Chapter 62 It is my honor to be favored by the princess



"It seems that liking me is really tiring." Jiang Yiyu lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows: "Dear, do you think I'm annoying?"

"Why are you asking again?"

"Because I always want to stick to you. I can't wait to send you hundreds of messages a day. Whenever I have free time, I want to video call you. When you're not around, I even cling to your pajamas when you sleep. Isn't that too much?"

"No." She raised her hand and pinched Jiang Yiyu's chin: "But there is a disadvantage to doing this."

"What?"

Song Shengsheng gently pressed the corner of his lips: "If one day you no longer love me, then I will definitely not do these things. You can't hide your feelings of not loving me from me at all. You are now in a relationship that requires lifelong commitment. But even if you don't want to insist on it in the future, please slowly remove these habits of yours from my life, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt and will be very sad."

"No, I will always love you."

Song Shengsheng used some force to gently stroke his lips. Jiang Yiyu kissed her fingertips. He held her wrist, kissed her palm, lowered his eyes and said affectionately: "It is my honor to be favored by the princess."

"rhetoric."

"dislike?"

"Who doesn't like to hear nice words? The key is to see how you act. It would be best if, twenty years later, you can still maintain the same original feelings towards me as you did when we were together for over two months. Only then can I truly trust you." Song Shengsheng stood up and put her arms around his neck: "The mood is right, how about a kiss?"

Jiang Yiyu smiled and nuzzled her nose: "My dear, you're so aggressive even when asking for a kiss."

Song Shengsheng smiled, traced his lips with her eyes, and pecked the corner of his lips lightly: "Because I am sure you will let me do what I want."

"I like this kind of certainty." He raised his hand and gently touched the back of Song Shengsheng's head, lowered his head slightly, and kissed her gently.

He and Song Shengsheng looked at each other, watching a thin layer of red gradually appear at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, listening to her increasingly disordered heartbeat and breathing, and raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

For a long time, in his and Song Shengsheng's close relationship, because of his cautiousness and his terrible leg injury... Song Shengsheng has almost always been the dominant one. He has shown too much vulnerability and unbearableness in front of her, but he has never dared to observe her carefully as he does now when she is moved by him.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the corner of her eye, then kissed her eyelashes along the bridge of her nose, and finally stopped the kiss at the center of her eyebrows, devoutly and gently.

Song Shengsheng buried her face in the crook of his neck, arched her back, patted his shoulder, and murmured softly: "Jiang Yiyu, you don't know how much I like you."

Jiang Yiyu chuckled and pinched her earlobe: "I know now."

Song Shengsheng patted him again: "You don't know."

"Then tell me."

She looked up and met his smiling eyes again, sizing up her reflection in his gaze. Without hesitation, she kissed him again. She sat astride his lap, cupping his face. Jiang Yiyu leaned back on the sofa, tilting his head slightly to allow her to kiss him, then responded gently. He used his palm to measure every inch of her spine, tracing the outline of her shoulder blades. He clearly remembered the location of the small mole on her shoulder blade...

Song Shengsheng bit the side of his neck. Jiang Yiyu hissed and said with a lazy smile, "Be good, you can talk and make a fuss, but don't bite me."

Song Shengsheng relaxed, looked at the teeth marks on his fair skin, then pinched his chin and bit his Adam's apple.

Jiang Yiyu subconsciously shrank back and pressed her forehead: "My dear, do you want to be on the hot search?"

"What's trending?" She lightly pressed the place where she had just bitten: "Jiang Yiyu, kiss mark?" She smiled and increased the pressure of her fingertips: "I think it's good, don't you?" She blinked.

Jiang Yiyu held her wrist helplessly: "I think Song Ming will kill me. He warned me last time that he didn't want to spend money on random trending searches anymore, so you better restrain yourself."

"Okay." Song Shengsheng put her arms around his neck, buried her face in his shoulder again, and tightened her arms: "Tell me, how should we decorate Mingyuan? Should we do it ourselves, or find a design team?"

"It's all fine. I'll leave it all to you to arrange. But there's one thing: you have to wait for me to come back and take some things away."

"Okay, when Mingyuan is finished, we'll move in during the holidays. I also want to open a small vegetable patch to grow pumpkins, corn, and greens. What do you think, should we plant a few grapes? We can build a grape trellis and make wine when the grapes are ripe. What else do you like to eat, Jiang Yiyu?"

"I like everything you like."

"You're asking in vain. Let me think about it. Hmm... raise two plump white Call ducks and a pond of koi. In the summer, you can see the ducklings swimming on the surface. Sprinkle a handful of fish food, and a group of red fish will gather around to grab it. Is this scene different from what you remember?"

“Same and different.”

"What do you mean?" Song Shengsheng stood up and held his face. Jiang Yiyu pursed his lips and said, "My mother raised ordinary ducks at that time. I remember that year during the Chinese New Year, the chef made the fattest one into a ginger duck. It was so fragrant! He also pickled a lot of salted duck eggs and paired it with white porridge. It was delicious..."

"Then we can also raise ordinary ducks, buy the ones that are delicious and beautiful. Although I can't make ginger duck or pickle salted duck eggs, I can cook white porridge!"

Jiang Yiyu's eyebrows curved, and he leaned forward to gently touch her forehead: "Princess, there is no need to do these. We can hire a chef. After all, I have a little money, so I can still afford to hire a few people."

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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