Song Gougu lowered her voice intentionally, making bubbling sounds, and moved closer to Lin Lu, breathing out hot air, like a peacock spreading its tail tail.

Lin Lu remained unmoved: "I don't like it."

Even if he serves her, she will be the one who gets tired in the end.

Not worth it.

"You have to be brave enough to try." Song Chen tried his best to promote himself, and his hands began to move up and down restlessly.

"Let's make three rules. If I say stop, you have to stop. If I'm not comfortable, you can't force me to do it."

It's rare for her to agree, but why does this sound so harsh?

"Whenever I force myself on you when you're uncomfortable, I always stop as soon as you yell."

Indeed, but the person opposite is Lin Lu, who will not let himself suffer any loss.

"My grandson wouldn't be like that."

Knowing that she was deliberately misinterpreting, Song Chen slapped her on the butt twice.

"Let you talk nonsense."

Lin Lu kicked his legs wildly: "If you come, hurry up, if you don't come, go to sleep."

"Come on, let me turn on the bedside lamp."

"don't want."

Lin Lu still couldn't accept doing that with the lights on.

She still felt that she should work in complete darkness, without saying a word.

But unfortunately, this person sometimes talks too much, which makes people feel embarrassed.

Song Chen also agreed to her wish, "If you don't want to open it, then don't open it."

Serving others is not an easy job, but the person being served is not very comfortable either.

Song Chen attributed this to lack of experience, and said that he would be fine if he did more in the future and gained experience.

In return, Lin Lu rolled his eyes.