Chapter 590: Self-knowledge of whether you are warm or not: Mom, do you love me or not?
Mom! That’s great, such a comforting word
All morning, I was like a child who got candy, cleaning happily, and I made the small living room and two rooms look brand new.
"Huha..." I took off my apron and stood on the balcony and took a deep breath facing the sunshine. The sunshine was so beautiful, but I didn't know how long it would last.
Yan Yeyi left again. He was always so self-centered. Looking at the soap bubbles bursting one by one on the balcony, his rosy cheeks seemed to still have the shyness of a girl.
Last night, we...even though we didn't do anything, when we thought about each other's skin tightly touching each other between the sheets, our heartbeats were still beating excitedly.
Yan Yeyi, with such soft care, stood in front of the mirror and looked at her front area that had been caressed by him.
Isn't it very small? It seems that there is a little bit of it. Then... do men like women with voluptuous breasts?
"Stop thinking about spring, do what you want to do!" I don't know when my mother was standing behind me, raised her hand, and slapped me on the head rudely.
"What, does it hurt?"
"Mom, do you love me?" I touched my little head in displeasure, secretly glanced at my mother who was applying a facial mask, and then held her arm and shook her.
She pouted coquettishly. After ten years, I can finally call her mom again.
"Don't make trouble, go and get my son-in-law back, you have to love him well." My mother shook me off, told me seriously, and sat leisurely on the couch to bask in the sun.
Really, why are you helping that guy like that? I don’t know how good he is to me.
It seems difficult to love him well
In this case, let’s understand some things before
"Okay! I'll go out first, Ah Fu, don't bully me." I left a message for my mother. I turned around and walked into the room. For the first time, in such a neat little nest, it seemed that there was still Yan Yeyi's breath.
I just changed into a set of clothes, old pencil pants and a simple black and white plaid shirt. The weather wasn't cold, so I just dressed casually.
After tidying up Yirong, I turned around and was about to walk out of the room when a piece of pink paper on the counter caught my eye.
"Selfishness is the way I love you." On the pink note, a simple horizontal line of words was so gorgeous that it made me feel strange. Was this written by Yan Yeyi? Why didn't I understand it?
He curled his lips, threw the note on the table, and walked out of the door.