Chapter 90: My future wife, please tell me that you love me

Still no reply.

Zhou Chong could imagine Shan Qingshan looking at his cell phone with shame and regret.

Zhou Chong put away his phone, touched his lips, and couldn't help licking them.

So soft.

Qingshan Xiaobao’s mouth is so soft.

Zhou Chong regretted it.

Slow response,

Should be caught!

Kiss him on the mouth!

You have to change your habit of running away when you feel something smelly!

This is just a kiss, and then you go to bed?

If we run once, who can withstand this?

Zhou Chong pondered.

Dry service!

See if he can run away!

Zhou Chongmei spoke.

This is the only way. After all, I can't bear to hit him.

The car door was opened.

Shan Qingshan sat up and buckled his seat belt with a sullen face.

Zhou Chong was a little surprised and a little regretful.

"Why don't you run away?"

“No car.”

Zhou Chong was happy, "Now that you're back, you know what you're going to face, right?"

“…”

Zhou Chong: "I, Zhou Chong, don't need to ask you for an explanation, but Zhou Chong's scar and Zhou Chong's mouth have some independent ideas, so I want to ask you for an explanation."

"knew."

"Got it? What does got it mean? Got the responsibility? Got the responsibility to be my wife if I kiss you? Qingshan Xiaobao, if you don't explain this, I will think so."

"Um."

Zhou Chong sat up straight abruptly, his heart in turmoil, but his eyes were fixed on him, with an aggressive look in his eyes that was determined to get what he wanted.

He tried his best to restrain himself, but because he was so urgent, he spoke forcefully, almost in an order.

"Don't be so terse, speak clearly."

Shan Qingshan finally turned around and looked at him.

Even though his face was flushed, he still looked calm and indifferent, as if he was always sober and difficult to disturb.

There were too many times, and the more he did this, the more Zhou Chong wanted to punish him.

But not now.

He just wanted his word.

"Zhou Chong, I've thought it through. Have you thought it through?"

Zhou Chong was puzzled.

Shan Qingshan: "I always thought I was very brave, but when I met you, I realized that I was also a coward. The heart is a treasure house, and if it is emptied all of a sudden, it will go bankrupt. I don't want to go bankrupt, and I'm afraid of going bankrupt. So even if I was moved, I rejected you at that time. I felt that we were not suitable."

Shan Qingshan: "Zhou Chong, if I can never love you as much as you love me, are you still willing?"

Zhou Chong's eyes suddenly turned red.

"I didn't put alcohol in your milk tea."

Shan Qingshan moved closer to him and held his face.

He is really like a puppy, usually running around you happily with his tail wagging, but when he is sad, his eyes become watery, and he looks at you with his ears drooping, whimpering softly and aggrievedly.

"I'm not drunk and I won't regret it. Why are you crying again?"

"I don't want to cry, I just..."

I don’t know how to express everything in my heart.

Being clear about something and getting the answer are two different things.

Zhou Chong hugged Shan Qingshan tightly in his arms, kissed his head hard, kissed his ears hard, kissed his face hard, and finally held his face and kissed him hard on the lips.

Another kiss.

Like a lecher, he pushed the person into the seat and kissed her deeply.

Shan Qingshan indulged him at first, but gradually he couldn't bear it anymore. He pushed his shoulders with his hands weakly, and was defeated by the deep and powerful kiss. He could only grab the deep wrinkles on his clothes one after another.

Damn dog!

A wolf in dog's clothing!

"Zhou-uh!"

The thin voice sounded like a kitten in heat.

Zhou Chong was so infatuated with her that he lied to her without any care.

"You like me, I like you, and our hearts are so close. Can I take off my clothes for you? It makes me a little distant from you."

Shan Qingshan tightly grasped the zipper of his clothes, and in between kisses, he said intermittently: "No, not yet..."

Zhou Chong could only put his hands into his clothes and rub him lasciviously.

"Baby, what is our relationship now?"

Shan Qingshan struggled to avoid him.

"Zhou Chong! Stop kissing! Stop touching me!"

Zhou Chong chased him and kissed him, being overbearing and unreasonable.

The force in his hands was not light.

The car body was shaking, as if two people were doing something inside.

Zhou Chong pressed, "What's the relationship?"

"Zhou Chong, your king..."

"I'm a bastard, Zhou Chong is a bastard."

Zhou Chongquan admitted it.

"What is our relationship?"

"It's settled!" Shan Qingshan held his hand through his clothes, his breathing unsteady, "We'll be together as soon as I pay you back. I'm in breach of that contract."

Zhou Chong gave him a particularly loud kiss on the face with satisfaction.

Shan Qingshan pushed him away, his beautiful eyes wide open, sparkling with shame and indignation, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

One look at him, he was laughing so hard that his eyes disappeared.

So angry!

Shan Qingshan turned sideways with his back to him.

Zhou Chong happily pressed himself against her, but Shan Qingshan pushed his face away.

Zhou Chong: "Wife, if you don't know how to love me, I can teach you. How about we be teacher and student for the time being?"

"Don't bother me, maybe I can pay the money back quickly. I don't want to fall in love with my creditor."

Zhou Chong sat back down with regret, and sat up straight again after a while, "How about I sever the father-son relationship with my dad first?"

A pack of napkins was thrown directly at me.

Zhou Chong took it and said, "Just kidding, just kidding."

Shan Qingshan calmed down for a while, and after the heat in his heart subsided a little, he asked.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Wait a moment, it can't be opened."

“…Pervert.”

"Yes, yes, I am a pervert. Among all kinds of people, I am the most perverted one."

Zhou Chong was in such a good mood that he would accept anything anyone said.

He leaned close to Shan Qingshan's ear and said, "Wife, you just said so much, beating around the bush, can you just say you like me?"

"Not your wife."

"Future wife, can you please tell me that you like me?"