, there was a strange feeling. Stuffing his hand into it, he vowed not to give up!

In order to prevent her from being too strong and hurting herself, Zhong Jingchen could only use his other hand to knock her little head gently, and said dumbfoundedly: "Where are you going to put my hand?"

Feng Yasong was jolted all over by his knock, and only then did he suddenly regain his senses.

She looked at the big hand that she allowed herself to rub round and flatten, and then at Zhong Jingchen's smiling eyes, her cheeks that had just cooled down became hot again in minutes.

(End of this chapter)

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