Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

She actually wants to know the answer, yes, she wants to know, especially her heart is always thinking about these questions.

"Huh? What did you want to say just now?" Bo Qing took the porridge, walked over, handed it to Jin Yu, and asked casually.

Jin Yu was taken aback by the question, then shook his head in panic, with a little guilty conscience: "No, nothing."

How dare she tell him her thoughts?

She secretly covered her face, if he didn't mean that, wouldn't she be acting affectionate? [

She breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart, then bit her lower lip, and could still feel her heart beating violently.

In fact, she almost blurted out just now, and continued to ask Boqing, why are you being so nice to me?Since you treat me so well, does that mean you still care about me?But if you care about me, why did you regret your marriage in front of the whole world a year ago?

Yes, she was curious, she didn't understand, and she didn't understand.

For no reason, he was disgusted by him.

More or less, the bottom of my heart is a little sad.

"Half said, what's next?" He was relentless and didn't give her any chance to escape. Of course, he should know that if she had noticed his kindness to her, didn't she start to pay attention to him? This person is getting closer?

"That, that is, there are many things I can't figure out..." Jin Yu rolled his eyes quickly, looking for an excuse.

"Well, you said that, what's next?" Boqing stirred the porridge slowly, took a spoonful, and brought it to her mouth, looking at her with a slightly ambiguous look.

Jin Yu opened his mouth stupidly, drank the porridge, and then was so nervous that he didn't know what to do, but saw him take a spoonful of porridge, put it to his mouth and blow it, the beautiful tip of his tongue was very attractive.

Jinyu's brain became hot, she thought of his kiss just now, his tongue was inserted into her mouth, it was soft and cool, and it made her very comfortable to lick.

"Why don't you say it?" Bo Qing raised her head, urged again, and brought the porridge to Jin Yu's mouth along the way.

"That, that...that is, why do you like to stick your tongue into my mouth every time you kiss?!"

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