just kiss me

Chapter 62 The True Fairy

"Huh?" Song Miao stared at him coldly, puzzled.

Xing Shao stared at her with his head down, his eyes were burning, showing his doting on her, "I'm too addicted to smoking, I'll help you quit."

He bowed his head and kissed her, and whispered softly: "A Miao, I will take care of all the unhappiness for you, don't worry."

Song Miao retreated, trying to hide.

Xing Shao pinched the back of her neck violently to prevent her from hiding, and said in a dissatisfied voice, "Why don't you believe me."

His kiss was gentle, with a mint flavor on his lips, which was refreshing and could dispel the heavy smell of smoke from Song Miao's lips.

Song Miao didn't respond, but gritted her teeth tightly.

Xing Shao comforted her, trying to dispel the haze in her heart.

His girl should live in the sun, those annoying dirty things shouldn't bother her, let her read.

It's that he's not good enough.

Song Miao felt that she had fallen so badly that she was able to kiss him so hard.

Xing Shao kissed hard and deeply, forcefully snatching the smell of smoke from her lips.

His girl is clean, these things are not worthy of her company.

Song Miao was a little out of breath, strangled him by the back of his neck without hesitation, and warned him that enough is enough.

Xing Shao smiled arrogantly, let go of her, pecked her wet lips lightly, and joked, "Who taught you, you are not good at all, you look like an angry kid."

But he likes her very much, he likes her who is confident and wanton now.

Song Miao glared at him, "Keep an inch!"

Xing Shao smiled, his eyes were burning, his deep eyes were fixed on her, he bit her lip when she tilted her head, and said softly: "I was sick back then, thank you, A Miao."

Song Miao didn't dare to judge whether he was sincere or false, she only knew that she could only win.

Therefore, when the crimson lips were closer to the thin lips, she whispered on his lips, "I haven't forgotten, Xing Shao."

"know."

Song Miao was lost in his kiss, and when she felt that the development was too much, she kicked him away, rolled into his quilt, and wrapped herself up, "You live in the second bedroom."

"I don't want it." He lifted a corner of the quilt and squeezed in, "I won't give it to you."

Song Miao was annoyed, kicked him a few times, vented enough, wrapped herself tightly and closed her eyes to sleep.

Xing Shao waited for her to fall asleep, straightened her cheeks and hair, and stayed away from her.

Smooth breaths interweave.

Both relax.

……

The next day.

Song Miao woke up, and there was the deep sandalwood fragrance on the man beside her. She turned sideways, put her hand under his quilt, and closed her eyes to feel his residual warmth.

Sharing the same bed, the remaining warmth of a lover.

It can be written in the chorus.

When Xing Shao entered the room, he saw her rolled under his quilt, with one leg under the bed, lazily stretching out his hand to tear the quilt off her face, before he could speak, Song Miao kicked him.

"Cover."

Xing Shao pulled her up, pinched her face and tugged, "Liu Yin has already called you more than 20 times."

Song Miao got up resignedly, rubbed her face, and went into the bathroom with her eyes closed.

When she came out, the clothes were no longer those light-colored white dresses, but those colorful things in her closet.

Xing Shao originally had selfishness, but after combining Liu Yin's suggestion, he had no choice but to hide his selfishness.

She is the best when she is happy.

Song Miao glanced at the clothes on the bed, and casually pulled a simple black cropped short sleeve and jeans into the bathroom.

When she came out, her silver hair stood up high, sweeping her waist, revealing her beautiful curves.

She turned around in front of Xing Shao, "Does it look good?"

"It's not good-looking." Xing Shao pursed his lips and said with his arms folded, scolding himself for being sick in his heart.

"I'm not happy, hold on."

"..."

When Song Miao was biting a sandwich in the co-pilot, the man's aggressive eyes kept locking her waist.

"Are you fine?" Song Miao asked softly.

Authentic goblin means.

(End of this chapter)