After picking up a system

"But you've been with the others for more than thirty years..."

Ling Han: “Oh.”

Luo Fu kissed her: "I only have thirty days with you, please have pity on me."

As his thighs were being rubbed, Ling Han blushed a little: "Why not just call me Qingfu instead of Luofu?"

Luo Fu said enthusiastically: "Whatever my wife says is what it is."

Ling Han still pushed him away: "No! Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Luo Fu took the inside of her arm in his mouth and sucked deeply.

Ling Han felt itchy and painful: "You bastard, let go."

Luo Fu: "Oh, my dear, please have some mercy on me."

Ling Han: "If you do it yourself, you will have enough food and clothing."

Luo Fu: "Okay."

Letting go of Ling Han and turning around, Ling Han could feel the bed shaking slightly, and Luo Fu was still whining.

It's somewhat speechless.

When being hugged, Ling Han was already drowsy. Suddenly he remembered something and opened his eyes: "Have you washed your hands?"

Luo Fu: "...washed."

Ling Han: "You hesitated, you didn't wash!"

Luo Fu covered her mouth with his hand: "Wash it, wash it, wash it! Smell it, it smells delicious!"

Ling Han rolled his eyes and pulled Luo Fu's hand down: "Oh."

Luo Fu snorted and bit her shoulder.

Ling Han's lower back was poked, and he wanted to chase him away. Luo Fu felt wronged: "It's not over yet. If you touch me again, we won't talk about it tomorrow."

Ling Han then stopped moving.

……

When he opened his eyes the next day, Ling Han saw Luo Fu holding up his head and staring at him fiercely.

When he raised his hands, the chains on his hands rattled.

Ling Han was silent: "...What are you going to do?"

Luo Fu's hand slid across Ling Han's collarbone: "No more."

Ling Han was confused: "What?"

Luo Fu pressed her down and sucked her skin: "All the traces are gone."

The fluffy hair rubbed against the skin, bringing an itchy feeling. Ling Han's hand fell on Luo Fu's head: "Do you want a good morning kiss?"

Luo Fu raised his head, his lips were wet.

Just as he was about to come over, Ling Han pushed him away: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Luo Fu paused for a long time. Ling Han's hands were firmly supporting his head. He felt a little discouraged. He resigned himself to untying the chain and carried Ling Han to wash up.

Ling Han was held by Luo Fu with one hand, sitting on his arm, and said with emotion: "You are so tall and strong, like a dad-like boyfriend."

Luo Fu didn't like to describe him like this: "Just boyfriend, not father." After thinking for a while, he said, "If you insist, call me a dog. The puppy will always love you passionately, and only love you. No matter how many times you push me away."

Ling Han was touched and rested his head on Luo Fu's shoulder without looking at him.

Luo Fu put Ling Han in front of the sink, squeezed toothpaste for her, and put on her headband.

Ling Han took it.

With the sound of water splashing, Ling Han finished washing up and turned to look at Luo Fu: "Come on, give my love a good morning kiss."

Luo Fu bent down and held Ling Han's face. The water droplets on his hair were touched by him and stuck to the skin of both of them. Ling Han's hands were on his shoulders, and his face felt a slight squeeze.

He eagerly came over, but only licked her, waiting for her to take the initiative.

The person who lowered his body was touched, and then there was the lingering sound of water.

When Ling Han came to her senses, she felt the coldness coming from her buttocks. She was carried to the sink, Luo Fu's hands were on both sides of her, and the inverted U-shaped faucet was pressing against her back.

He is still kissing.

Ling Han pushed him. Luo Fu looked at her in a daze, his voice a little hoarse from thirst: "What's wrong?"

Ling Han was bewitched for a moment: "...My clothes are wet."

Luo Fu picked the person up, turned him over, and suddenly looked at the mirror and laughed out loud.

Ling Han was puzzled. Luo Fu pointed at the mirror and said, "Your face is so red. I kissed you and it turned red."

Ling Han looked at the two people with sparkling eyes in the mirror, not daring to look closely: "I'm going to change my clothes!"

Luo Fu leaned down and bit Ling Han's face: "Wait, I'll get you some clothes."

Ling Han rubbed his face and washed the place where Luo Fu had bitten him with clean water.

Luo Fu came in and saw her rubbing her face: "Why, do you dislike me?"

Ling Han: “Ah, right, right.”

Luo Fu handed over the clothes: "Humph!"

