"Lucifer likes to gently flick my forehead or rub my head before kissing me." Mechelle slowly opened her eyes, her green eyes flashing with a strange light, "I am very
I like him doing this to me."
No... don't say it, please don't say it.
Su Wanqing felt that she was on the verge of collapse. Her vision was blurry, leaving only Mechelle's proud face and victorious smile.
"I wonder how Brother Junyu treats my sister? My sister is so beautiful. She must have had many other boyfriends before. Have you ever tried H?"
Su Wanqing's heart was trampled under the feet of this seemingly harmless blonde and blue-eyed girl with ten-inch high heels. After being crushed, she was trampled into pulp. But she herself was helpless and couldn't even make a sound.
.
"Qingqing!"
Just when she was at her most desperate, a steady and loud voice broke the black haze surrounding her.
"Qingqing, why do you look like you're about to faint? I told you not to force yourself to come over if you feel uncomfortable. You kid, it's true." As he said that, Luo Mingxuan suddenly appeared and strode forward, holding Su
Wan Qing took her in her arms and hugged her sideways.
Mechelle's face turned pale and her voice was a little out of tune: "Luo...Uncle Luo, why did you run into the women's room?"
Luo Mingxuan looked directly at the smart woman in front of him, his eyes as wide as the ocean surged with waves, and he smiled a little dryly: "I'm worried about my daughter, she is not in good health, Miss Mechelle, go back quickly, it's been a long time
, your father should be worried about you."
His gaze was like that of the ferocious king of beasts. Just one glance made her feel cold all over.
Mechelle thought that her future father-in-law might have heard what she said to Su Wanqing before, and her face turned even paler, and she turned around and ran away in embarrassment.
Thank you to everyone who has been reading this. I have been very disappointed recently. Maybe my writing is not good and my ideas may not appeal to you, but I have worked really hard. For a handicapped person like me, I can achieve a stable seven to eight thousand words a day.
I was a little surprised when I updated it. There were no comments before, so I was looking forward to some comments. I even thought that even bad comments would be fine, at least it proves that someone is reading. Finally, there are comments now, such as the one that often appears: "Boring, rubbish".
It’s so uncomfortable to look at, and I can’t even eat. The article I wrote is like the child I raised. Even if it’s really ugly, I don’t want people to say it too explicitly. Can you please soften it and tell me, I will correct it. You really can’t stand it.
Yes, you can just delete the collection or whatever. Don’t say rubbish here and then walk away. I felt uncomfortable, and then I lost my train of thought and couldn’t write anymore.
Regarding the male protagonist, I can only talk about growth and change. I can also write a story about cheating and progress, but I want to keep a little bit of my own style. As for the lack of explicit scenes, I don’t think people will read the book sincerely.
Just come for those chapters, and there is enough plot to foreshadow a kiss and enough to climax, rather than just relying on a certain type of text.