His chin rested affectionately on her shoulder, and his warm breath blew on her neck in waves.
Su Wanqing's eyes were gleaming, like autumn water in March, indescribably dense. This was the most delicious tea she had ever drunk.
He forgave her and was as gentle to her as before. It was really good. No matter how high the price was, it was worth it.
"Okay, let me down, I want to try your cooking."
"No, just sit like this and I'll feed you." Luo Xichen held her slender waist firmly, not letting her move at all, leaving one hand free to pick up vegetables for her to eat.
Su Wanqing looked a little shy. Although she was embarrassed, she accepted it with her mouth open.
God really favored her.
Gave her such a heartwarming last page.
"It's delicious." The dream-like black eyes of glazed glass were covered with a faint layer of twilight mist.
"If it tastes good, eat more." Luo Xichen's voice was very gentle, "You are not in good health now. From now on, I will cook it for you every day. I can learn slowly."
"Okay..." Her voice began to choke.
But he didn't seem to notice, and continued: "Wan Qing, I'm sorry, I'm really happy that you can forgive me. From now on, we will be together every day and never be separated."
He didn't say a word, but her heart felt warm and sweet.
She couldn't cry. How could she cry at this time? She should be smiling.
Su Wanqing suddenly remembered the beautiful fireworks she saw at the beach at night, brilliant and fleeting.
"Okay, never separate." She turned around and looked at him with a smile.
Luo Xichen smiled, her crystal clear pupils reflected her shadow.
"Xichen——" She moved her lips slightly and called his name, like a seductive siren.
Luo Xichen's heart trembled violently. Looking at her beautiful face and the seductive posture sitting across his lap, fire gradually filled her eyes.
She raised her head slightly, her red lips gently brushed against his, and then quickly left. One hand quietly wrapped around his narrow waist.
The fire in his eyes was even stronger. When did she learn this, teasing a man in a way that would welcome him in return. Luo Xichen bowed his head and captured her lips.
A compassionate and passionate kiss, a wet kiss between lovers.
Su Wanqing's soul felt a huge tremor, and finally... came back.
Soon, the hot kiss spread from her lips to her slender neck. He attached himself to her ear and said in a very hoarse and sexy voice: "Give it to me, okay?"
Feeling his strong and hot breath, Su Wanqing's eyes became blurred, and the corners of her lips raised a strange arc, saying: "If I say no, will you stop?"
"Of course." Luo Xichen's eyes burning with ice blue flames were full of sincerity, "As long as it is what you want, I will help you get it; similarly, as long as you don't want it, I will not do it.
"
"Then -" Su Wanqing hugged his body tightly, leaned against his ear, and said in a very soft voice, "Can you be gentler?"
Luo Xichen lowered his head, staring at her with his ice-blue eyes, his longing eyes like an undead in the darkness longing for the warm sunshine.
"Okay." He moved his thin lips slightly, then picked her up, went up the stairs, kicked open the door to her room, and then placed her gently and delicately on the soft big bed.