sweet love

Chapter 8 Kiwi Kiss
"Me and her..."

Could it be that she also has an older sister, and the older sister is his girlfriend.

She doesn't want such a bloody plot...

Looking at the girl who was gradually wrinkling her small face, Tang Zhihuan sat down, her sexy thin lips tugged: "If I say, this is you, do you believe it or not?"

"It's me?" Song Xixi's eyes widened.

This is a person in her 20s, and she knows how to make up. The only beauty product she has now is the eight-fold moisturizing cream, and she is not even full now.

"Teacher Tang, are you kidding me?"

Tang Zhihuan took back the phone and looked directly at her with long eyes: "It's fine if you don't believe me, if you haven't finished your homework, take out the physics first."

Song Xixi took out the physics book and exercise book, and put the corrected Chinese test paper aside.

My heart is in a mess.

That woman does look exactly like him, except that he is much more mature than him.

The man casually lifted the frame on the bridge of his nose with his fingers, and when he was about to start tutoring, he heard the girl ask in a low voice: "Ms. Tang, why do you have her picture in your phone? What is your relationship with her?"

Tang Zhihuan's eyes suddenly softened a lot, and he looked deeply at Song Xixi: "She is my wife."

"..."

The flattering smile on Song Xixi's face slowly froze, feeling as if she had fallen from a cloud to a cliff, feeling the pressure of weightlessness.

he has married?

Didn't you say you were only 20 years old?

Just now he joked that the woman was him, but now he said it was his wife, what did he mean?

Song Xixi lowered her head, without any thought of continuing to do her homework, her voice was low.

"Didn't you just say that this person is me? Why did you become your wife again?"

The man chuckled, touched his chin, and then leaned closer to the girl, seeing the girl's dilated pupils after being frightened, with a sexy smile on the corner of her mouth: "Song Xixi, don't you like me now?"

Not to mention anything else, doesn't she like his skin now?

"..."

Song Xixi's cheeks were flushed, and she swallowed.

She looks so handsome, of course she likes it...

but……

The man stepped back, raised his legs and looked at her with a low smile.

"I traveled over ten years later, when we got married and you were my wife."

Song Xixi's eyes widened, feeling like Tang Zhihuan had completely shattered his three views.

"Ten years later, the technology will be very advanced. The space-time shuttle machine developed by my team can travel back to the past through time and space."

"What did you travel over here for?"

The man coughed lightly: "Someone said that his brain was not working well since he was a child, and he wanted to change the past and study hard, and then he met me in advance of the entrance examination for God's University."

"..."

She still has a good brain, right?

Mother Song knocked on the door. This time she didn't push the door open and came in. She asked through the door, "Xixi, Mom cut some fruit for you, come and open the door."

"Oh..." Song Xixi got up hurriedly, touched her hot and hot cheeks, took a deep breath before opening the door.

"What's wrong with your face?"

"It's nothing, thank you Mom!" Song Xixi grabbed the fruit and closed the door directly.

How does she feel that this man is coaxing a three-year-old child?
Taking a deep breath again, Song Xixi put the fruit plate on the table, took a piece of kiwi fruit with a toothpick in it, and took a bite, feeling a little arrogant, she couldn't let this man despise her IQ so much!

"Hmph, don't lie to me, I don't believe you!"

"How can there be a space-time shuttle, I don't—"

Before he finished speaking, Song Xixi suddenly couldn't move, and continued to eat kiwi fruit.

The man opposite had long eyes and a slight smile, and there was a heart-pounding charm hidden under his gentleness.

Leaning over, put down her little hand holding the toothpick, and slowly moved closer until her thin lips touched, biting off the kiwi on her lips.

The juice that spewed out touched the lips, and it was slightly cool.

The man swallowed methodically, and gently wiped the juice from his lips for her.

Looking at each other, Song Xixi's eyelashes trembled and her heart beat violently.

The man paused, swallowed the sweet and sour juice, "Sooner or later it will be mine."

Closer again, a long, kiwi-flavored kiss.

……

(End of this chapter)