Chapter 593： Like this little fairy, it is already a reality that cannot be escaped

Song Chulang couldn't help but burst her chest and pulled her up.

The two left the show halfway through without even watching the movie.

After picking up the car, Song Chulang stepped on the accelerator with a kick, and he rarely drove the car. This was related to his calm temperament, but tonight, I felt that countless ants in the body were biting again, and just wanted to get home a little faster.

After entering the house, the lights were too late.

The bright moonlight on Xia Ye paved a small piece of streamer on the ground, and Song Chulang kissed Lu Qing's lips in that streamer, and her lips were bright and full, all of which were deeply bewitching her.

The two were like twined vines, entangled and unable to separate.

The clothes were messy on the carpet, and Song Chulang could not wait to enter the room, hugging her on the sofa.

He felt crazy and wanted this woman so much more than ever before.

But he knew that he was pregnant, and he could only be desperate forbearance and not be too crazy.

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After the end, Lu Qingmao stumbled and found that she had been sleeping downstairs in bed for the past few days, her lips were sore and painful, but Song Chulang had not let go of her trend.

She was a little funny, holding up his face, and the voice was husky after tiredness, "Uncle, it's impossible, it's not good for the baby."

"I know," Song Chulang shook her hand in pain, "help me."

Lu Qingxi blushed, but his mouth twitched, "Uncle, didn't you disdain this kind of thing before, and said that I always seduce you?"

"It's not you who seduce me tonight", Song Chulang gritted his teeth, thinking that he had lost control just now, and his face became red, and he became almost like himself.

"So, I won't touch you," Lu Qing said, leaning over and pretending to be cold.

Song Chulang pulled her uncomfortably, holding her hand and refused to let it go. A pair of dark eyes looked at her, her expressions were tangled, her lips squirmed, and finally two words were spit out in her throat, "quickly."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows and raised his arms, grabbing his shoulders, "Uncle, don't you admit it, you like me".

Song Chulang was silent, but frowned tightly.

Lu Qingxi sighed, "You may always feel that I am entangled with you on the cruise ship, I seduce you, I will not control myself, I will become pregnant, you may want to marry me is to me Responsible, but have you deceived your mind and body? Did n’t your heart move in the cinema just now, otherwise why did you kiss me so hard, if only later because I said something I wanted, Will you be so out of control that you do n’t even watch the movie, just take me back, do n’t even wait to be in the room for a while, would it be so strong if you just need to occupy your body, if you are not a person without control, You do n’t like me, you wo n’t treat me like this. If you do n’t believe me, you can go outside and look for another woman now. Try it, will you be so uncontrollable? ”

Song Chulang's pupil moved fiercely. These words, she didn't need to say tonight, he already felt it.

Although she was stingy in the cinema tonight, but what she said made his heart beat fast, he didn't feel it, as if the blood deposited in his body was moving actively.

Moreover, there has never been such a strong movement against Yun Yang before.

No, or that Yun Yang never said such a thing to him, he couldn't feel the heart beating fast, and some just had depressed heartache.

Like Yun Yang is like struggling in the bitter sea, and met her, as if standing on the edge of the volcano, will fall into it at any time and be melted by the magma.

He just has been reluctant to admit that he will fall in love with her so easily.

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He also thought that he would never forget Yun Yang, but he found that he was forgetting even when he was in Yun Yang's heart.

"Uncle, you like me, admit it." Lu Qingpu stepped forward, kissed his thin lips, and put his hands on him as he wished.

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After the two came out of the shower, Lu Qingxi lay tiredly on the bed, and Song Chulang followed.

Lu Qing kicked him politely, "You go back upstairs to sleep."

Song Chulang remained motionless, "Don't make trouble, it's late."

Lu Qingxuan sat up and pushed him, "Who made a noise, said to sleep in separate rooms."

Song Chulang frowned frantically. Now he doesn't want to sleep in separate rooms. "You can touch it in the morning, I don't care."

"I have the so-called", Lu Qingpu stood up and said: "If you do not want to leave, then I will go upstairs to sleep, and leave it here for you."

Song Chulang gritted his teeth in annoyance. If she didn't stay, what's the point of sleeping upstairs and downstairs.

"There is another way, unless you admit that you like me", Lu Qingshou smiled his hand over his chin, "If you feel embarrassed, I ask you, you can nod your head."

Song Chulang sat on the bed, his face turned red for a while and then turned blue.

This woman, he was so obvious just now, is it necessary to ask again.

"do you like me"? Lu Qingxi grabbed his neck.

Song Chulang was embarrassed, and his lips were like spreading all-purpose glue. It was hard to open.

The thought of admitting to her that you don't mean admitting that you have finally been confused by this goblin.

"No response, let me go now." Lu Qingxi let go of him and went to the bed to wear shoes.

Song Chulang grabbed her hand, glared at her, and nodded Yingting's face.

Lu Qing chuckled in joy, and in front of him, Jiao Didi said: "Really like me"?

Song Chulang looked unnaturally, "Did you just nod just now?"

"Then do I want you to nod your head again?" Lu Qingxi held him from the front.

Song Chulang coughed twice and nodded again.

Falling in love with this little fairy is a reality that can't be avoided.

Lu Qingxi happily held his face and kissed him again and again, "Uncle, someday I will wait until you say you love me".

"Sleep," Song Chulang avoided her sight and helped her lie down.

The word "love" was too heavy for him. As for "like", it had exceeded his own expectations.