"Then I also have hands and feet. Don't you always feed me?" Chenxing curled his lips and patted him twice: "Get up quickly. It's not too late to drink this and continue sleeping."
Gu Shaocheng smiled and half-lyed on the bed.
After thinking for a while, his expression looked a little complicated, but he tried hard to restrain himself: "From now on, I will ask you to feed me every day. Let's see if you still have such enthusiasm."
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Of course."
"Well, remember what you said. You are not allowed to go back on your words or despise me when the time comes." Gu Shaocheng opened his mouth as he spoke.
One is responsible for feeding and the other is responsible for eating.
Seeing her so pure and full of vitality, he suddenly felt filled with guilt.
After a long time, he drank all the bowl of tonic soup in his stomach. He grabbed the bowl in Chen Xing's hand and put it on the bedside cabinet. In the next second, he lifted the person and pulled him into his arms.
Wet and hot lips blocked her lips.
He closed his eyes slightly, kissed her deeply, and stroked her back with his slender hands, thinking in his heart: Chenxing, if one day I really can't take care of myself, are you really willing to feed me like this?
Do I eat, drink or have diarrhea?
Not once, not twice, but every day, are you willing to sit through such boring and uninteresting things?
At that time, even if you take good care of me, I can't reward you with a kiss afterwards. Will you still have this sense of happiness?
He wanted to take something from her mouth.
My heart sank little by little.
Will she?
Will you take care of yourself?
Will you resent yourself?
There was a suffocating feeling that made his body tremble little by little.
Suddenly, I really want to propose, I really want her to be with me all my life. When I am helpless, scared, and frightened, I can give myself a hug and a kiss to relax my brain;
But the overwhelming feeling of guilt made him unable to breathe.
Some things are always easy to make up your mind but difficult to do.
After a long time, he stopped the kiss and reluctantly left her lips. Chenxing took two deep breaths. When he raised his head again, his lips were blocked together. Once again, they were captured by him.
Take a breath.
A complicated kiss.
She only felt lingering in it.
Chenxing held his head in both hands and took the initiative to untie his pajamas, but was held down by him. He didn't want to do morning lessons, he just wanted to kiss her like this, with slightly wet palms and hers.
Fingers intertwined.
He liked this little gesture very much.
"Chenxing, I want to marry you."
The moment their lips separated again, the words in his heart blurted out. He wanted to marry her, but he was afraid that if he didn't marry her, he would not be able to do such a simple act as kneeling down to propose in the future. He was even more afraid of agreeing to her wedding and even giving it to her with his own hands.
She doesn't even have the ability to wear the ring.
He was afraid that he would not be able to control his body like last night.
This is such a beautiful sentence. As he said it and listened to it, he felt that the girl in front of him was not happy. It was a kind of selfishness and cruelty, and it was given by him.
Chenxing thought he was hearing hallucinations and wasn't sure what he was hearing, so he asked, "What did you say?"
"I said, I want to marry you and make you my wife."