Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

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Su Qing, who was in the kitchen, had no idea what was happening in his room and was just busy with his own business.

Mahiru likes desserts, so her coffee naturally tends to be sweeter.

After brewing the coffee, it was not over yet. Su Qing carefully poured the whipped milk foam on the surface and drew a cute kitten latte art.

In addition to desserts, the girl also likes cats.

In fact, he didn’t know how to make latte art before. After all, people in Fujian are more interested in making tea, and their interest in coffee depends on the individual.

But fortunately, he learns everything extremely quickly, and he enjoys learning these things for the girl he loves.

So why is his cooking so bad?

Is it because he always cooks based solely on the nutrients needed by the human body?

Su Qing was silent for a moment, thinking that from now on he would observe how Mahiru cooked and learn from her.

As he was thinking, Su Qing looked at the cat latte art swaying in the cup. It looked like a girl who was getting excited and restless when seeing something she loved. He was stunned for a moment.

I hope the girl won’t be like she was in the coffee shop last time, where she was too cute to drink the drink.

After coming to his senses, Su Qing glanced at the living room.

no one.

Mahiru should still be in his room.

But does it take so long to observe his luggage?

Su Qing was confused, but didn't care.

I thought I should take the initiative to explain the origin of the scarf to the other party, even if Mahiru might not have noticed it.

A sense of security never comes out of thin air. A relationship that relies on luck is doomed to end in failure.

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With this thought in mind, Su Qing slowly walked into the room with a cup of coffee.

He was about to call out Mahiru's name, but he stared in confusion at a person standing in front of his suitcase...Zongzi?

Wrapped tightly in a coat that is much larger than his body size, with not even a hair exposed, isn't he just a dumpling?

"Hmm - eh - wine name~~~"

As if sensing someone's arrival, the girl's dull and unclear voice was soon heard from under the coat.

Su Qing put down the coffee, unzipped it and took off its hat while smiling, and a young and beautiful face appeared in front of him.

Su Qing rested his chin on Mahiru's head, hugged her from behind, and asked softly with a smile:

"Silly boy, what are you doing? The Dragon Boat Festival hasn't even arrived yet, and you're already making rice dumplings for me to eat?"

"I, I just couldn't find your zipper for a moment! And where are the dumplings?"

One of Mahiru's hairs stood up because she was wearing a hoodie, and turned into a small hair.

"That's you. I can eat dumplings as big as yours all day long."

Su Qing had nothing to do, so he started playing with his hair.

"Yeah, should I praise you?"

Mahiru's voice was indifferent, but this was just the girl's self-protection measure.

Steam Girl started to work at high speed again. Her face was red and hot as if she was drunk, and her heart couldn't stop rippling.

What does it mean to... "eat" for a whole day...?

Mahiru: ?(? ???w??? ?)?

"How do you praise?"

Su Qing walked around to Zhen Zhou and asked in a serious tone.

"Ah... just, that's it."

Mahiru was just talking casually, but her boyfriend actually took it seriously. Is he too good to be funny?

"What is it?"

Su Qing raised the corner of his mouth and pressed forward step by step, and soon Mahiru made a slight sound.

——That was the sound of the girl hitting the bed. It was obvious that she had nowhere to retreat.

"Why do you always like to bully me?"

Mahiru glanced behind him, turned around, raised her soft eyes and asked.

"No way."

"You want to eat me, and you want me to praise you. You get all the good things, and you still say that you haven't bullied me?"

The girl's voice was soft, not like a question, nor anything else.

"Then I haven't eaten yet?"

Su Qing seized the opportunity and asked, but this played right into Mahiru's hands.

The girl immediately arched her eyebrows and smiled slyly, "Then...you eat it?"

Obviously, the cunning little Mahiru had planned this in advance.

No wonder.

A single man and a single woman were alone in a room, and they were in a legitimate relationship.

Although she hasn't thought about that aspect yet, but it's always okay to make a little progress, right?

Obviously, Mahiru herself is aware that she has very poor contact with the opposite sex, let alone [Su Qing].

But for the one she loves, she is willing to keep working hard.

After all, she can't keep being such a coward.

Besides, she really liked the feeling when Su Qing touched her.

Comfortable, shy, excited...

All kinds of strange emotions rushed into her heart like a hodgepodge, it might really be addictive!

Su Qing didn't reply, and after Mahiru finished speaking, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.

[Are you angry or something?]

The girl was about to raise her head in confusion, and the next moment she felt a force on her waist, followed by a "plop" sound, and a pair of loving black eyes suddenly appeared in front of her.

Were you hit by the bed?

Mahiru blinked subconsciously, and soon a magnetic voice came to her ears.

"Are you trying to seduce me on purpose?"

send!

Why did idiot Su Qing say it out loud even though he knew it!

"No...I just...invite you...to eat Zongzi..."

The girl slowly closed her eyes, as if saying "I don't care about anything anymore~".

She tensed her body, using almost all her strength, and after a few seconds she slowly squeezed out these few words.

Su Qing didn't say anything, but just placed his hand lovingly on the other's delicate face.

Mahiru probably also felt that warmth, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

But those closed eyes did not open even a crack, as if they were ready for you to pick them.

Love flows like running water, soon filling up the whole heart.

Su Qing slowly leaned down, first kissing the fair forehead, then the cheek and lips.

Everything was just a taste, as if it was just a warm-up for Mahiru.

As his sight slowly moved downwards, what was reflected in the black pupils was the other person's fair and slender neck. Su Qing could even vaguely see the blood vessels inside.

The girl seemed to be smelling better and better.

Love is like a flood, madly attacking Su Qing's mind.

He first tried to brush it lightly with his lips, and Mahiru's body immediately twisted as if it was itchy.

But Su Qing could feel that the girl was trying her best to suppress her shyness.

Without giving it a second thought, his lips reached the base of your neck.

That is a generally sensitive area for most girls.

Without using much strength, Su Qing lifted some of the clothes and bit it gently, then sucked the snow-white skin as if sucking milk.

"ah--!"

Even so, Mahiru still let out a strange scream, and the next moment she stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly.

The girl did not resist or avoid, but responded to the throbbing with her extremely hot body temperature and heartbeat.

About half a minute later, Su Qing finally left the snow-white. The sudden crimson color was like someone suddenly dropped a touch of color on the pure white drawing paper.

“Great job.”

Su Qing stopped moving and stared into Mahiru's eyes which were not disgusted at all but full of shyness. He comforted and praised her with an extremely loving tone.

In fact, he knew exactly what Mahiru was thinking, but some things could not be rushed.

The other party's situation is too complicated.

On the one hand, her nearly autistic living environment in her childhood made her instinctively afraid of strangers. On the other hand, years of living alone greatly weakened her already pitifully weak sense of security.

It is impossible to make the other party achieve a huge breakthrough in a certain aspect in a short period of time.

Negative emotions such as fear and tension still account for a large proportion of Mahiru's heart.

Even if the other party could suppress it with deep love, Su Qing was unwilling to do so.

What's more, they have only been together for a week, so they have plenty of time to move forward step by step.

"Really?"

Mahiru asked, somewhat unsure.

"Well, my Zhubao is always the best."

Su Qing said so.

"So...Zhubao...is it delicious?"

Mahiru's tiny voice was trembling with joy.

What kind of mood would she be in when she said this?

Su Qing was slightly stunned, then pinched her nose and said, "It's delicious."

"How does that compare to... you?"

Before Su Qing could figure out what this sentence meant, Mahiru had already come up to him and covered the exposed space at his collar with her tender lips, making a cute "Gapu" sound.

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