Urban Evil Emperor

"Oh, you're going to die, you're so bad, you're so ashamed." Siyu buried her head deeper in Tingdong's arms.

Tingdong was also a little angry: "I won't say it, but you want me to say it, so you can't blame me."

Si Yu lay in Tingdong's arms, seeing him silent for a long time, thought he was angry, and secretly looked sideways, only to see that he was also upturned, in a daze.

She couldn't bear it in her heart. In her heart, Ting Dong had always been a good boy. Although others almost called him Lai San'er, she had never called him that once. She hated this title and wanted to treat those who called him Lai San'er She blocked her mouth, but there was no way, she didn't have so many hands.

She firmly believed that Tingdong didn't watch his mother take a bath, because his mother framed him. If he did, he would admit it, so she felt that she owed him and should make up for him.

At the same time, she is also very dependent on Tingdong. It is very easy to study with him, and she also feels safe. She can ignore everything, as long as she does what he says, she is very at ease.

The classmates all joked about her and Tingdong, saying that she was Tingdong's wife. Although she was a little annoyed on the surface, she was a little happy in her heart. Let the wife be the wife. Anyway, I will marry when I grow up, so it's okay to be his wife. good.

Although she doesn't know exactly what a wife really means, she knows her father, mother, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Lin.Her father and mother have often quarreled since she could remember, and they have been arguing for so many years, which annoyed her a lot.

However, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Lin, the father and mother of Tingdong next door, have hardly quarreled. Uncle Zhou likes to drink and has a bad temper, but Aunt Lin never cares about him. The family is always so harmonious. Aunt Lin should play a major role.

She secretly swore that if she married in the future, she would be like Aunt Lin and be a good woman, then she would be his good woman. How to be a good woman is of course to make her man happy.

Siyu sat up resolutely, and unbuttoned her shirt one by one.

Zhou Tingdong panicked, "What are you doing, Siyu, stop..." He quickly grabbed Siyu's little hand, preventing her from making another move, begging for mercy, "Please, Siyu, I was wrong, I was just joking with you, you know, I'm not that bad, I'm just fascinated for a while, don't be like this, Siyu..."

Siyu's heart warmed, and she said softly: "I know, you are not a bad boy, and this is not a condition, I am willing, I want to be your wife, and I can show you everything."

Zhou Tingdong grabbed Siyu's hand and said nothing, he regretted that he said that sentence, and even regretted that he had such a dirty thought.

Siyu is pure, pure like a crystal ice flower, which makes him feel ashamed in front of her.

The feeling towards Siyu is not like that of Yunyun. In fact, when he was with Yunyun yesterday, he was basically sober. He didn't push back, and he didn't feel guilty.

The more Tingdong refused, the more Siyu felt his purity and loveliness. She rolled her eyes, stood up suddenly, and said, "Okay, let's do our homework and stop talking about it, okay?"

Hearing this, Tingdong breathed a sigh of relief, put down Siyu's little hand, unscrewed the cap of the pen, and started writing at his desk.

Siyu turned around, with her back to Tingdong.

Zhou Tingdong didn't care, Siyu unbuttoned a few buttons just now, he must have turned around to fasten the buttons, he didn't look up.

Suddenly, Siyu called softly: "Tingdong, look up, do you think I'm pretty?"

Ting Dong raised his head when he heard the sound, and was suddenly stunned.

Presented in front of Zhou Tingdong is a beautiful half (nude) picture of a young girl, her snow-white skin is like suet white jade, moist and lustrous, and two newly bloomed buds protrude from her smooth breasts, like two bright rubies , shining with a seductive luster.

It is a kind of holy beauty, so beautiful that people can't look directly at it, and it can't arouse a trace of lust and possession, and some can only be appreciation, admiration, love and holiness.

Zhou Tingdong walked over slowly, handed the white tube top on the table to Siyu, picked up the white shirt and draped it over her shoulders, then held her cheeks, and kissed her forehead affectionately.

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