To The Lovely You

  Ke Jingheng: "In the future, I will be responsible for making money to support my family, and you are responsible for being beautiful!"

  Luo Xiaomei: "No, I don't want to be a vase! Although I can rely on my face to eat, I just rely on my strength!"

   Ke Jingheng: "I will be responsible for the laundry and cooking in the future, and you are responsible for watching me do the laundry and cooking."

  Luo Xiaomei: "This... you can have it. In the future, you will take care of all the dirty work, big and small matters at home!"

   Ke Jingheng: "There's one thing I really want to help you with...but I really can't help it! You can only do it yourself."

  Luo Xiaoberry: "What's the matter?"

   Ke Jingheng blushed: "That...have a child..."

   When he said this, he deliberately bit her ear, and his hot breath sprayed on her ear.

  Luo Xiaomei's face immediately turned red, and he beat his chest several times: "You...you pervert! I just think about these things every day!"

Ke Jingheng grabbed her hand: "What's the matter? Your own thoughts are not pure, right? I said only having a child, but nothing else. But in fact... I also contributed to the matter of having a child. Well, it's just that you don't contribute as much!"

   After saying this, even he himself couldn't help raising the corners of his lips and began to imagine the beautiful picture.

   "You still say it! You still say it!" Luo Xiaomei looked at the smile on the corner of his mouth, and knew what he was thinking at the moment. Angrily, she picked up a pillow and smashed it **** him.

   Ke Jingheng put his hands on his chest, grabbed the pillow, and threw it on the ground.

  Luo Xiaomei found out that she was so happy to beat someone just now that she even rode on Ke Jingheng. Although she had used this posture when they were fighting in the past, they were still young at that time. Now, she is his girlfriend, and this pose is really...

   She hurriedly screamed and jumped off him, covering her face, but inadvertently bumped into something indescribable.

   Well, it can still be described, but she is reluctant to describe it.

   "Satyr!" She blushed and cursed again, then covered her head with the quilt, her big eyes shining in the darkness. Oh my god, this **** Ke Jingheng is actually... actually...!

"This... This is the normal reaction of a boy. Is it okay?" Ke Jingheng blushed like a big pig's liver, and stuttered when he spoke, "If I don't have any reaction...you should be worried! "

   "How dare you say it!" Luo Xiaomei angrily tore off the quilt on her face, staring at him with those black and white eyes.

   Strange, she originally wanted to stare at him, but when she slammed into those deep eyes like pools of water, why did her eyes become ineffective? Not only is there no lethality, but it also becomes tender like water...

"Xiaomei...Are you really stupid or fake?" Ke Jingheng looked at her with his long, long eyes, like a ribbon wrapped around her heart, "Do you think I hold you every night when I sleep with you? , don't you feel anything at all?"

   "That's your body, how would I know." Luo Xiaomei muttered in a low voice, looking away embarrassedly.

   "Oh, I'm really suffering..." Ke Jingheng sighed and glanced at her secretly from the corner of his eye, "No one knows how hard it is to endure it."