Situ Chenjue didn't notice her wrongness and kissed her on the forehead lovingly: "What? Are you unhappy with a new phone? Or do you don't like this photo?"
"No, no...it's just...it's just don't know you're still saving."
Huanyan looked at her sister's face and felt that her sister's eyes seemed to be complaining about herself.
"Of course I keep it. This is our wedding photo! I like this photo and you look pure!"
"Oh." No matter how pure you are, you are not yourself.
"When will we take another photo on our wedding anniversary? Where do we want to take photos? Switzerland? Spain?"
"Okay..." Huanyan suddenly lost all her interest and was a little depressed.
This was quickly discovered by Situ Chenjue sensitively.
"What's wrong?"
"No, I just think you... gave me too many gifts."
"You ungrateful little thing, the gift represents a lot of thought. Do you understand? Every time Jasmine gets a new phone, she jumps and screams, saying that her dad is the best dad in the world!
A woman like you is so hard to serve and not satisfied!”
Huanyan smiled bitterly. He compared himself to a seven-year-old girl, and I really don’t know what to say!
She gently pressed the lock screen key and watched her sister's face disappear from her sight before she calmed down.
He gently kissed Situ Chenjue on the forehead: "Thank you husband!"
Although this kiss was just out of his request, this was the second time he took the initiative to kiss him.
The first time was just now.
...I seem to be more and more able to play a woman who loves her husband deeply.
She really didn't know whether it was a good thing or a sad thing.
If possible, she is unwilling to use love as a bargaining chip, which is a blasphemy of love.
But, she had to do so.
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Situ Chenjue seemed to notice that she was hesitating to kiss her. He hugged her slender waist with his big hand and pressed her against the window.
Her hair was flying in the wind, and then Situ Chenjue opened her lips arrogantly and tangled with her lips and teeth.
Huanyan originally thought he would kiss as arrogantly as usual, but she didn't expect that this time he kissed him very gently.
Perhaps the air in the field purified his beastly blood, and he gently licked her lips, wrapping the tip of her lilac tongue.
Patient and rhythmic, it seems to taste good chocolate.
Then, the kiss passed through her chin and collarbone and came to her chest...
"Hey! Hey, don't! Itchy!"
It's not dark yet, and Huanyan doesn't want to make him feel anything again.
After all, he had only been tossed for a while in the morning, and he hasn't completely recovered yet!
"Don't worry, I don't have time to eat you now! I'm measuring whether you've lost weight!"
"Ah?" Huanyan was stunned: "Is there anyone who tested this way?"
"Of course there is! My husband's tongue is the best weight scale!" Situ Chenjue said without saying anything, sucking and licking, and after a while, he spoke hatefully: "Ye Xiaoyu, why did you make yourself thin like this? Others see
I thought I treated you badly and abused you!"
"I... am I thin?" Huanyan didn't know either. She didn't even look at the mirror recently.
Whenever she looks in the mirror, she subconsciously thinks of her sister's face.
"Of course, you have lost weight! You have lost at least four kilograms!" Situ Chenjue pointed to her chest and said unhappily: "Even there is shrinkage here!"