If the word "good" is used to describe obedience, Zhu Shan thinks that she has been very well-behaved since she was a child.

She played with her mobile phone and pouted to complain, "I used to listen to you, why don't you praise me for being good?"

"Before?" Ling Xiao hit the nail on the head, "It used to be cowardice."

Zhu Shan was powerless to refute.

After all, they know each other well, and they know each other too well to justify it.

Zhu Shan coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Let's go watch the movie at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, and then go to eat hot pot at about half past five, okay?"

Ling Xiao has no opinion on how she arranges it.

"So I booked a ticket?"

Ling Xiao let out a "hmm".

Zhu Shan opened the booking software and chose the recommended position with the best viewing angle.

After a traffic jam for a while, it was already past six o'clock when I got home.

As soon as Zhu Shan got out of the car, she heard Ling Xiao come out of the driver's seat and yell at her, "You forgot something."

Zhu Shan glanced at the mobile phone in her hand, touched the shoulder bag again, and raised her eyes suspiciously: "What?"

Ling Xiao rested his right hand on the car door, and lazily raised his chin: "Rear seat."

Zhu Shan didn't sit in the back seat, she didn't believe that she would forget something in the back seat, but she still half-believed to check.

The car door was opened, and what hit the eye socket was a rectangular black gift box with a dark red rose printed on it.

Zhu Shan's eyes lit up, leaned in and took out the gift box, and opened it.

The black vermilion paper was tied in a bow with a silk ribbon, and on it was a white sky full of stars and red roses, and a few eucalyptus in the middle.

Her eyes unconsciously bent up, and she sniffed closer, not the smell of roses, but the sweet fragrance.

Ling Xiao walked over, his broad figure blocked the light, and the red of the roses seemed even thicker.

Zhu Shan raised her eyes and smiled at the beautiful lying silkworm: "Did you give it to me?"

"A bouquet of flowers, like this?"

"Hmm." Zhu Shan covered the box, held it in her arms, and pressed her cheek to it, "I like it very much."

Zhu Shan has seen many people receive bouquets to express their love, but she has already made up her mind that she will not receive them.

For example, she felt that there would be no love in her life.

What I have never looked forward to and looked forward to, but at this moment, I really touched it.

Her white and tender fingers were still sensually rubbing the rose mark on the gift box, and in the next second, the gift box was taken away.

Before Zhu Shan could react, she was hugged by Ling Xiao with one hand.

His movements are not gentle, as he always has a strong style.

Zhu Shan raised her eyes slightly, and what caught her eye was the tie she gave, her fingers touched the dark lines of the tie, and the corners of her mouth rose.

The thin voice in the parking lot was ethereal: "What are you doing?"

"Hug it."

Zhu Shan: "Oh."

Zhu Shan got closer, her hands slowly fell, wrapped around Ling Xiao's waist, and gently pressed her side face against it.

She could hear Ling Xiao's heartbeat very clearly, and naturally she was reluctant to let go of the opportunity to tease him: "Your heart is beating... Sonorous and powerful."

"Hmm." Ling Xiao's chin pressed on the top of her head, and her voice was calm, "Maybe you're okay."

Zhu Shan: "......"

Embracing in the underground parking lot is not romantic at all, but the two didn't think about separating first and changing places.

It wasn't until a small car passed by that Zhu Shan pushed Ling Xiao away, then snatched the gift box back into her arms, and turned around with a smile: "Go home and eat."

When she got home, she carried the flowers into her room, then changed her clothes and began to prepare dinner.

The steak was already marinated, the seasoning was also prepared, and Zhu Shan opened the fire directly.

Ling Xiao took a glass of water and leaned next to her to look at her leisurely.

There was a buzzing sound in the pot, Zhu Shan flipped the steak and turned to look at Ling Xiao: "What are you looking at here?"

"You." The glass of water pressed against his lips, and he spoke

Angry scoundrel, "I love to watch it."

Zhu Shan's cheeks were visibly crimson, and she turned around and pulled the steak in the frying pan.

Ling Xiao raised his head and drank two sips of water, smacking his lips, as if he had time to complete the words: "Fried steak."

？

Wait, these words are connected to this: I love to watch... Fried steak?

Zhu Shan paused, and quickly glared at him with a roll of his eyes: "Annoying."

Ling Xiao couldn't hold back her laughter when she saw her pretending to "lose her temper".

Zhu Shan didn't bother to talk to him, carefully observed the color of the steak, and then put the butter cubes, rosemary, thyme and garlic into the frying pan.

In an instant, the fragrance wafts out.

She scooped the melted butter onto the steak with a small spoon.

Ling Xiao finished laughing and took the eggs and meat from the refrigerator. intestines, and the stove was also opened.

