Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

Obviously, it really hurt her just now.

Master Chu gently pinched her palm, raised his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Baozi."

Yan baozi just wants to be a coquette. I didn't expect him to apologize so seriously.

In fact, she understood that between husband and wife, these are all due.

Only because he has no memory now, he is so humble and accommodating to her.

Master Chu's mind crossed a trace of remorse. Next second, Yan baozi's delicate and soft body rushed into his arms.

The thin lotus arm encircles his neck, the head of the swallow buns is buried in his neck socket, and the lips are kissing his neck skin.

His wife suddenly threw herself into the arms, which made Master Chu feel confused for a while.

Yan baozi kissed him for a while, his voice was warm and soft: "naogong, am I not sensible?"

"Why?"

"You answer me."

Young master Chu bowed his head and pecked at the top of her hair with thin lips: "my steamed stuffed bun is sensible and lovely, which fascinates me and makes me unable to extricate myself."

Yan baozi was angry with him and smiled. He raised his hand to wring the soft meat on his waist: "smooth mouth."

"What I said is true."

Master Chu pulled her out of his arms, held her face in his broad palm, "even if you are not sensible, willful and charming, you are still my bun. It's my only wife in Chu Huaijin's life. "

I thought that Yan baozi would be moved to tears when he heard this confession, and would rush to his arms to offer him a kiss.

However, there is still a little distance between reality and imagination.

Yanbaozi stared at him for a long time, his eyes turned, and suddenly he doubted: "you can say sweet words like this, aren't you really chasing me?"

Master Chu: "..."

He can't keep up with the jumping thinking.

Yan baozi suspected that he reached out his hand and poked his hard chest: "I admit that I can't say such a sarcastic thing. Isn't it really you who chased me first?"

Master Chu: "..."

Yanbaozi is a little more cute.

Young master Chu didn't make a sound. Yan baozi raised his head, leaned up to his handsome face, squinted his eyes, and observed his expression carefully: "naogong, are you really after me?"

"No."

"Really?"

Master Chu grabbed her face in one hand and picked it up on the tip of his brow: "I forgot to tell you that you said you were going to give me a bun?"

"I am so reserved, how can I say such shameless things!" Yan baozi stared, not convinced!

"Maybe there is a wild you in your heart, but you haven't found it yet."

Wild her?

"Yan baozi ha ha two voices, puffing cheeks to scold:" nonsense

"Not convinced, eh?"

"I want to fight with you!" yanbaozi said with a small fist

Master Chu let go of her and lay down with his arms behind his head. "Let's go."

Does this look like a duel?

Yan baozi's heart is broken. He's clearly leading, OK?!

The neckline of the Nightgown is pulled so open. Who can see it?

Smile so charming, who do you lead?

Yan baozi refuses to admit it. In fact, he has such a lost heart. Who can control it when the beautiful man is in front of him?

She swallowed her saliva in a huff, and her hands began to unconsciously and uncontrollably touch the chest with clear texture and deadly temptation.

I know that she has no color or courage.