The man slowly walked to the side of the bed and turned on the lamp at the bedside, the light reflecting the gloom and obscurity in his eyes.

Li Miran covered her face with both hands, tears slid down according to the outline of her hands, she wiped them with her hands indiscriminately, to block them, tears were like floods, fear was like a beast, spreading in her body, her hands trembled and supported her face, and her palm-sized face couldn't be covered with two hands.

Her heart was beating numbly, and the pain stripped her will.

"Just have a baby!"

"I just want a baby!"

"I just want a baby......"

If you are leaving me, then leave the only love you have for me in my body, and become a demon at the receptive reading of these words.

Li Miran thought about it, muttering, from choking to crying.

"Good!"

The man replied with one word, instantly beating her will to pieces, falling to the ground, trampling on it, and she was extremely dazed at that moment.

They sit on a bed, not knowing where to start...... Because every time she took the initiative, she took the initiative to hold his hand, took the initiative to hug him, took the initiative to kiss him, and took the initiative to climb into his bed......

......

At the age when love was first opened, she climbed over his bed, and when she walked a dozen steps from her room to the next room, she liked to sneak in and ghostly manipulate him.

The first time she climbed into his bed, it was just because she heard that men get up in the morning, and that secret and exciting thing, so she wanted to see if the 19-year-old Yu Jingen had grown up and become a man.

The 16-year-old girl, dressed in a sweater, snuck into the door of the boy's room, gently closed the door, tiptoed to the end of the bed, got into the quilt, and slowly crawled forward from under his feet.

The sweater rubbed against the quilt in the winter, and the strong resistance, coupled with her caution, became more and more difficult, she hunched her back and groped, unsteadily, and fell on the bed, her hand between the man's legs.

In an instant, the static electricity caused by the friction between the sweater and the quilt made both of them scream.

"Hmm!" the man snorted.

"Ahh

"Miran, what are you doing?"

Yu Jingen swished, kicked the quilt away, and the two of them were completely exposed to the cold air of early spring.

Li Miran was wearing a sweater over his pajamas and a pair of cartoon pajama pants underneath, while Yu Jingen was only wearing a pair of shorts, he was quite embarrassed.

Even more embarrassing......

Li Miran's gaze stayed on what she was pondering...... The burning gaze seemed to set it on fire.

Yu Jingen's voice was calm and lazy, unique to the 19-year-old hearty male voice, "It's up!"

Li Miran squinted his eyes, looked up and smiled at him with bad intentions, but saw Yu Jingen retract his eyes indifferently, covered the quilt on his body again, covered the important parts, pillowed his elbows behind his head, raised his chin and said, "I mean...... Your hair is standing on end!"

Li Miran was stunned for two seconds, listening to his seemingly unintentional reminder, and then realized that the commotion just now made her hair react to static electricity, and it was floating in all directions in a mess.

His face instantly turned red to the base of his ears.

In fact, from the moment she pushed the door and entered, Yu Jingen woke up and deliberately pretended to be asleep and waited for her to approach, so as to scare her by arming her. Unexpectedly, she didn't go to the head of the bed to scare him as usual this time, but got into his bed, and in the process of crawling, her cold feet touched him from time to time, and she didn't know it.

Until her hand touched his sensitive parts, the girl didn't realize it, but his blood was surging, so unrelenting.

Tacitly, he spoke up again: "Sneaky come to my room early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"I ...... I ......"

It is impossible for her to say, "I'm here to verify whether my brother is a man", even if she really wants to verify it with her own eyes, but she can't say it.

"Today, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, I came to call you to get up early and burn incense!"

Yu Jingen tacitly understood that she was shy and nervous from her words, "Nothing else?"

"I didn't ...... No, what else could there be?"

"Well, forget it!"

Yu Jingen's tone was a little "yin and yang".

If Li Miran likes to trap Yu Jingen, who looks more than cold, he uses various methods to provoke him and tease him, but he can't succeed every time. That may be because Yu Jingen's IQ is 146, her careful thinking, just looking at her expression, he can reason about more than three actions in seconds, but she will only do one of them, the stupidest but the most direct.

"Yes...... Yes...... Brother. ”

Li Miran kissed him on the lips very knowingly, and in the next second, he deepened the kiss, warm and moist, limited to the interaction of the lips.

She is only 16 years old, he is 19 years old, half a year ago, she and he confessed to each other, it was their first Spring Festival together, the first day of the new year.

......

On the double bed of the Los Angeles Hotel in Southern California, Li Miran hugged Yu Jingen, looking for the temperature of those years on his cold lips, even if it was the residual temperature, it was enough to make her happy at this moment.

"Got it figured?"

Yu Jingen's voice was seven points cold and three points questioning.