Lou Cheng was washing the cup, while waiting for his girlfriend to be moved by his carefulness and thoughtfulness, but he didn't expect to usher in such words, he was confused and aggrieved for a while, and a little inexplicable. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If I use you as a tool to vent my desires, then what is the purpose of enduring every hard work?

If I use you as a tool to vent my desires, then why do I have to test your attitude every time before I dare to go further?

He turned his head to look over, and saw that the emotions in the girl's eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish, and then took a breath, trying to calm himself down, and not let the explanation turn into an argument: "How can I treat you as that kind of tool, that kind of tool? Every time, don't you dare to continue if you don't object? If you don't like it, you can tell me, you can show it directly, I will definitely be able to hold back, and I will definitely not force you!"

When he said the last sentence, he felt that his emotions were uncontrollably agitated, so he kept silently reciting words such as "calm" and "communication".

Yan Zheke seemed to have calmed down, without the excitement just now, her nose was a little blocked, and she said in an eager tone:

"I don't mean that, I mean, every time we are alone, you act as if you are only thinking about that kind of thing, acting very reactively, always thinking about that aspect of things, acting like we are in private together, there is only lust left between each other, the smell of desire ......"

She said a little messy, but her eyes didn't dodge, she looked directly at Lou Cheng, pursed her lips and said: "Sometimes, I'm not very happy, but I feel that you like it very much, very eager, afraid that you will be disappointed, afraid that you will be unhappy, and will still cooperate with you......"

At this point, she paused, sniffed, and her eyes turned a little redder.

To be honest, Lou Cheng felt a little disappointed and hurt in his heart, but when he heard Yan Zheke's words, he felt her grievances, her tolerance, and her concessions, and most of the emotions in his heart immediately dissipated, and he seriously examined his performance during this time.

It seems that, probably, it is true that the loneliness between the two parties is full of hormones and the smell of lust.

He exhaled the turbid breath he had just taken and said, "You mean I don't like it every time, I mean I act as if I only think about that kind of thing, and I hope I can do something else when I'm alone?"

"Keke, if you are not happy, you must show it, although I am more careful in other aspects, but in this kind of thing, I am still very slow and not so sensitive, if you don't say it, if you don't object, I will think that you also like this......"

As he spoke, he was a little funny and a little emotional, because he thought of what Xiao Ming once said: Sometimes, girls are happy to like it, and they are not happy to dislike it, but sometimes, their willingness may not be like, and unhappiness may not be dislike.

The girl's mind is really complicated, no wonder the love saint always said that the biggest test is when the real relationship comes......

"Hmm. Yan Zheke nodded, her pale face was flushed, and she seemed to be more shy, but she still insisted on looking at Lou Cheng, and said with a slight trembling body, "Orange, it's not that I don't like us getting closer and closer, and I'm not conservative enough to wait for the wedding day, it's just that you are too anxious and react too much, which makes me scared and panicked, can you come little by little." ”

She paused, took a breath, her eyes were like water, delicate and afraid, but she spoke firmly and stubbornly:

"Take your time, wait for me ......"

Take your time and wait for me...... Seeing such Yan Zheke and hearing such words, the residual emotions in Lou Cheng's heart completely disappeared, he pursed his lips and promised seriously:

"I'll control myself!"

"I'll wait for you!"

In the sound of the electric kettle, he put down the cup, took a step forward, took Yan Zheke's hand, and took her into his arms, without kissing, just wanting to hug her quietly.

Yan Zheke hugged his back back, buried his face in his shoulder, and after a while, said softly:

"When I ordered the competition, I was actually very moved and happy to see that you could endure for me, but you have been thinking about that aspect of things, which makes me a little cranky, thinking that Aunt May 1st is here, I can take the opportunity to see your reaction, see if you are disappointed, frustrated, cold, or something else, but you already know that there is no loss, and you still try your best to take care of me, and you have prepared ginger tea......"

