In the past, he liked her intelligence, bravery and tenacity the most, but now he prefers the passionate and fiery side she showed to him after she faded away from her cold appearance. Ice is her and fire is her.
He Bing raised her little hand, hugged his neck, and whispered, "Xiao Cheng, it's already very late now, don't you want to go back?"
If he stayed again, he would spend the night at her place.
Xiao Cheng looked at her, "Then do you want me to stay?"
"Yes." He Bing answered him without any pretense.
Xiao Cheng raised his thin lips and kissed her face again.
He Bing shyly pulled the quilt over and turned over while hugging him, "You are only allowed to kiss me. Can't I kiss you? I want to kiss you too."
After a while, Xiao Cheng pressed her back again, and the two of them rolled from one side of the bed to the other.
...
I don't know how long it took, but a series of melodious cell phone ringtones rang in the room, and Xiao Cheng's cell phone on the bed cabinet rang.
The call came.
Xiao Cheng reached out his hand from under the quilt and pressed the button to answer the call. Mr. Xiao's voice came over immediately, "Hello, Acheng."
Hearing Mr. Xiao's voice, He Bing's heart tightened, and she quickly raised her hand to touch Xiao Cheng's chest.
Sensing her alertness and nervousness, Xiao Cheng put the phone next to the pillow, then lowered his head and kissed her eyes. He said casually, "Old man."
"Acheng, the leader and I are already getting on the plane. We will fly to your place tomorrow. I don't know what's going on but I always feel uneasy. So you have to make sure that everything is perfect and nothing can go wrong at all." Mr. Xiao.
warned.
"I know, don't worry." Xiao Cheng responded.
"By the way, where's Tingting? Let Tingting say a word to me."
Mr. Xiao suddenly mentioned Xiao Tingting. He Bing immediately opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Cheng. What did he mean - what should I do?
Xiao Cheng didn't panic at all. He held He Bing's little hand, slipped into her delicate white fingers, and clasped tightly with her, and then he suddenly hurt her.
He Bing frowned, her face was so red that she could bleed. The big bed made an ambiguous "squeaking" sound. She opened her mouth and let out a low cry.
"Hahaha," Mr. Xiao laughed with satisfaction, "It seems that I, an old man, made the call at the wrong time and disturbed your married life. Very good, Acheng, you have to work harder to get Tingting to help you earlier.
Give birth to a son."
Mr. Xiao hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Xiao Cheng looked at the girl. There was an unspeakable tacit understanding between them. As long as he made a look or a move, she could follow his footsteps, know what he wanted to do, and then cooperate with him perfectly.
Xiao Cheng kissed her on the forehead, smiled low and hoarsely, and whispered to her in a voice that only two people could hear, "So you can scream, you sound so nice."
He Bing's fist landed on his shoulder. One blow was not enough, and he hit him many times in succession.
...
Xiao Cheng got out of bed first, with his shirt hanging loosely on his body and his black trousers casually buttoned around his waist. He entered the shower room, poured a basin of hot water, and wiped He Bing's body with a towel.
He Bing was lying on the bed, not even having the strength to raise his eyes.
After wiping, Xiao Cheng took a white shirt of his and put it on her. He turned his fingers and buttoned the buttons for her. He reached out to brush away the few strands of hair that were wrapped around her face. He said in a low voice,
"Bingbing, I remembered that I didn't use safety measures."
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