Ling Han pushed the man out: "Go change your clothes!"

The black floor-length cheongsam has a high slit and the buttons wind diagonally upwards to the stand-up collar.

Symmetrical pearl earrings.

Black high heels with stiletto heels.

Ling Han walked out, and Luo Fu was buttoning his shirt.

As the buttons were fastened one by one, the white muscles were covered, and Ling Han walked towards him, his movements very slowly.

When Ling Han's hand touched his skin, he couldn't help but tense up.

Ling Han: "You seduced me."

Luo Fu raised her hand and looked at the man who was just as tall as her shoulder: "Did you seduce him?"

Ling Han: “…a little bit.”

Luo Fu smiled: "That's good."

The man with his chest bare put a white jade bracelet on Ling Han. There were some green flowers on the bracelet, like leaves falling in the water.

She led the person to sit in front of the dressing mirror and raised the chair: "What color hair do you want today?"

Ling Han thought for a moment and said, "I'd rather choose black, but I want curly hair."

Luo Fu rolled up his sleeves: "Okay."

Her hair was tied up, with a emerald green jade stone embedded in the black wooden hairpin, and a lock of curly hair hung down from her temples.

Luo Fu applied bright red lip balm on Ling Han, which elongated the ends of his eyes, making him look quite aggressive.

Ling Han took a look and said, "I want to have a mole."

Luo Fu lightly touched the tip of Ling Han's nose with the eyeliner.

Luo Fu smoothed his hair and put on a pair of silver-rimmed square glasses.

The big eyes did not become smaller because of the plain eyes. Instead, they became more bookish and looked smaller than before.

He looked at Ling Han: "How is he? Does he look like the little puppy you raised?"

Ling Han looked at the person who had half of his forehead exposed and was looking at him with sparkling eyes, and nodded.

Luo Fu leaned closer and said, "Master, please mark the dog."

Ling Han pulled his collar askew: "Of course the mark can be placed wherever the master wants."

While the side of the neck was kissed, the Adam's apple was caressed.

Luo Fu felt himself trembling a little.

He took a deep breath and said, "If the master doesn't want to indulge in lust during the day, it's better not to tease the dog."

Ling Han let him go and admired the perfect lip print he had left. Upon hearing that, he looked up at him and said, "Why? You don't like it."

Luo Fu rubbed her fingers and wanted to paint her nails on them: "I like it, I like it very much. Give me some cooling time."

Ling Han snorted.

……

Luo Fu slid the box over, Ling Han placed his hands on the cushion, and Luo Fu carefully painted bright red nail polish on each of Ling Han's fingers.

Ling Han: "I want to apply it on you too."

Luo Fu couldn't wait to reach out his hand: "Okay!"

Ling Han painted Luo Fu a pink color, but Luo Fu said nothing.

The smile on Ling Han's lips grew wider.

Luo Fu: "Wife, can I do it tonight? Because I'm so good."

Ling Han: “Let’s talk about it tonight.”

Luo Fu pursed his lips in grievance.

Ling Han stood up: "Okay, let's go out for a walk. You're dressed so beautifully, let's go take some photos."

Luo Fu was speechless: "Wife, you want to take pictures among those fancy houses? Why don't we go to the forest? It will be more in line with our image today."

Ling Han rolled his eyes at him: "An excuse, do you know?"

Luo Fu held his eyes: "Oh."

Ling Han: "Don't act silly all the time, it's very inconsistent."

Luo Fu: "Do you like it?"

Ling Han: "Can you share memories?"

Luo Fu shook his head: "No."

"But we'll know what you like."

Ling Han nodded: Indeed, she had clearly expressed her love for Chi Qingshan.

She looked at Luo Fu who was in sync with her: "Then I will try to like all of you?"

Luo Fu nodded excitedly, then shook his head: "My wife, just try to like me, and chase the others slowly. You just need to enjoy being pursued, then be touched, and finally be with them."

Ling Han raised his hand and pinched his face: "Aren't you the same person?"

Luo Fu tilted his head as he was pulled: "We are one soul, but because we are strong enough, different ideas can be independent. We all love you."

Ling Han: "What about Dandan?"

Luo Fu: "He is Xun Mu's pinch, just like Chi Yi is your pinch."

Then he said disdainfully: "Xun Mu is just an imitator. Although he is imitating you."

Ling Han was somewhat amused: "So, Xun Mu is your master, why do you have such a big problem with him?"