"I felt a little guilty and felt that I had misunderstood you, so I had the courage to tell you what I was thinking, communicate with you, and not hurt our feelings little by little because of these things. ”

She raised her head, a little embarrassed, a little speechless, but she still pursed her lips and looked at Lou Chengdao seriously and sincerely: "Orange, I'm sorry, the first sentence I said was a bit heavy, no, it is not my real thoughts, but I thought about several expressions just now, and I felt that it was either too tactful, or too coquettish, and I couldn't clearly let you know my attitude, for fear that you wouldn't take it seriously, so I said that, it didn't really mean me." ”

"We don't have to apologize between us...... Lou Cheng stroked her hair and thought for a while, "I felt a little hurt at first, I couldn't believe that you looked at me like this, but after hearing your grievances and your concessions, I felt that it was nothing......"

And when she was still a girl's aunt, it was completely understandable.

Yan Zheke stretched his eyebrows, and finally showed a shallow smile, lowered his head, buried his face back in Lou Cheng's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, two people can't only have unilateral dedication and patience together, I can feel your intentions, so I also want to ...... with my heart."

"When you are not happy in the future, you must express it, I am stupid, I am afraid that I will understand your meaning wrongly, and now I don't know when to kiss and when not to kiss. Lou Cheng said with some distress.

Yan Zheke's pretty face pressed on his shoulder, and he chuckled: "Stupid~ atmosphere, feeling, understand?"

I don't understand, what is the right atmosphere, what is the right feeling, there is no quantitative standard...... Lou Cheng was embarrassed for a while, and was about to say something more, but he heard the sound of the electric kettle switch jumping.

He let go of his hug, waited for the boiling sound to stop, scalded the cup again with boiling water, then tore open the package, put the brown sugar ginger tea in it, brewed it with water, and finally, he ran the frost ability to reduce the temperature to the point where it was hot without burning his tongue.

Home-based abilities are good!

Yan Zheke stood beside him, quietly watching him busy, his eyes flashing with a little brilliance, and the corners of his mouth outlined an arc that seemed to be happy and warm.

"Alright. Lou Cheng handed over the cup.

Yan Zheke took it with both hands, sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, took a deep sip, and then said with a light smile:

"I've always heard about this tea, but I don't like the ginger flavor very much, so I put it in the cart every time I put it in my cart and didn't buy it. ”

"Ah, I picked the wrong one?" Lou Cheng asked with some annoyance.

Usually when eating, he has the habit of paying attention to girls, and finds that she will not reject ginger pieces in dishes and soups, so he thinks that she can accept ginger tea, and this kind of thing can't be asked directly, so it will be guessed, and there will be no sense of surprise.

Yan Zheke smiled, took another sip of the cup, her face became rosy from the heat, her eyes looked to the side, and said as usual:

"I like it now......"

What I like is the boy who remembers my menstrual period, what I like is that he is careful, and what I like is that he tolerates my stubbornness and willfulness......

"That's good. Lou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, sat next to Yan Zheke, thought for a while, and said, "Keke, I have to communicate with you about two things." ”

"What's the matter?" Yan Zheke blinked at him, and his eyes were still a little red.

Lou Cheng pondered the language and said: "You said that I reacted too much to make you afraid, but this is from instinct, I can't restrain myself, you are so beautiful, in my heart is so tempting, I am full of blood and blood, and I like you so much, even if I don't want to dirty things in my head, many times I can't help but have a physiological reaction, it's not what I want to do, it's not that I just think about taking advantage, I hope you can understand, anyway, I will hold back, I will try to make it go away, and I will respect your wishes." ”

"Really?" Yan Zheke bit his lip, a little curious about the baby's appearance.

Lou Cheng said sincerely: "Really, you can ask your girlfriends." ”

"Hmm. Yan Zheke nodded thoughtfully, "What about the second thing?"

