Married life with Bakugo

Finally, I bought a set of blue lace and white floral underwear. After wearing it, my skin looks very white, and it is very comfortable without steel rings and sponge pads.

After visiting the lingerie store, he took me to the women's clothing store and bought me a loose shirt and a little black dress.

"Put on this, don't wear this dress again." He took my bag and said, "The fitting room is over there, go quickly."

"Is my dress so ugly? I think it's okay." I muttered while hugging the dress he found for me.

"It's not ugly, too many shoulders and back are exposed, and people are always staring at you." He turned his head and said coolly.

"Jealous?"

"How is it possible? Am I so bored?"

"Oh..." Dead Duck was stubborn, but very cute.

I have to say that Bao Hao's clothes are really good. Putting on the shirt and little black skirt he chose, the rate of turning heads is much higher along the way, but it is most likely because he is looking at him.

I walked a little ahead, and he walked behind. After a while, he grabbed my hand and took me into his arms.

"what happened?"

"Your legs are dangling in front of you all the time, it's so noisy." He said not very happy.

I scratched my head: "But I don't have a third leg to show off..."

"That's not what I meant! And don't stare at strange places." Bao Hao pinched my face angrily, and he pinched my face twice more as if it felt good.

I let him knead, and stared straight at him.

"Cough, what are you doing?" He finally retracted his hand in embarrassment.

"You are so handsome, several girls over there are watching you quietly."

He had a happy expression, and dealt with me with what I asked just now: "Are you jealous?"

I have no expression on my face: "Yeah."

Bakugo: "...do you want to be so frank?"

I immediately changed my words: "Then I'm not jealous."

He looked like he really wanted to talk about me but didn't know how to say it: "Forget it, where do you want to go next?"

"It's late now, do you want to go to the hotel?"

"What... what?" Bakugo tilted his head to one side awkwardly, not looking at me, "What do you mean?"

I thought it was probably because I hadn't expressed my meaning clearly, so I went straight to the point: "Are you going to do it tonight?"

"I—you and I—I—"

Why are you more stuttering?

I waited patiently for his answer, only to see that his face was getting redder and redder and finally he said: "You are an idiot!"

Very good, because the sound is too loud, someone has already looked over here.

"Isn't it possible?" I continued to ask, feeling that my role was subtly close to that of a scum who coaxes virgin girls to do mediocre things.

"I'm not ready yet."

"Innocent girl are you?"

Classmate Xiao Bang exploded immediately: "Ah! Do you want to die?"

I think it's probably because I really don't have any sexual attraction to him, that's why he resisted so much, saying he wasn't ready.

Noticing the slight change in my mood, he probably wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere: "Hey, you..."

I interrupted him: "Then go to the beach, I want to watch the sunrise."

"Isn't it too early to watch the sunrise?"

"Then go to the movies, the movie city is very close here." I immediately changed my words, and gave myself a thumbs up for my understanding.

The movie we watched was called "The Coffin". You can tell from the name that it is a horror movie. Japanese horror movies have never let me down. There are several small climaxes in the movie. The calls were very harsh.

Bakugou didn't scream, he just followed up with "Oh" from time to time, and then thought the others were too noisy.

Although he is well disguised, I know this guy is afraid of ghosts.

Most of the butter popcorn was eaten by me, but I didn't drink a few sips of Coke, and played with blowing bubbles in the back.

It was past eleven o'clock when I came out of the movie theater, and there were still several hours before sunrise.

"You're not happy." Bakugo said suddenly when I was puffing on the bubbles of Coke.

"Well, honey-flavored popcorn is more to my liking, but it's not sold today."

"That's not what I'm talking about. You were already upset a few minutes before watching the movie, why?" Bakugo sat with me on the steps, and naturally helped me put my drooping hair to my ears.

So gentle.

"Why are you looking at me with disgusting eyes?"

I take back the compliment I just gave.

"Because you said no." I hate twists and turns. Since we will live together in the future, we must speak clearly.

"Huh?" Bakugo fell suspiciously silent, and I continued blowing bubbles.

After a few minutes, "That's all," he said.

I was dissatisfied: "Why is this? Why do two people who are not sexually attractive get married? It's so boring, anyway, I want that." I paused, "I want the one that fits well."

"For a long time, do you think I'm not that interested in you?"

I glanced at him: "Otherwise? I've already offered it, but you still refuse. It's going to hurt a pretty girl with a fragile heart like me, okay?"

"Did not see it."

"Hmph." I don't want to talk to this person anymore.

"Didn't I say it all, am I not ready?" He scratched his hair.

"A pure and beautiful girl?"

"...Don't take the topic awry again."

Both of them were silent, and after a few minutes, he elbowed me: "Hello."

I turned my head angrily: "Why?"

"Then will you have that for me?" Bao Hao's eyes fluttered.

"Yes, you are handsome and have a good figure, and you seem to sleep well." My eyes wandered over his chest and abdominal muscles and his face.

"Am I an option in the supermarket?" What, the tone sounds happy.

I don't know why, every time I talk to Bakugo, I feel like I'm talking about cross talk.I pondered for a while, probably he is the legendary master of flattery.

"Actually, I treat you very—" he said word by word, and I looked at him brightly.

"Forget it, I can't say such nasty words, so I'll just show you." He hugged me by the waist and took me to a relatively secluded corner, then leaned over, "I'm going to kiss you now."

Me: "Oh."

After he kissed me, I realized that the kiss was so long, from one kiss to two, and then to three. After that, I was dizzy and couldn’t figure it out. Anyway, it was the same. In the end, I pushed his chest Shout out.

My feet were weak and I couldn't stand firmly. It was because he hugged my waist that I barely fell down.

"Now do you know if I have feelings for you?" He hugged me tightly, resting his head on my shoulder, speaking in a hoarse voice, his breath itching on my neck.

I glanced at the bottom quietly, it was amazing, I was happy.

"Then why not do that tonight?" I still don't quite understand.

"You...don't you have an interview tomorrow morning?"

It’s okay if I don’t mention it, but I get dizzy when I mention it. My mother asked me to go to a school for an interview with an art teacher. She also said that the principal knew her, so I just needed to prepare.

Me: How do you know everyone?And is it really okay to go through the back door openly?

Of course I fought and worked hard for my freedom, but in the end I succumbed to her coercion: "Daughter, you are going to marry Xiaobao soon, and you know his job, he is very busy, you Isn’t it boring to stay at home alone? Find a job outside and do it first. Don’t worry, this job is very easy. There are up to two hours of classes a day. After finishing, you can continue to draw your cartoons and watch your sand sculpture videos. Filling, right?"

Me: "Uh... Actually, I'm not at all—" boring.

"Okay, then it's decided! Go to the interview on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." My mother completely ignored my thoughts.

Normally, I would pretend to be crazy about this kind of thing, but she happened to mention it when she was having dinner with the Baohao family.Under the kind and curious eyes of Bao Hao's parents, I had no choice but to agree.

"It's a fact that I have an interview at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, but what does that have to do with what I think?" I asked puzzled.

"I can't grasp the speed, but if you really want that, you will definitely not be able to catch up with the interview at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning." Bao Hao whispered.

I sighed, imitating Aunt Guangji and knocking on his head violently: "What are you talking about?"

Bakugo: ...