"I like it." Liu Yin turned around with a charming smile, gestured for Yan Chenghong to bend down and stand on tiptoe to kiss him.
Of course, I don't like it.
Liu Yin was already tired of seeing these things; she had plenty more in her space.
Instead of giving her these things, you should put more effort into the bedroom.
This was something Liuyin hadn't anticipated.
Liu Yin's face only looks delicate and fragile, beautiful yet pitiful.
But to her utter surprise, Yan Chenghong had already taken her for a truly delicate woman.
It would be fine on ordinary days, but now that he's being so gentle in bed, it's making Liuyin very depressed.
At this point, Liu Yin wouldn't spoil the man's mood. At worst, she could ask 003 to move the attic into the space later.
Liu Yin's kiss was awkward, merely a fleeting attempt.
This left Yan Chenghong in a state of utter confusion.
"Yin'er." He couldn't wait to reach out and carry Liu Yin into the attic, treating her as his own precious treasure.
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Qiu Jiayou and his group are preparing to depart for the martial arts tournament, but they will need to meet up with two other families along the way.
Sang Yichun's mother also came here for the martial arts tournament.
Qiu Jiayou and his group are currently waiting to reunite in Baizhou City.
Baizhou City is a famous flower city, where flowers bloom all year round, and there are tens of thousands of varieties of flowers here.
Once inside the city, Sang Yichun was overwhelmed by the sight of flowers everywhere she looked.
She tugged at He Leyou's sleeve and gave him a wink.
"Go out and have fun?" Sang Yichun winked.
But He Leyou understood what she meant and nodded.
In recent days, Qiu Jiayou has regained the appearance He Leyou remembered: spirited and aloof yet well-mannered.
She was less resistant to contact with Sang Yichun, although they still talked very little.
But when He Leyou looked at him, he always felt that something was missing.
He always felt that his friend was unhappy, and He Leyou hadn't seen Qiu Jiayou smile in a long time.
But there was nothing he could do.
"Hey, we're already here."
"You should at least tell me what you did in Weishan before, right?"
Sang Yichun walked beside He Leyou, her eyes fixed on the flower cakes by the roadside, but she didn't hold back in accusing He Leyou.
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