Zhu Shan glanced at him twice and reminded, "No need, I'll fry some mushrooms and asparagus later."

Ling Xiao just turned his head to look at Zhu Shan.

Zhu Shan thought he didn't understand, and explained, "It's enough to eat, you can't eat it if you make those again."

"Oh." Ling Xiao answered, still putting the meat. The intestines were put into the pot, and his expression was indifferent, "I'm afraid your stomach will scream."

Zhu Shan naturally understood this to mean that he was afraid that she would not be able to eat enough.

She rolled her eyes, "No."

Still screaming?

Is she so unladylike?

Smell the meat though. The taste of the intestines, Zhu Shan's appetite came, and she handed over the barbecue ingredients: "Sprinkle some this, it will be more fragrant."

Ling Xiao: "Okay."

Zhu Shan sat at the dining table, completely forgetting that she had just said that she would not be able to eat.

After she feasted, she licked her lips contentedly, then touched her stomach and stood up, "You wash the dishes."

Ling Xiao propped his palms on his temples and turned his head to look at her, "What about you?"

"Me? I... Let's play."

Zhu Shan thought that she had made today's dinner, so she should clean it up.

So she went back to her room after eating as usual, chased variety shows with a tablet, swiped videos, and looked at social networking sites, isn't it?

Zhu Shan glanced at Ling Xiao and frowned reasonably: "You just fried two eggs and two intestines, do you want me to wash the dishes with you?"

Ling Xiao sighed and asked, "Why are you going back to your room to play?"

「？」

"Shouldn't you play on the couch and wait for me to play with you?"

Like, it makes sense.

Ling Xiao glanced at the dining table: "Isn't there still red wine you haven't drunk?"

"yes." Zhu Shan patted her little head, "I'll go sober up."

Ling Xiao: "Do you want to take a shower first?"

Zhu Shan raised her hand and sniffed, "Does it smell big?"

Without waiting for Ling Xiao to speak, Zhu Shan nodded, "Then I'll go take a shower first."

I don't know if it's a psychological reason, Zhu Shan thinks that maybe the steak is fried, and it really smells on her body, so she washed it with her hair.

When Zhu Shan dried her head and went out of the bathroom, the lights in the room were dim because the sun had completely set by the time she was taking a shower.

She swept her gaze around, but she didn't see Ling Xiao. The kitchen is cleaned up, the dishwasher is working softly, and the lights above the bar are bright, illuminating the red wine in the U-shaped decanter.

Zhu Shan pushed the dark green mobile table over, put the red wine and glasses on it, and then pushed it to the living room.

She bent her legs, sat directly on the carpet, and turned on the TV. I didn't want to see anything, so I directly locked on Yuhe TV Station.

After waiting for a while, she didn't see Ling Xiao come out, so Zhu Shan unceremoniously poured herself a glass and drank it first.

When Ling Xiao came out, only the bar was lit in the dim room, and Zhu Shan was sitting on the carpet in a vertical striped shirt, half of her body lying on the coffee table.

There was an idol drama on TV, she didn't watch it at all, and her eyes were all on her mobile phone.

Zhu Shan saw Ling Xiao's figure in the afterglow,

But she didn't look up. She brushed up on the commentary of a suspense movie, and now it is the climax of the whole film.

Ling Xiao sat down behind Zhu Shan, bent one arm through her waist and abdomen, and took her into his arms.

Zhu Shan felt the heat and hardness of the man's chest behind her, and the tip of her nose rushed into the fresh smell of green oranges, as if it was about to crawl into her brain.

In an instant, I couldn't listen to anything, I couldn't see it.

Her white fingertips clicked "Like", and then exited the APP, planning to find it out when she had time.

Putting the phone on the coffee table, Zhu Shan turned her head slightly, and her eyes were on Ling Xiao's neck.

His skin is white, the green tendons on his neck are a little obvious when you look closely, and the protruding Adam's apple exudes "desire".

Zhu Shan turned her head, turned her gaze to the TV, and said stiffly, "Why are you sitting on the carpet?"

Ling Xiao was amused by her words, "Your carpet?"

「......」

"Yes, it's your carpet." Ling Xiao leaned in and asked, "But I also have the right to sit, right?"

Zhu Shan didn't say anything, reached out and grabbed the wine glass to her mouth, tilted her head slightly and drank two more sips.

Ling Xiao: "Is it delicious?"

"Not bad."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Xiao snatched the cup from her hand and drank the rest.

He pursed his thin lips and looked like he was really commenting, "It's really good."

He was close, and his hands were tight, and Zhu Shan felt a lack of oxygen in a hurry.

