Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Meng Yutang looked at his serious expression, her beating heart silently calmed down a bit.

Zhou Beicheng, you know me...

He raised his hand to hold her face, and looked at her seriously: I know, I know, so don't repeat it again, I don't care what you look like in the future, or when you leave me, or everything you worry about, Neither is a problem for me.

I just want to know one question now, do you want to be with me and be my girlfriend.

He actually wanted to say, marry me and be my wife.

But he didn't want her to think about too many problems at once, only one was enough, and the rest came slowly.

Meng Yutang looked into his eyes, and her bright black eyes looked at him seriously. She could clearly feel his tension and expectation. It was the first time she stared at Zhou Beicheng's eyes so seriously, and also the first time Knowing that his eyes are so beautiful, his eyes reflect her appearance.

For the first time, she didn't think about the future and the consequences. She was full of the person in front of her, and his voice was in her mind.

He asked her if she wanted it, how could she refuse.

With the warmth of his palm on her cheeks, she raised her hand and gently placed it on the back of his hand, raised her chin and leaned forward, and kissed Zhou Beicheng's lips lightly.

it is good.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her, feeling the soft touch left on his lips, his whole brain seemed to go blank for an instant, but there was a smile that couldn't be concealed from the corners of his brows and eyes.

Although the last time he thought he had succeeded, he was already happy once, but now hearing her say yes in person, hearing her agree in person, is far more shocking than talking to the phone.

real!

kindness.

real!!

kindness.

real!!!

...

Meng Yutang stared at him and stopped talking.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and couldn't help but smile: Answer it again and I won't ask.

Meng Yutang looked at him and said helplessly: Really, really.

Looking at the girl who answered obediently, Zhou Beicheng's smile deepened.

Good boy.

His forehead gently pressed against Meng Yutang's.

Don't go, okay, stay here tonight.

His breath sprayed on his face, hot and warm.

Hearing such a close breath, Meng Yutang's breathing slowed down a lot, but his heart beat uncontrollably very fast.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak, but unexpectedly her mouth was blocked by a falling kiss, her lips were lightly bitten, and Meng Yutang froze.

He left her lips, still very close, and said in a low and magnetic voice: Hey, I really don't want you to go tonight.

He picked up the ending, and Meng Yutang's ears went numb for a while.

Zhou Beicheng really wanted to stay with her for a while longer.

In the end, Meng Yutang failed to refuse to be brought in by him.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched Zhou Beicheng busily bring things to her.

What slippers and pajamas are really readily available.

Seeing him finally standing in front of him, Meng Yutang couldn't help raising his eyes.

He bent down and half-kneeled to look at her.

It's all new, it's all for you, there are no other women.

He said everything by himself, and Meng Yutang couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

She wasn't prepared to ask that.

Zhou Beicheng stepped aside to show her: Which color do you like? They say girls like pink, but I don't think you like it too much, so I got a pair of each color and you choose.

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Our aim is to kiss, hug and hold high after being together! Ahhhhh! Sweeten me to death! ! !