If Su Mianhuan is surprised by Ji Yisheng's change, Ji Yisheng is more and more unnatural in Su Mianhuan's anger and coquetry.
I grew up in Yu's family.
In the face of Yu Qin's education, they all accepted the same dogma. Even when they married Chen Mengjie, they followed the rules. It seemed that they had never faced such pettiness and anger, and they had no choice for a moment.
Even the ears are a little red.
It seems that before facing Su Mianhuan deliberately coquetry, Ji Yisheng can turn a blind eye, face expressionless face Su Mianhuan, looking at her disappointment again and again.
And really with Su Mianhuan together, but embarrassed people become themselves.
Su Mianhuan also found out.
The smile in her eyes and eyebrows became more obvious.
After seeing Ji Yisheng give himself the scalding medicine, Su Mianhuan takes the initiative to hold Ji Yisheng's thin waist and looks at him with eyes: "Ji Yisheng, I find you are shy?"
It seems to be a question, but it is a clear affirmative.
Ji Yisheng coughed softly and pushed Su Mianhuan away: "you don't hurt now, do you?"
In the moment of pushing away, Su Mianhuan entangled: "it hurts, it hurts to death. I can't do the dishes later. I can't be a good wife and mother. "
"I wash it." Ji Yisheng's words are simple and shocking.
In this almost ambiguous atmosphere, Ji Yisheng's first reaction is to break free from this atmosphere. Obviously, he gives Su Mianhuan the opportunity to indulge, and Su Mianhuan knows how to go up with the trend.
Just slightly to open the figure, in the next moment, has been Su Mianhuan entangled up.
Two people stick very close, the little girl's fresh taste, mixed with the aroma of food, some provocative into Ji Yisheng's nose, unspeakable feeling.
"Ask you, are you shy?" Su Mianhuan asked Ji Yisheng again.
Ji Yisheng looked at Su Mianhuan: "No."
Su Mianhuan nodded: "OK, if you say no, then no."
Ji Yisheng hasn't had time to ease up yet. Su Mianhuan's words have come quickly again. Her long eyelashes blink. There is a trace of cunning in her beautiful big eyes: "then ask me again what you asked me before. I didn't hear you clearly just now."
There's no sense of concession at all.
Ji Yisheng looks at Su Mianhuan, and his strong hand has unconsciously buckled Su Mianhuan's waist.
She doesn't look at Yingying's waist. She doesn't know whether she wants to push Su Mianhuan away, or whether she wants to stick it so intimately.
Su Mianhuan seems to be addicted to teasing: "Ji Yisheng, I ask you something, why don't you talk."
Ji Yisheng's tone can not be said to be evasive or casual: "what did you say just now?"
"You..." Su Mianhuan was taken for a while, saw the problem so lost to come back, a face of sullen, "forget it, wooden fish head, don't care about you."
Before the words, Ji Yisheng said when it seems inconceivable.
Now everything is just teasing Ji Yisheng, Su Mianhuan didn't really think Ji Yisheng would say to himself again.
But Ji Yisheng was made to laugh by Su Mianhuan's action.
Su Mianhuan was not reconciled: "if I ask you something, you don't say it. You still smile now. What are you laughing at! I didn't know you were so bad before! He looks serious and doesn't know how dark he is in his heart! "
Su Mianhuan is talking.
And then——
Her voice was completely engulfed in the kiss.
The petite and slender body was directly raised by Ji Yisheng and sat on the stage of Liuli.
This kiss is hot and intimate.
Su Mianhuan's hand released Ji Yisheng and grasped the edge of Liuli platform tightly.
Ji Yisheng doesn't mind. He approaches step by step and forces Su Mianhuan to the point where there is no way back.
Ji Yisheng is very tall. Even if Su Mianhuan sits on the stage of Liuli, this person can still confine Su Mianhuan in her own sphere of influence, without giving her any space to escape.
In such a kiss, Su Mianhuan's breathing has become more and more difficult.
Even a little out of breath.
When the last trace of air was evacuated, Su Mianhuan pushed Ji Yisheng away: "Ji Yisheng, I can't breathe."
Ji Yisheng chuckled, and his thin lip stuck to Su Mianhuan's ear: "it was not very artificial before, but not in a moment?"
Su Mianhuan
Some angry, but also a face of sweet appearance, so hard stare at Ji Yisheng.
Su Mianhuan's brain turns fast, thinking about how to take back his initiative, but this person's low voice can't be clearer in Su Mianhuan's mind.
"Su Mianhuan, be my girlfriend, eh?" Ji Yisheng repeated the previous question.
Su Mianhuan looks at Ji Yisheng in a daze.
Ji Yisheng's face has already been lifted up, Mou Guang has not changed at all: "if you don't answer, that's ok?"
When the voice fell, the man's eyebrows and eyes had been raised. Su Mianhuan was completely worried: "who said I didn't want to, I didn't answer. Can't you just give me a little time? I want face, too! "
Such a quick roar in exchange for Ji Yisheng's low laughter.
Although Ji Yisheng has never been in love, it's reasonable to marry Chen Mengjie, but it doesn't mean that Ji Yisheng doesn't know the shyness and evasion of girls.
But this person is not su Mianhuan.
Su Mianhuan will hide from anyone and show a indifferent face.
Only in the face of his own hand, Su Mianhuan didn't even bother to cover up that little emotion. He clearly showed himself in front of him, hoping to let him know his every reaction clearly.
How could Ji Yisheng not like such a little girl.
In Su Mianhuan's approaching step by step, Ji Yisheng finally had to give up his arms and surrender, and there was no other way out.
Know not suitable, but also happy with Su Mianhuan sink together.
"You still laugh!" Su Mianhuan is more anxious.
In Su Mianhuan's protest, Ji Yisheng stopped laughing.
But Ji Yisheng's smile couldn't disperse. He patted Su Mianhuan's ass: "OK, you go out first, I'll deal with the soup."
"Hum." Su Mianhuan struggled, "this meal is made by me. Don't think you can take credit for it."
Ji Yisheng shakes his head and looks helpless and indulgent.
Looking at Su Mianhuan's appearance, Ji Yisheng leans forward and kisses again.
Su Mianhuan was kissing, looking at another serious man in front of him, blushing.