The kiss wasn't long, he stopped it just right, and bit her on the lips as if to make a mark.

Song Yinyin frowned in pain, and heard his hoarse and charming laughter coming from his chest.

He hadn't pestered her for too long, and when he got up, the expression on his face was very happy, and he could see that he was in a good mood.

Seeing this, Song Yinyin was also out of breath, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a happy smile.

In this way, there was no sleepiness anymore, Song Yinyin got up and went to the bathroom, took a hot bath, and when she went downstairs, she found that Lu Jinhan and Song Dabai were not there, only Rong Bo was busy.

"Rong Bo, what about Lu Jinhan and Da Bai?"

Rong Bo walked over with a smile and said, "Miss Song, since you have promised Young Master Jin Han that you want to get a marriage certificate with him, don't see him like this." You can call him by his name, and I think Young Master Jin Han will be happy too. ”

After a slight pause, Rong Bo pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Those little couples, not all of them are 'husbands' and 'wives', and they even give each other nicknames or nicknames, you and Young Master Jin Han can also try it." ”

Song Yinyin was stunned.

But...... Give him a nickname?

Seems like a good proposition.

Indeed, it doesn't seem appropriate to call him Lu Jinhan all the time.

A few words automatically appeared in her mind, such as 'husband', 'Jin Han', 'Han Han', 'Ah Jin', 'Ah Kan' and so on......

Suddenly, she shuddered, and was disgusted by these meaty names.

It's better not to, it's best to go with the flow, doesn't he also call her Song Yinyin?

Well......

Song Yinyin nodded, raised his head again, and when he looked up, he saw Rong Bo coming in with a cup of soup.

From afar, she smelled a medicinal smell, which seemed to come from the soup, similar to red ginseng, longan, ejiao, etc......

"Jongbo, what is this?" Song Yinyin subconsciously twisted her nose, she didn't like the smell of Chinese medicine the most.

"Oh, young grandmother, this is a tonic for you to stew. Nourishing yin and replenishing yang, but it is the best quality of the big tonic, young grandma, you drink more. ”

Rong Bo kept smiling at the corner of his mouth, patiently explaining, and had automatically changed Song Yinyin's title, no longer calling her 'Miss Song', but directly calling her 'Young Grandma'.

Hearing the word 'tonic' at first glance, Song Yinyin's face turned red suddenly.

In other words, Rong Bo already knew about her and Lu Jinhan......

o、m、g！

Song Yinyin's face turned red into a pig's liver color, which did not fade for a long time.

………………

The old house of the Lu family, the master bedroom on the third floor.

This room is very artistic, and on the stone wall to the right of the door, there is a poster more than one person high, and the protagonist on the poster is the owner of this room.

Further inside, there is a simple Eastern European décor design, with a 100-square-meter room that is a combination of dark gray, blue and light yellow.

On the left side of the wall, there is a Yamaha grand piano, and a wall full of bookshelves, which contain monographs by piano masters from various countries, as well as classical scores from various periods......

Further inside was a two-meter-wide Simmons bed, on which lay a young man, no more than twenty-five years old, as beautiful as a painting.

The bright outline, warm eyebrows, and soft morning sun shine on him, making his face as gentle as water, like a prince in a fairy tale, making people feel like spring.

It should be a beautiful picture.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and a loud music bell disturbed his quiet, he frowned, half-opened his eyes, and turned his head to look over.

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