Helplessly, she could only be trapped in the small space between his arms and the cupboard, quite passive.

Song Qiancheng also deliberately leaned her full weight towards her, causing her to have to get close to the edge of the cupboard.

The kitchen door is still open, and people in the living room can come in at any time.

Wen Lishu was afraid of being seen by those people, so he supported his chest with his elbow and protested: "There are still people outside." ”

"What are we afraid of, we are not illegal. Song Qiancheng threw a cold sentence, grabbed her hand as if nothing happened, and guided her to peel the apple.

Wen Lishu had nothing to refute, and said stupidly: "This is not good." ”

As she spoke, the apple peel was finished, and Song Qiancheng led her to put the apple and knife on the cutting board, and then let go of her hand.

Wen Lishu thought that her protest had worked, but Song Qiancheng just pressed her shoulder and pulled her body over.

The two stood facing each other, Song Qiancheng's arms were supporting the edge of the cabinet, this momentum was even more oppressive than just now, and his eyes were cold, and his anger was silently expressed.

Wen Lishu's nervous hands have nowhere to put them, and I really don't know where I make him unhappy.

In addition to his cold eyes, Song Qiancheng also spoke with depression: "Wen Lishu, you hate me like this?"

She wrinkled her eyebrows, "I didn't." ”

"You really don't have it?" Song Qiancheng said in a suppressed voice, "I will marry you back, and I will not let you touch it." ”

What kind of nonsense is this, how has she come over these days, doesn't he have a point in his heart?

Wen Lishu denied it, but it was still the same three words: "I didn't." ”

"Yes, you didn't, you're still quite generous, I went out to play, and you still sent me out, I'm really not afraid that I'll kick you, who is not worried. ”

Wen Lishu understood, this was a complaint against her just now.

She said that if she didn't answer like that, would she dare to lose her temper and let him stay in the villa and not go anywhere.

They are not in a normal relationship, she is self-aware, she doesn't have that right, but right now, Song Qiancheng bites her back, saying that she is wrong.

Wen Lishu was weak and said softly: "I just want you to be satisfied." ”

"Satisfactory, right? Song Qiancheng retracted his arm and stood up straight.

He tugged at her arm and pulled her aside, while he stood where she had been, picking up the knife with one hand and the peeled apple with the other.

The knife made a few cuts on it, and in the blink of an eye, the whole apple turned into three slices of bread.

Wen Lishu didn't understand what Song Qiancheng wanted to do, so he could only stand on the side and watch.

I saw Song Qiancheng use a knife to scratch a piece of apple, and after a while, the apple became a "I" word, and after that, there was a second piece, which was a "you" word.

Song Qiancheng put the knife aside, and lined up the slices of apples side by side with his bare hands, in order.

He put the word "I" in the first place, and the word "you" in the third, and the apple in the middle is intact and has not yet been engraved.

Song Qiancheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the apple in the middle, and commanded in a low voice: "I'll give you the word in the middle, I want to see how satisfied you can make me." ”

After speaking, Song Qiancheng took a piece of paper to the wall to wipe his hands, and then turned around and left the kitchen, but after taking two steps, he turned back and reminded: "But if you want to think clearly and then carve, that word determines your quality of life in the future." ”