Chapter 6

I suddenly wanted to play a prank, held up his face and asked him, "who is good for me and the main course?"

"You." Without thinking, he still has an innocent smile on his face. People who don't know his style will really mistakenly think he is a pure virgin.

To tell the truth, I was really excited for a second, but I can't believe what men say, especially a man who wants to fuck you.

I teased him, "it's like you've been to her."

He smiled and said, "it's like I've never been to her."

I'm speechless. He served the main course, too? "Why did you fuck her?"

Instead of answering me immediately, he picked me up and threw me on the living room sofa.

"Hello." I was a little flustered and closed my legs to hold him apart.

He did a good job. He put his hand into them and pushed them gently. The whole person immediately squeezed in. I was going to block his leg, but it was stuck on his waist.

This posture should be ambiguous. If Xiao Lelin sees it, he will be angry enough to spit blood.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt great.

He leaned down and began to unbutton my clothes. He asked me, "did you just miss me? I sneezed all day today."

I grabbed his hand, a little annoyed: "that's your cold."

While I was not paying attention, his hand quickly broke away from me. He didn't bother to untie the buttons. He directly inserted them into the gap between the buttons and rubbed them a few times.

"Lie, you miss me."

I... can't deny it.

When he saw that I didn't speak, it was estimated that when I acquiesced to the "giggle", my warm lips covered up, and my hard body pressed down, so that I could hardly breathe.

I was blocked by him and vaguely issued a few syllables: "wait, wait, I'm hungry, eat first."

He was not relaxed: "I will feed you."

Me: "I'm so hungry."

He also said sincerely, "I'm hungry, little cow. You just want me to drink."

Small, milk, cow!

I was defeated by his little cow. I really lay still and let him milk two mouthfuls.

He seemed quite satisfied. He looked up at me and smiled with great satisfaction. It was as sweet as white rabbit milk candy. It could melt as soon as the wind blew.

When I got up to cook, he seemed to know that I could only cook sweet and sour tenderloin, rubbed me and spoiled me: "little sister, I want to eat sweet and sour tenderloin."

Look at him. I'm a little cow. He's a little milk cat.

When I turned in the kitchen, he stood at the door and looked happily. When I stopped, a pair of thick arms immediately circled from the back.

He put his chin against my head: "did you put sugar in your sweet and sour tenderloin?"

Me: "let it go, what's the matter?"

I also thought about him. Isn't there nothing to talk about? There's no sugar in sweet and sour tenderloin. As a result, he said lightly: "no, I don't like sweet."

I was speechless: "do you still eat sweet and sour tenderloin?"

He shrugged: "if you like it, I like it."

I should have been speechless, but I actually smiled, so tonight we had a sweet and sour tenderloin without sugar.

The only drawback is that it tastes worse than expected. I didn't move my chopsticks after holding a small piece of minced meat. Then I watched him eat it with relish.

For a quarter of an hour I even wondered if there was something wrong with his taste.

As a result, he wiped his mouth and said, "it's still delicious for small cows."

Me:

He asked me, "why don't you eat? Aren't you very hungry?"

I squeezed out a reluctant smile: "you're so beautiful. I'm feeling full of water."

After hearing this, he smiled directly, bent his eyes and said, "goblin".

Then he leaned over from the table and kissed me

I instinctively hid back, but the back of my head was firmly imprisoned by him, deepening the kiss.

Then an unsweetened sweet and sour tenderloin flavor stirred in his mouth with his smooth and clever tongue. He had good kissing skills and firmly gained the upper hand in the game. He beat me into a rout in twos and threes.