There was even something with a distinctive masculine smell that he sprinkled on his mouth.
Thinking about it now makes me sick.
Bo's mother looked at Jin Yu's expression, but suddenly felt slightly embarrassed. Then she thought about it, most Chinese women are very reserved, and maybe they just can't accept these things.
I can’t be too eager to teach.[
So, he laughed out loud and said he would take her down for dinner.
Jinyu suddenly spoke and shouted: "Mother Bo..."
"Huh?" Bo's mother turned back and looked at her.
Jinyu took a deep breath, then looked left and right, holding on to his clothes, nervously for a long time, and then quietly asked with a bit of curiosity: "Mama Bo, when you and Dad Bo are together, you are like that all the time."
Do these things?”
After saying this, she quickly lowered her head, slightly embarrassed.
When Boqing met her, it was like this...
"Of course not." Bo's mother smiled: "Well, sometimes I refuse, and then he feels sorry for me, so naturally he won't force me to do it. Then I lie on the bed and watch him tossing and turning in discomfort. In fact,
Many times, it's quite funny...men are intemperate. For the sake of his health, sometimes, you still have to force her to be moderate."
Jinyu nodded with a red face, then lowered his head in embarrassment: "I didn't expect that others had prepared such a good gift for him, so I..."
"You mean, you prepared a gift for him?" Bo's mother's eyes lit up.
"Hmm." Jinyu lowered his head in embarrassment, "Well, that's a bit bad. I want to ask you what he likes. I'll buy it for him in the afternoon."
"Then why didn't you take it out yesterday? Where are you now? In the car? I'll ask someone to get it. I'll be happy when I see it when I get off work."
"No, no, as long as you give it to him, he will like it." Bo's mother danced and said, "What did you give him?"
Jinyu thought about the cake he made for a long time before he said sheepishly: "Cake..."
