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His lips were soft and a little cool, just very alluring.

Cheng Xuran was actually a little embarrassed, but he really liked kissing him. It was considered as achieving the first thing he didn't dare to do in high school.

Song Yanqing sat upright, his sharp and protruding Adam's apple rolled down the collar of his white shirt, covered with a faint shadow.

He clasped the back of Cheng Xuran's head with one hand, his slender, cold white fingers sinking into her soft black hair, and lowered his head to kiss her more deeply.

His high nose was pressed against her face, and his breathing was rapid.

The scent of lime and mint permeates the air.

It has a very clean and refreshing taste, which makes people addicted.

Cheng Xuran sat on his lap with his back against the steering wheel, feeling a little uncomfortable, so he protected him with one hand.

"Don't reply to his messages again." Song Yanqing bit her ear, his voice was low and sweet, and very sticky, "Did you hear me?"

A tingling sensation rose from her coccyx. Cheng Xuran's fingertips were soft. The collar of her light apricot knitted sweater slid down to her left shoulder. Her neck was white, her black hair was hanging down, and the pearl earrings on her earlobes were precious and beautiful. She had the beauty of an intellectual and gentle sister. She had no choice but to coax Song Yanqing: "I'll listen to you, okay?"

"Not angry anymore?" she asked with a smile, her eyes were sparkling, clear and distinct, big and bright.

Song Yanqing hugged her: "I'm not angry."

"Then you're not jealous anymore?" Cheng Xuran asked again.

He turned his face away for a while, then snorted coldly in her ear. The tone was low and vibrated with his chest, sounding a bit like a temper tantrum.

Why is she so spoiled? Her temper is like that of a little princess.

Cheng Xuran found it so funny that he couldn't stand it anymore. He turned to Song Yanqing and said sternly, "Do you want to continue kissing?"

Song Yanqing looked at her, his eyes darkening.

"Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Xuran responded with an even more fierce and aggressive kiss.

Still not easy to mess with.

Crumpling his white shirt.

The phone rang again, but no one answered.

The moonlight was quietly tilting, and the night was silent. Thus, this two-month battle ended with Song Yanqing's great victory.

Do not ask.

The answer is that people who act like a spoiled child have the best luck.

Later, I talked with Fu Lingyi. The two girls were watching movies on a large projection screen and eating fruits in the room.

Cheng Xuran asked her to take good care of her brother.

Fu Lingyi was furious and said, "How could you let Song Yanqing succeed so easily?!"

Cheng Xuran joked, "Don't turn love into hate."

"Tsk." Fu Lingyi rolled her eyes, "Just spoil your boyfriend like a princess."

Everyone else thinks that this couple is a match made in heaven. Whether in terms of appearance, background, or personality, they are very compatible and have brought the atmosphere of the romance novel circle to its fullest. Even Cheng Xuran's fans said that they should just send the new young master to debut and let him film a TV series with Cheng Xuran, which they would absolutely love to watch.

But from Fu Lingyi's point of view (even though she liked Song Yanqing very much before), she was convinced on one point.

Changing a wife every ten years, to find a wife with such a good temper as Cheng Xuran is definitely a blessing that Song Yanqing has earned in eight lifetimes.

That young master had had a smooth career from birth to now, except for a few setbacks in his love life, but in the end he was able to be together with the person he loved the most, which made people envious.

Cheng Xuran picked up a small piece of apple with a fork and took a bite. He sat cross-legged on the sofa and said calmly, "After all, she is our little princess."

Fu Lingyi couldn't stand it anymore!
Thinking of something, he playfully kicked Cheng Xuran with his toes: "So, are you planning to have a child?"

It will be interesting then. I wonder if Song Yanqing can remain the only one and be the only “princess”.

Based on Cheng Xuran's personality, Fu Lingyi felt that this was possible.

Cheng Xuran had never really considered this question. She was working, and Song Yanqing was also working. Both of them were busy and had no preparation. But they did have everything they needed and could give the best love: "Why are you so gossipy?"

The sun was shining brightly, casting spots of sunlight on the floor.

Fu Lingyi smiled: "You look so happy."

Sincerely. (End of this chapter)