Lou Cheng smiled and said: "Actually, even if you didn't come to the eldest aunt, I think at the last moment, I can bear it, first, I feel that I don't have the ability to shoulder your future life now, and I promised the Queen Mother at the beginning, I always feel that her eyes are watching me from afar, which is quite stressful." ”

"The second is that long-distance relationships are most afraid of suspicion and lack of confidence, I want to show you, even in the face of the most beloved girl, I can restrain myself when no one stops me, not to mention those outside, hehe, bewitching sluts, I hope to give you confidence in this way, so that our feelings can go on forever, uh, will this be too long and too far, and it seems silly?"

Yan Zheke sneered, and his eyes flowed:

"Won't ......"

I like how silly you look, and I like you to think long, far ahead about our future!

She held the cup, slowly drank the brown sugar ginger mother tea, and exhaled, "I feel much more comfortable." ”

"Are you still going out for supper?" Lou Cheng asked.

Yan Zheke pressed his stomach with his right hand, thought for a while, and said:

"Let me take a break. ”

Speaking of this, she pursed her lips and turned her head to look to the side, blushing, and hummed: "You made me so emotional today, punish you for rubbing my stomach for me!"

"Okay!" Lou Cheng was surprised inexplicably.

Yan Zheke took off his shoes and curled up with his back to Lou Cheng, his black hair covering the white pillow.

Lou Cheng gestured, carefully lying on the girl's back, his left hand around his waist, reaching for her abdomen.

At this moment, Yan Zheke snorted in a low voice:

"You're crushing my hair!"

Yes...... Lou Cheng hurriedly raised his upper body and asked the girl to pull her hair over, and then dared to lie down.

His left hand touched Yan Zheke's abdomen, and gently rubbed the softness through the T-shirt.

After rubbing it for a while, Yan Zheke suddenly said softly:

"You can reach in and rub ...... You, your hands are hot......"

Lou Cheng looked at her in amazement, only to see that she was still lying on her side, without looking back, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her ears were red and lovely.

Taking a breath, he carefully lifted the T-shirt and put his hand inside, but the first thing he touched was the feeling of paper.

"What is this?" he subconsciously asked.

Yan Zheke was ashamed and annoyed: "Auntie pants!"

"Huh?" Lou Cheng was confused, he had only heard of his aunt's towel.

"That's it, oops, it's an upgraded version of my aunt's towel, don't be afraid of leakage......" Yan Zheke explained shyly.

Oh, and it's made into a pants-shaped aunt towel...... Lou Cheng suddenly realized, put his hand in a little, touched the girl's lower abdomen, and began to rub it with his heart.

Smelling Yan Zheke's fragrance and rubbing her soft and elastic abdomen, Lou Cheng would inevitably have a little physiological reaction, but he quickly restrained himself, stopped thinking about it, recalled what happened before, and thought about the girl's every word.

Usually Keke is a beautiful girl, gentle on the outside, delicate on the inside, intellectual maturity and cute ignorance are intertwined, but is this the complete her?

No, she was assertive, had a bottom line, courage, and persistence just now, no wonder the Queen Mother said that she was very stubborn in her bones.

And she will think about what kind of language is more appropriate, and will choose the former in effect and tone, compared to the euphemism and subtlety of ordinary girls, she can speak up when she should not be afraid...... No wonder she has rejected so many boys, but there are no scandals and not too many pestering suitors......

Hey, I'm still acting too immature, but fortunately Keke is willing to communicate, instead of always burying it in my heart, and small problems become big problems and trouble.

Rubbing and rubbing, he heard Yan Zheke's breathing become long, and when he looked up, he found that the girl had fallen asleep, and the torture of her menstrual period and the emotional turmoil made her physically and mentally exhausted.

Lou Cheng watched quietly, without any thoughts, in this quiet and warm atmosphere, he also felt a little sleepy, and wanted to synchronize with Yan Zheke's breathing.

Let's sleep for half an hour...... He rubbed and unconsciously closed his eyes.

When he woke up, picked up his mobile phone and saw that the time was approaching, he forcibly pulled himself out of the warm and fragrant quilt, carefully got out of bed, and covered the girl's legs with the quilt.

