1745. Chapter 1745 The legendary mother-daughter nature 7
Chapter 1745 The legendary nature of mother and daughter (7)
"It's okay, I just like calling your name," she said with a smile, and then shouted in Chinese, "Fenghao!"
He put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, then hugged her into his arms and said, "Call me Hao!"
She had always called him that before, and he liked that she called him such an intimate name.
"Hao..." Xia Yucheng whispered softly.
"Um!"
"Hao!"
"Um!"
"You are mine."
I know if you are still with me."
"No, Chengcheng..."
"Huh? What did you call me?" She raised her head and looked up at him.
"You are Xia Yucheng. I usually call you Chengcheng. When I love you, I like to call you Xiaoguai. You are not allowed to call you Xiaoguai in front of outsiders."
Her face turned red: "Then you must be disobedient, that's why I said that."
Could she still not understand what the word "pain" in his mouth meant?
"Yes, you are the one who is obedient," Feng Hao squeezed her hand and then pulled her up, "Come on, go up and change clothes, I will take you out for a walk."
"Okay!" Xia Yucheng happily agreed. After all, in her limited memory, there was only the empty desolation and yellow sand and loess in the western part of Country R.
Went upstairs to the cloakroom. The wardrobe was filled with all kinds of clothes and skirts in all colors, except black.
"Never wear black again from now on, I don't like it." Feng Hao hugged her waist from behind and kissed her fair neck.
The delicate daylily flower bloomed quietly under his thin lips.
"Deli Lei..."
Delilei, Hemerocallis flower.
He actually doesn't like this beautiful daylily flower because it represents forgotten love.
"You don't like black?" Xia Yucheng asked.
"I don't like you wearing black clothes," he pulled her to the full-length mirror, "You probably haven't taken a good look at yourself in the past few years."
The black color that once covered her from head to toe would remind him of her indifference and alienation, which would hurt him.
Xia Yucheng looked at herself in the mirror. She once hated that beautiful face, but she never thought that this was the truest version of herself.
Raising her hands, she faced the mirror and touched her forehead, eyes, nose, lips and chin.
Her slender fingers traced her delicate and beautiful facial features over and over again, and she suddenly sighed.
"Is this really me?" There was still doubt in her tone.
"It's really you. Look, you are beautiful. In my eyes, you are the best." He kissed her skin, stroked her body, and felt her trembling gently in his arms.
"Hao..."
"Huh?" He turned her body to face him.
"I will never wear black clothes again..." She couldn't say the next words because Feng Hao blocked her lips.
She felt that the temperature in the cloakroom was rising. She was pressed against the cold dressing mirror by him, and she still felt hot all over.
"Xiao Guai..." Feng Hao shouted in Chinese, with strong desire in his voice, "Give it to me!"
The familiar yet unfamiliar low call seemed to penetrate the walls of time, stimulating every cell and drop of blood in her body.
In the end, she was so dizzy from his kiss that she couldn't speak at all. She could only follow his rhythm and let him do whatever he wanted.