Wife-loving addiction: Luo Shao, good morning

Chapter 158

Di Qian's muffled voice came out.

"I'm not angry anymore."

Luo Shu already knew Di Qian's attitude, so he took him into his arms very unceremoniously.

Smelling Diqian's scent is particularly reassuring, as if all fatigue has disappeared in an instant.

"I like your oil paintings very much." Di Qian still said the matter.

Luo Shu was very happy, Luo Shu's handsome face was covered, and his thin lips sealed Di Qian's.

Di Qian thought how could he be so energetic, he didn't sleep for many hours last night, and now he can still be a hooligan.

Di Qian felt that her worry was a little too much, and then put Di Qian on the bed in the lounge all the way.

"Well"

Diqian moaned softly, and his lips were opened hotly by Luo Shu.

Luo Shu sat beside Di Qian, with one hand on Di Qian's waist.

With the other hand, Di Qian was firmly shackled in his arms, but he was still bearing the weight on his body.

Luo Shu's lips were surprisingly gentle, Di Qian also surprisingly responded to Luo Shu's kiss, and his arms slowly climbed up Luo Shu's neck, deepening the sweetness.

, but at the end, the kiss became more and more passionate, and Di Qian almost couldn't resist it.

"Qianqian." Luo Shu's voice was hoarse and emotionally murmured, Diqian gasped from being kissed, and could only step back a little.

Take a breath of air, but not for a second.

He was pulled back by Luo Shu, and the heat of Di Qian's breath hit Luo Shu's neck.

Luo Shu felt that this was challenging his willpower.

But when he met Di Qian, his willpower has been extremely weak, so he decisively interrupted this fiery long kiss.

Di Qian was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, and felt that Luo Shu was a different kind.

Luo Shu fell on the bed beside Di Qian, and then hugged Di Qian tightly in his arms.

"How is it? Are my drawing skills okay?" Luo Shu boasted.

Di Qian thought why didn't he think Luo Shu was such a person before?
But it is undeniable to say that the paintings are really great, and Luo Shu's oil paintings are really great.

Di Qian doesn't like Western things, so what she knows is only Chinese ink painting.

I thought for a long time that I could draw a portrait of brother Luo with a brush and hang it in the master bedroom.

Then it's not that I am ashamed alone, but I have to take a piece of brother Luo's ugliest.

"The painting is very good, because it is really ugly." Di Qian couldn't help complaining that he was too ugly.

In that painting, brother Luo wouldn't choose a beautiful one, but wanted to fight against him.

Luo Shu didn't speak, nor did he answer Di Qian's question, because it really wasn't ugly.

It's just that Di Qian has some knots in his heart, so he can avoid these problems.

But Di Qian taught Luo Shu, who was six years older than him, seriously, "Brother Luo, don't stay up so long in the future, don't sleep!"

But Luo Shu answered Di Qian's question more seriously, "Didn't you say that we have two generation gaps? The elderly can't sleep, so they need to find something to do."

Di Qian was speechless at Luo Shu's quixotic answer.

Indeed, the generation gap issue was brought up by myself.

But now he took it out and started to tease himself again, brother Luo is a veteran driver!
"Ah, brother Luo, don't make fun of me!" Di Qian just nestled tightly in Luo Shu's arms without looking up.I'm so ashamed.

Luoshu looks like the world of our old people, which you young people don't understand.It really drove Di Qian crazy.

(End of this chapter)