In this process, he hesitated for a while whether to help Yan Zheke take off his pants, but for fear of being misunderstood, he endured it again, turned off the light in the room, and tiptoed towards the door.

"What time is it?" Suddenly, Yan Zheke, who had lost the warmth behind him, asked in a daze.

Lou Cheng stopped in place, turned around and said, "Soon." ”

Yan Zheke turned on the bedside light, struggled to get up, walked to the suitcase with sleepy eyes, and took out a set of pajamas and a bag of things from it.

Passing by Lou Cheng, when she entered the bathroom, she lowered her head and whispered:

"You're going to sleep here tonight...... I won't be able to sleep tossing back and forth, and, besides, you can continue to rub my belly for me!

Lou Cheng looked over in astonishment, only to see that the girl's face was as red as blood, and she slammed the door of the bathroom shut.

Lou Cheng was stunned, and immediately surged with strong joy, although he couldn't do anything, he always felt very good.

Yan Zheke changed into his aunt's pants, washed his face and brushed his teeth, walked out of the bathroom, didn't dare to look at Lou Cheng, only hummed:

"Go wash it, it stinks!"

Lou Cheng smiled, cleaned himself up after being busy for a while, and when he returned to the room, Yan Zheke had already been lying on his side again, with his back to this side.

Her body was completely buried in the quilt, her black hair was like a cloud pile, setting off the melon seed face very small, and the dim bedside light sprinkled down, making everything so warm.

Lou Cheng held his breath, came to the bedside, hesitated for a while whether to take off his pants, but finally carefully faded off, pulled the quilt opener, and got in.

A burst of aroma hit, he took a breath, lay down stiffly, and then heard the girl hum coquettishly:

"You're holding my hair down!"

This...... Lou Cheng looked confused, how could there be such a thing.

In the future, when voting for the most words spoken by men and women lying in the same bed, if the woman has long hair, I will definitely choose "You pressed my hair"......

He lifted his upper body again, brought Yan Zheke's hair back, then turned off the bedside lamp, lay down on his side, wrapped his left hand, stretched it out to the old position, and continued to rub it before.

The dark fragrance in the quilt attacked people, the girl's pajamas were thin, and the skin was delicate, Lou Cheng reacted uncontrollably, just as he was about to shrink back, Yan Zheke took the initiative to lean into his arms, and was unexpectedly resisted.

"I, I'll hold back, it's instinct......" Sensing the girl's stiffness, Lou Cheng hurriedly explained.

Yan Zheke didn't look back, and said in the bed:

"I believe you ......"

I believe you...... Hearing these four words, Lou Cheng suddenly felt that the previous efforts and efforts were worth it, his eyes were hot, and he rubbed them more carefully.

The two of them talked with each other, and soon, Yan Zheke fell asleep again, Lou Cheng hugged Yuan Shouyi, and then fell asleep.

At half past five in the morning, he woke up naturally, only to see a faint light from the outside, illuminating a little dim, and the delicate body in his arms was soft, and the nose was fragrant and musky, a beautiful picture that was difficult to describe.

He endured the throbbing and left the gentle country with difficulty, afraid of waking the girl, and planned to go back to his room to wash.

At this moment, feeling his departure, Yan Zheke subconsciously turned around, but she pounced, she opened her eyes in a daze, and said slowly: "Are you up?"

"Hmm. Lou Cheng knelt on the edge of the bed, buried her head, and gently pecked her pink lips.

Yan Zheke raised his hands, wrapped his arms around his neck, and muttered, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet......"

Hearing this, Lou Cheng laughed secretly, lowered his head again, parted his lips, and kissed deeply, not stained with lust.

After the kiss, Yan Zheke withdrew his hand and looked at him delicately, pretty, and lazy:

"Remember to buy me a breakfast when you come back~"

"Okay. Lou Cheng agreed with a smile on his face, got dressed, and left the room briskly.

When walking in the dimly lit corridor, he felt unusually satisfied and warm, with an indescribable happiness, and the scene just now seemed to be the picture of his dream a long, long time later:

After getting married, every morning. (To be continued.) )