101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

"Chang Mian, it's not that I despise you. It's a waste of time for a man to mess with you." Qin Shou walked over and patted Chang Mian on the shoulder: "If you're a man, stand up for me!"

"I'd love to, whatever your business."

He tossed his short hair, pretending to be relaxed, and hugged Changshang in his arms, "I love to be her male favourite, singing and singing every night, besides, my master is very skilled, and my family's Changshang is a rich woman, and I am happy to be taken care of by her!"

No matter how thick-skinned Chang Chang was, hearing him say "excellent technology" would inevitably blush.

She poked him with her elbow, and listened to his still condescending flattery, finally couldn't hold back, took the corn she had just baked, and obediently handed it to Chang Mian's mouth: "Chang Mian, try it."

Chang Mian immediately opened his mouth, about to show off how sensible a woman is, but when he closed his mouth, he opened his mouth cleanly to spit.

Anxiously looking for water to drink, he drank the iced lemon juice next to him in one gulp.

"It's hot...it's burning me to death..."

"Shangshang, do you have a grudge against me? Who will serve you at night when you burn my mouth?"

Changshang immediately acted as if he had done something wrong, and was embarrassed to look him in the eyes.

When Qin Shou caught the word, he immediately laughed wildly, "Chang Mian, do you still serve her with your mouth at night?"

"Qin Shou!" Chang Chang's face was burning hot with shame, and he shouted at Qin Cao, "Qin Cao, just take care of him."

"In our family, I have always said one thing, thinking that everyone is just like you, no rules, no distance, no big or small, and you actually ride on the head of a man!"

"Could it be that I'm a woman?" Qin Cao stood on his lap and asked him thoughtfully.

"Our women make the decisions." Yang Yang interjected.

Hanhan turned her head and looked at Anya affectionately: "Husband, I am the master of the house, will you blame me for not being big or small, and having no rules or distance?"

Anya patted her on the head: "How could it be? Henpecked men are lucky in wealth. It's too late for me to be happy."

Chang Mian was covering her lips and smiling, when suddenly Chang Mian hugged her from behind, and she flew away from the crowd by him.

"What are you doing?"

Waited until the secluded area with only two people.

Chang Mian pressed her against the corner of the wall, spread her arms on her sides, and rubbed her body against her body, rubbing against her a few inches below her abdomen, "The body loves you, you're hot!" My mouth, I'm not allowed to ask for some compensation?"

"Rest in broad daylight." She pushed him.

Chang Mian raised her eyebrows evilly: "That is also in heat with you, here... only reacts to you."

"Stop messing around." She glared with a smile.

"Tongue hurts, you comfort me."

He stuck out his red tongue and rubbed against her plaintively: "Look for yourself, it's all your masterpiece. I'm trying to save face for you in front of my brother, and you still burn me with corn, heartless thing, ungrateful."

"I didn't mean it..." I wanted to show my virtuousness, but I didn't know that the corn would burn him.

Changshang looked at his tongue apologetically, showing apologetic eyes: "I'll show you."

"If blowing can heal wounds, what do doctors need? I heard that human saliva has the effect of disinfecting and relieving pain. You can lick it for me." He poked his tongue out cheekily and shamelessly: "Lick a few more times."

"No."

"Then let's go over there, there is no one in the garden over there, we just happen to..." Chang Mian kissed her earlobe and smiled lowly in the middle of speaking: "Going to show off my excellent skills?"