( ARC 5 - 9) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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"Then tell me how I'm going to coax you, so you don't think I'm lying to you?"

Fingertips rubbed Lu Sheng's chin, like the first time, he couldn't put it down.

Lu Sheng's heart trembled slightly, at this moment he was a little... trying to be a little selfish.

Gathering up his courage, Lu Sheng raised his hand to hug Chu Xiao, turned over, and the two switched positions.

There was a hint of surprise in Chu Xiao's eyes.

But I saw this man speak aggrievedly and forcefully, "Since you have married me, you are not allowed to divorce me for the rest of your life! You are not allowed to abandon me for the rest of your life!"

"No one else is allowed!"

He is the only one in his heart his, and he hopes that he is the only one in his heart his.

Chu Xiao's brows and eyes were smiling, as if pampered and helpless, "Where can I find someone else?"

He felt that it was not enough to coax such a person, but he had no intention to coax other people.

Regardless of his current status his as a marshal, Lu Sheng buried his head in Chu Xiao 's shoulders, being strong but showing a bit of coquettishness, even holding Chu Xiao 's hand his, he unconsciously exerted force.

"No matter, you have to promise me!"

Chu Xiao helplessly patted Lu Sheng's back, "Okay, I promise you, so Sheng Sheng, are you happy now?"

Lu Sheng didn't get up, just clenched his hands and gave a vague hum.

His heart he seemed to explode, he thought he would hate himself like this.

Chu Xiao looked at Lu Sheng's crimson earlobes, and he knew these words, he must have mustered a lot of courage to speak.

It doesn't matter, since he doesn't believe it, he will spend his whole life answering this question and verifying the answer.

"Sheng Sheng, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars, so let's double cultivation."

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"Shen, are you sure you want this?"

Ji Sishen looked at his man who was tied up in the quilt, and spoke seriously.

"Well, I'm pretty sure!"

The depths of Fu Ting's eyes seemed helpless, but he was more pampered.

The little guy suddenly wanted to take the initiative, and even tied him...

In fact, on weekdays, the little milk bag has always been the one who takes the initiative, isn't it?

"You don't move!"

Fu Ting had no choice but to hum, waiting for his so-called... initiative.

But Ji Sishen was obviously cramming, sitting astride his waist his, holding a booklet in his hand his, and studying it very seriously.

This is what he brought from Xiaoxiao, and it is how he used his overwhelming ability his to win Lu Sheng's best secrets his.

So, being curious for a while, Ji Sishen was also eager to try it.

Fu Ting, who knew the source, decided to "annihilate" the source of the essence the next day.

but now…  …

Deep in Fu Ting's eyes was a flame that Ji Sishen had never noticed.

After reading the recipe, Ji Sishen threw the recipe away, feeling rather impatient, "I'd better do it myself."

Then he leaned down, one hand learned from the book, lightly raised Fu Ting's jaw, his eyes his were strong and emotional.

"Xiao Tingting, how about I marry you?"

Fu Ting: "..."

Ji Sishen: "..."

Suddenly Ji Sishen lay on Fu Ting's chest and laughed loudly, and physiological tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

fuck.

What kind of sand sculpture dialogue is this.

He knew that in some respects people should be self-aware.

Out of breath at the sight of people laughing, Fu Ting sighed helplessly, broke the rope easily, turned over, and pressed Ji Si deeply.

There was a soothing gesture on his hand, "Have you had enough?"

Ji Sishen took advantage of the situation to hook the person 's neck and opened his mouth, his brows and eyes his were dizzy.

Like a fairy.