It seems that, just as he speculated, they are not her biological parents.
Thinking of this, Luo Jun felt distressed again.
She lost her parents when she was born. How did she survive after so many years?!
Chu Xiaochen walked in with the washed fruits on display, "What are you looking at?"
"Photo album, do you mind?" Luo Jun raised the photo album in his hand.
"It doesn't matter." Chu Xiaochen smiled, "It's full of Lele's photos."
"Where's yours?!" Luo Jun put down the photo album in his hand. He wasn't too interested in other people, "Why can't I see the photos of you when you were a child?"
"I...I don't like taking pictures." Chu Xiaochen put the fruit plate on the table, then took his shirt in, spread it on the ironing board, and took out the iron.
Walking to her side, Luo Jun hugged her from behind again, "Can't you stay with me for a while?!"
"I... wasn't I afraid that you wouldn't have anything to wear?" Chu Xiaochen whispered.
Turning her face to face him, Luo Jun lowered his face and said, "Because I came back early, I don't need any clothes from now until the dinner."
Seeing him approaching her face, Chu Xiaochen suddenly raised her palm and pressed it against his chest, "Wait a moment."
Luo Jun stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I..." Chu Xiaochen's face turned red, "I... haven't taken a shower yet."
"Fool!" Luo Jun lowered his head and kissed her lips, "I don't mind."
If she wanted to say anything more, his lips had already covered hers. Without any gentle prelude, his lips and teeth invaded her teeth domineeringly, occupying her lips and tongue unceremoniously.
He had been waiting for her for more than an hour from the first time he saw her until now, and he really couldn't wait any longer.
The iron fell to the floor, the ironing board was tilted, and the shirt slipped off...
She subconsciously wanted to look behind her, but he didn't give her a chance. He just gasped and kissed her neck, pulled her palm over and placed it on his chest, giving vague orders at the same time.
"Touch me!"
Under the palm of his hand, his chest was smooth and strong.
At first, she just followed orders, but later, her movements became completely instinctive.
His back was pressed against the wall, and the clothes on his body had already been torn apart by him. Chu Xiaochen felt like a fish in a frying pan, very hot.
…
…
"Say you want me, Chu Xiaochen!"
His voice rang in my ears, as evil as the song of a siren.
This domineering Luo Jun not only wants her, but also wants her to want him.
Opening her eyes and looking at his handsome face in front of her, Chu Xiaochen raised her palms, gently held his handsome side face, and gasped.
"Luo Jun, I want you!"
"Be good!" Luo Jun smiled with satisfaction, hugged her again, and took her unceremoniously, "Now, I am yours, and you are mine!"
…
…
Chu Xiaochen never knew that his body could be so soft.
From the living room to her small bedroom, from the bottom of the bed to the top of the bed... she was like a soft ball of dough, letting him knead it.
When he finally let her go and hugged him tightly on her little bed, she felt as if she had been torn apart and reassembled, and every part of her body was sore.
So tired, so tired.
She lowered her eyes, feeling drowsy.
"Xiaochen?"
His voice rang in my ears.
She reluctantly gave a slight mercy, but did not open her eyes.
