But it was due to lack of experience that after a long time of untying, Su Zhiyu's belt was finally tied into a tight knot. Su Zhiyu tried his best to hold back his laughter. It seemed that even if Xiao Feifei had a boyfriend in the future, it would definitely be a pain.
The momentum he had just been so vigorously weakened by half in an instant, and Su Zhiyu looked at him calmly. Ling Zhenfei's eyes suddenly sank, and he exerted force on his hand, only to hear a click. The clothes that were still intact just now were suddenly torn into pieces like a piece of cabbage.
Su Zhiyu felt a pain in her ears when she heard it. This was a piece of clothing she had fought off many mothers and aunties to get during a sale, and yet she died in such a glorious way.
Ling Zhenfei smiled proudly with his hands on his hips, "Hahahaha, how can a piece of clothing trouble me!" As he said this, he stretched out his hand to pull Su Zhiyu's bellyband again. Su Zhiyu was a little panicked now, and put his hands in front of him, but was blocked by Ling Zhenfei.
He held it with only one hand and pressed it on the top of his head.
"Ling Zhenfei! Stop it!" Su Zhiyu shouted. Ling Zhenfei paused, but then continued to attack the city. His eyes were reddish, and he looked quite scary in the weak moonlight.
"Yu'er, after tonight you will be mine. I swear, I will never be separated from you in this life." Like a nightmare, Ling Zhenfei murmured and kept moving his hands. He was familiar with it.
With his breath blowing on his face, Su Zhiyu finally couldn't help but struggle. It was this struggle that stimulated Ling Zhenfei, and his hand became stronger. Su Zhiyu suddenly hugged his arm and bit him hard.
Ling Zhenfei snorted and suddenly trembled. Then he heard a clear cry from behind. Both of them paused, and then stood up at the same time. Su Zhiyu ran over and hugged Lele, "Lele, don't you?"
It’s okay to cry.”
Ling Zhenfei's hand touched a hard object on the bed, and he picked it up and took a look. It turned out to be the rattle he bought for Lele. The cradle was some distance away, and Lele was able to throw the rattle over, but he didn't know how to use it.
How much strength. Recalling what he did just now, Ling Zhenfei suddenly regretted it. He hurriedly walked over and said to Su Zhiyu, "Yu'er, I'm sorry. I just——"
Before he finished speaking, Lele was heard crying and saying, "Bad guy! Feifei is bad!" A small hand stretched out to hit him. Naturally, a baby's strength is not great, but this hit on Ling Zhenfei's body shocked him.
It hurts. If Lele is like this, how will Su Zhiyu miss him?
Su Zhiyu hugged Lele and coaxed her while saying to Ling Zhenfei, "I'll just pretend that nothing happened tonight. You can go."
"I - I didn't mean it. I don't know what happened to me. Suddenly...well..." Ling Zhenfei looked at Su Zhiyu and saw that she was ignoring him. He knew that she must be angry too. He said in a hoarse voice, "
I'm going back first, sister, take a rest early." After that, he turned and left.
Su Zhiyu looked at Ling Zhenfei's retreating back and sighed softly. She was not angry with Ling Zhenfei, but she blamed herself. She had always treated him as a child and could do whatever he wanted. Even what he did to her
Like it, she turned a blind eye. She thought that a child would grow up one day, so she kept him by her side with peace of mind.
But she doesn't know that some feelings will slowly ferment and deepen, instead of just fading away...