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Emei frowned lightly on Baiyu's flawless little face, and under the stern face, she let out a forceful aura, she was really beautiful!

Masochism!

Lu Chen looked at the ceiling and sighed to himself, it's fine if he likes women|up|men|down when he's doing it, even every time Xia Jiaoyang gets angry, he feels... so beautiful.

Forget it, why do you force her? Anyway, the future is long, as long as she is still in his hands, he will have plenty of time to play with her slowly.

"No opinion, absolutely no opinion."

Lu Chen pretended to be cowardly and nodded. He felt that what Xia Jiaoyang said was right, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes. Before Xia Jiaoyang had time to react, he dragged him over and pressed him down, "This The next time you're drunk, you'll be more charming, huh?"

……

It was already late at night when he came out of the bathroom, Xia Jiaoyang's limbs were weak, and he lay limply on Lu Chen's body, drowsy.Lu Chen, who was full of food and drink, leaned against the head of the bed, wrapped the quilt around Xia Jiaoyang, inserted his rough fingers into Xia Jiaoyang's waterfall-like curly hair, and caressed him back and forth.

"Don't sleep, chat with me for a while, eh?" Lu Chen lovingly kissed Xia Jiaoyang's forehead, coaxing him warmly.

"...No, I'm so sleepy."

After a while, Xia Jiaoyang muttered softly.

Lu Chen smiled lowly, he didn't want her to sleep when he was happy, curled her long hair with his fingers, and played around, "I haven't answered your question yet?"

Xia Jiaoyang was drowsy, and hummed softly, "You don't need to answer, I know you are very happy."

Just because I want to make you happy, I do things that I am not good at, things that make you astonished, but your shock and disbelief deeply hurt my heart.

Chen, I must have been terrible before, right? Even such a small thing, you feel flattered. You can imagine how much I ignored you in the past.

And how tolerant you are of your deep love for ten years.

"Oh, I didn't answer, how do you know I'm happy?"

Xia Jiaoyang hooked her lips, and she leaned forward, "Then tell me, are you happy?"

happy?

It took Lu Chen a long time to find his voice. Even though he controlled and controlled it in his heart, his voice was still very hoarse when he spoke, "Well, I'm very happy."

How can I be unhappy if you have this kind of heart for me.

With the expected answer, Xia Jiaoyang smiled, and his sleepy eyes lit up a little, "Then I'll make it for you every day from now on, okay? I even downloaded the recipe!"

Do you really care about him so much?

Lu Chen lowered his eyes, and the hand that was stroking her hair on the back changed to wrapping around her shoulders, hugging Xia Jiaoyang tightly, and whispered, "No more."

"Why?" Xia Jiaoyang was puzzled.

"I can't bear to hurt my hand."

Lu Chen took Xia Jiaoyang's hand out from under the quilt, held it in his hand and played with it, "How are your hands used for cooking?"

Xia Jiaoyang thought for a while, and a cunning flashed in his eyes, "So I will arrange an itinerary for you tomorrow."

"what?"

"Go buy me a hand mask!"

"……it is good."

****

Xia Jiaoyang always followed his word, and really learned to cook by himself. Lu Chen really loved her hand and stopped her a few times, but he couldn't shake Xia Jiaoyang's current obsession with cooking.

In desperation, she could only send her skin analysis report to the skin care product research center dedicated to the Dutch royal family. Fortunately, with these high-end skin care products, Xia Jiaoyang's hands did not change much.