In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Song Jinhe felt his skin gradually heating up, and stood up and moved away from him with some vigilance: "Do you want to take a cold bath again?"

Cheng Qianhuai shook his head and held her hand a little aggrievedly: "I don't want to, but I just want to be closer to you."

He looked at her face and tentatively pulled her into his arms again, but he didn't do anything extraordinary, he just held her quietly.

"Ahe, Song Jinhe."

The person whose name was called raised his eyes and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"Love you, I love you so much."

He even suspected that he was still dreaming. After all, the person he had longed for for so many years had now become his girlfriend and was held in his arms so obediently.

It turns out that he can also chase his own sun, and it turns out that she is not out of reach for him.

Song Jinhe couldn't help but feel a little funny when he heard what he said: "You gave me the impression of being mature and steady before, why are you acting like a child now?

Don't be so slimy all the time that people get the joke. "

Cheng Qianhuai tightened his arms around her in dissatisfaction: "Of course you are my girlfriend, why should I pay attention to my image in front of you.

I hope you can know everything about me. I don’t want to hide anything from you. "

Song Jinhe patted his head gently and suddenly had an idea: "Your hair is so long, should I shave it for you?"

This will make it a lot cooler if you have some space. "

"no problem."

He leaned close to her neck and smelled it carefully: "As long as you like it."

Song Jinhe nodded with satisfaction, took out a clipper that was gathering dust in the corner, and carefully shaved off all the hair on Cheng Qianhuai's head, leaving only a little stubble.

She looked at Cheng Qianhuai's current appearance from a distance, and had to say that having a face that was good enough was useful.

This hairstyle not only did not make him ugly, but instead added a bit of unruly wildness, and even his temperament was a bit dangerous.

"It's not bad. I'm good at my craftsmanship and you look good too."

She stood in front of Cheng Qianhuai and lifted his chin, like a little ruffian teasing a woman from a good family.

"Little girl, you look good? Do you want to go home with me? I'll bring you some delicious food and drinks."

Cheng Qianhuai happily cooperated with her and turned his head slightly, but his eyes always fell on her.

"I can go home with you, but you can only have me by your side. I won't share the same husband with anyone else."

Song Jinhe gently pulled his face, but the strength in his hand was not too heavy: "This is not possible. Although you are beautiful, my dream is to have a harem, how can I pamper you alone?"

She rubbed Cheng Qianhuai's face with a smile, but suddenly realized that something was wrong with the other person's appearance, and the next moment she was pinched and bullied.

"Tell me again, do you want to pamper me alone?"

Cheng Qianhuai's amber eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and they were full of her shadow, but they seemed a little aggrieved.

"You must always have only me, only me."

He folded her hands and pressed them on her head, caressing her red lips, venting his uneasiness and strong love for her wantonly.

Song Jinhe struggled hard but to no avail. Her strength was of no use in front of him and she could only passively bear everything he forcibly gave her.

She clearly felt his changes, their body temperatures increased simultaneously, and his big palm on her waist was ready to move, gently reaching into the hem of her blouse, enjoying her warm skin wantonly.

Song Jinhe was shocked by his actions and took a deep breath. He bit his lips hard and pulled his controlled hands in a panic, but still couldn't break free.

"Take your hands away or I'll get angry!"

She was breathless from being kissed, and her voice didn't seem to be intimidating. However, Cheng Qianhuai retracted his hand obediently, helped her up with some grievance, and sat on the sofa with his head lowered and refused to speak.

This made Song Jinhe laugh angrily, and grabbed his ears and pulled him irritably.

"What do you mean? Who bullied whom? Why are you still wronged?"

Cheng Qianhuai turned his head to the side: "You bullied me because you said you wanted to recruit a large harem."

"Isn't that just to tease you? Why are you angry?"

Song Jinhe was a little helpless, and used some strength to hold his ear.

"I don't think you are joking. I will take everything you say seriously. You can't abandon me, and you can't find another man to take my place."

Cheng Qianhuai turned around and looked at her steadily: "I will not fall in love with anyone except you, and you are not allowed to like other men, and you are not allowed to look at them again!"

Song Jinhe sat on the sofa and frowned at him, feeling heavy in his heart.

She always felt that Cheng Qianhuai had no sense of security.

He seemed unable to be sure that she loved him, and he seemed to have always been the one at a disadvantage in this relationship.

She stood up and straddled him, the two of them sitting face to face, the distance between them was ambiguous.

Song Jinhe reached out and held his face: "Do you think I love you, Cheng Qianhuai?"

The other party looked up at her in confusion, then lowered his head after a moment of silence.

He has always had low self-esteem. No matter what position he climbed to, for him, he would always need her shallow care and love.

He didn't dare to say that she loved him. In his heart, he always felt that he was not good enough and still not worthy of the excellent her.

"Tell me, do you think I love you? Tell the truth."

Song Jinhe frowned and raised his chin: "If you don't say anything, I will ignore you."

"I love you, but you don't have to force yourself to love me."

Cheng Qianhuai looked up at her, tracing her face with his eyes, his eyes full of attachment that could not be ignored.

"That's enough for me to love you. I'm content to have you by my side."

Song Jinhe frowned when he heard this, raised his hand and patted his face gently.

"Cheng Qianhuai, are you violating yourself?

I am falling in love with you, not playing with your feelings, and there is no need for you to look down on yourself. "

She gently rubbed his earlobes: "Since I'm in a relationship with you, I naturally like you and love you.

Otherwise I won't talk to you at all, let alone kiss and hug you, right? "

Cheng Qianhuai raised his eyes to look at her, a little nervously, and carefully grabbed her hand.

"Yes, I believe you."

Song Jinhe touched his newly shaved head and it felt good.

"Good boy, you will be rewarded."

As soon as she finished speaking, she clearly felt that Cheng Qianhuai was about to move.

"I'll give you a reward, but you're not allowed to move, do you hear me?"

She likes to take the initiative and doesn't want to be shackled by Cheng Qianhuai all the time.

"Cross your arms and turn your back. If you dare to move, I won't give you any more rewards."

Song Jinhe poked Cheng Qianhuai between the eyebrows. The other party didn't hesitate at all. He obediently put his hands behind his back and looked up at her with bright eyes.

"good."

She put her hands gently on his shoulders, and she clung to his neck, leaving ambiguous traces there.

The red hickeys were particularly obvious on his body, like a seal branded by her, highlighting her presence.