She went to get the remote control board on the coffee table: "I, I'll change the channel, I don't think this looks good."

Before she could reach the remote control, she was caught: "You didn't look at it."

Ling Xiao seems to like to play with her hands very much, always pinching gently, like an orthopedic doctor, exploring her joints.

Zhu Shan didn't hate Ling Xiao's intimate behavior, but she wasn't used to it yet, feeling at a loss, like a defeated subordinate who didn't know how to deal with it.

Ling Xiao felt her body tremble slightly, and her brows furrowed imperceptibly.

He let go of her hand and let go of his embrace: "You resist me?"

The person in his arms shook his head and turned his head slightly, revealing a pitiful and innocent expression: "I'm nervous."

Zhu Shan is cute, Ling Xiao knows it.

But it turns out that her cuteness has no bottom line.

For example, now, she is blushing, her big eyes are foggy, her white hands are covering her chest, and she confides in him honestly: "It's time to jump out."

There is a plea for help in her eyes, a show of weakness, a panic, and a softness who is willing to let him bully.

She didn't know that her appearance at the moment could hook out the deepest roots of a man.

Ling Xiao just wanted to bully her while feeling sorry for her.

After all, he still treasured her, and he was afraid of scaring her.

So he took a deep breath, held her waist hard, and turned her around directly.

Face to face, Zhu Shan's little hands were propped up on his chest, and the roots of his ears were hot.

Ling Xiao held her cheek with his palm and comforted her seriously: "It's good to get used to it."

These words did not have a comforting effect on Zhu Shan.

She didn't want to hear this sentence when she acted so pitiful. She tried to reason: "We didn't know for sure yesterday, no, this morning... Love."

"So, it's decided." His fingers ran lightly over her earlobe, and his voice was low, "So what are you waiting for?"

The tingling sensation of her earlobes made Zhu Shan shrink her neck, and she looked up seriously: "I'm running now, you'll definitely catch me back, right?"

"No, it won't."

Zhu Shan didn't move, and waited for his words very well.

Sure enough, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows in the next second: "You can't run away."

Zhu Shan: "......"

"You say one step at a time." Ling Xiao's tone softened, and he pulled away her little hand that was against her chest, and pulled it behind his back, he grabbed her back and pressed it, and his chin rested on her forehead, "So, I held hands this morning, and I hugged when I came back just now, and next.

.....」

Zhu Shan smelled the strong smell of green oranges, and felt that her heartbeat had stopped. She has a villain called expectation in her heart, and she is fighting with a villain called embarrassment.

Ling Xiao lowered his head slightly, his breath sprayed on her face, and his tone was restrictive: "Kiss it, okay?"

Is this a step-by-step approach?

It's almost catching up with the rockets.

"You didn't want to ask for my opinion." Zhu Shan pursed her lips, "What are you pretending?"

"lest thou turn over old accounts."

To Zhu Shan's ears, he just wanted her to be soft-mouthed and go through the process, and he would definitely kiss her anyway.

Zhu Shan remembered the last time he was drunk, and chirped sourly: "I won't turn over old accounts, and it's not the first time you kissed me."

She visibly felt Ling Xiao stiffen for a moment.

Be quiet for a few seconds.

"The last time I was drunk... Did I really kiss you?"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Xiao saw that Zhu Shan's cheeks were red again, and even the tails of her eyes were red.

She looked away, "You remember that."

"I thought it was a dream."

"Liar."

Ling Xiao's gaze was fixed on her full lips, and he still remembered that her bulging lips were broken at that time.

The already high desire in my heart is even more like a volcano bursting out.

His thin lips lifted lightly, and his voice was hoarse: "It's a loss."

These two words gently passed into Zhu Shan's ears.

She pouted, "It's good that you know I'm at a loss."

"I mean me."

Zhu Shan doubted her ears and looked up at him, "What?"

"I don't remember the taste."

「！！！」 Zhu Shan even had a red neck this time.

Under the dim light, Ling Xiao's eyes converged, and the teasing look just now disappeared completely, replaced by a shocking aggression.

He blinked slowly, his gaze moving down to her lips, Adam's apple rolling.

Zhu Shan gave a symbolic nudge: "I remember it hurting."

"That's..."

「？？？」

"Try again."

As these words fell, Ling Xiao stroked the back of her head with one hand, and gently lifted her chin with the other, and at the same time, tilted his head to cover it.

His lips fell to her cheek, pressed lightly, and then closed his eyes.

His eyelashes twitched slightly, and his hot and warm lips rubbed over her white face little by little, attacking her lips.

He pecked a little hard at the corner of her lips.

At that moment, Zhu Shan felt a kiss on her heart, and her whole person softened.