While washing the cups, Lou Cheng was waiting for his girlfriend to be moved by his thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness. He didn't expect to be greeted with such words. For a moment, he was confused, wronged, and a little confused.
If I were to use you as a tool to vent, then why do I have to endure so much pain every time?
If I were to use you as a tool to vent, then why do I have to test your attitude every time before I dare to take a step further?
He turned his head and saw the complicated emotions in the girl's eyes. Then he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down so that his explanation wouldn't turn into a dispute. "How could I use you as that kind of, that kind of tool? Don't I dare to continue every time only when you don't object? If you don't like it, you can tell me. You can just show it. I can definitely hold it in and won't force you! "
When he said the last sentence, he felt that he couldn't control his emotions and was a little agitated, so he kept repeating the words "calm down" and "communicate".
Yan Zheke seemed to have calmed down and wasn't as agitated as before. Her nose was a little blocked, and she said anxiously,
"That's not what I mean. I mean, every time we are alone, you act like your mind is full of that kind of thing. You act like you're always thinking about that kind of thing. You act like you're always thinking about that kind of thing. You act like you're always thinking about that kind of thing when we're alone …"
Her words were a little messy, but she didn't look away. She looked straight at Lou Cheng, pursed her lips, and said, "Sometimes, I'm not very willing, but I feel that you like it very much. I'm afraid that you'll be disappointed and unhappy, so I still cooperate with you …"
Speaking of this, she paused and sniffed. Her eyes became a little redder.
To be honest, Lou Cheng felt a little disappointed and hurt in his heart. But when he heard Yan Zheke's words, he felt her grievance, her tolerance, and her concession. Immediately, most of the emotions in his heart dissipated. He seriously examined his performance during this time.
It seemed, probably, that he always unconsciously let the two of them be filled with hormones when they were alone.
He exhaled the turbid breath just now and said, "You mean you don't like it every time? You mean I act like I'm only thinking about that kind of thing? You hope that we can do something else when we are alone? "
"Ke, if you don't like it, you must show it. Although I'm more attentive in other aspects, I'm not that sensitive in this kind of thing. If you don't say it or don't object, I'll think that you like it very much …"
As he said this, he felt a little funny and a little bit sentimental because he remembered a sentence by Little Ming: sometimes, a girl's willing is liking, and sometimes not liking, but sometimes their willingness doesn't necessarily mean they don't like it........
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. "" Take it slow. Wait for me … "
"Take it slow. Wait for me …" Seeing Yan Zheke like this and hearing her words, Lou Cheng's remaining emotions completely disappeared. He pursed his lips and promised seriously,
"I'll control myself!"
"I'll wait for you!"
While the electric kettle was turning on, he put down the cup and took a step forward. He took Yan Zheke's hand and pulled her into his arms. He didn't kiss her, but just wanted to hold her quietly.
Yan Zheke hugged his back and buried her face in his shoulder. After a while, she said softly, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.
"When I was at the Ranking Event, I was actually very touched and happy to see that you could endure for me. However, you always acted like you were thinking about that kind of thing, which made me a little confused. I thought that since I was on my period, I could take the opportunity to see your reaction. I wanted to see if you were disappointed, depressed, indifferent, or something else. In the end, you already knew and didn't feel disappointed at all. You even tried your best to take care of me and even prepared ginger tea …"
"I feel a little guilty and guilty. I feel that I misunderstood you, so I plucked up the courage to tell you my thoughts and communicate with you. Don't let these things hurt our relationship bit by bit."
She raised her head. She was a little embarrassed and couldn't bring herself to say it, but she still pursed her lips and looked at Lou Cheng earnestly. "Cheng, I'm sorry. What I said at the beginning was a little harsh. No, it's not what I really think. It's just that I've thought about a few expressions just now, but I felt that they were either too tactful or too coquettish. I couldn't let you know my attitude clearly. I was afraid that you wouldn't take it seriously, so I said those words.
"You don't need to apologize between us …" Lou Cheng stroked her hair and thought for a while. "At first, I felt a little hurt and couldn't believe that you actually thought of me like this. But after hearing your grievance and concession, I felt that it was nothing …"
And it was a girl's period. It was completely understandable.
Yan Zheke's beautiful eyebrows relaxed and finally showed a faint smile. She lowered her head and buried it in Lou Cheng's shoulder. She said in a low voice, "It's nothing. Two people can't only give and endure one-sided. I can feel your heart, so I want to do the same …"
"Next time when you don't like it, you must express it. I'm very stupid. I'm afraid that I'll misunderstand your meaning. Now I don't even know when to kiss and when not to kiss." Lou Cheng said with some distress.
Yan Zheke's pretty face pressed on his shoulder. She laughed in a muffled voice. "Idiot. Atmosphere. Feeling. Do you understand?"
"I don't understand. What do you mean by atmosphere right? What do you mean by feeling right? You don't have any quantitative standards …" Lou Cheng was sweating. When he was about to say something more, he heard the sound of the electric kettle turning on and off.
He let go of her and waited for the boiling sound to stop. Then he heated the cup again with boiling water. Then he tore open the packaging and put in the brown sugar ginger tea. Finally, he ran the supernatural ability of frost to reduce the temperature to a level where it would not burn his tongue.
The housekeeping supernatural ability was really good!
Yan Zheke stood beside him, quietly watching him busying himself. Her eyes were sparkling and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile that seemed to be both happy and warm.
"It's done." Lou Cheng passed the cup to her.
Yan Zheke took it with both hands and sat on the edge of the bed. She closed her eyes and took a deep sip. Then she smiled and said,
"I've always heard about this kind of tea. But I don't like the taste of ginger. So every time I put it in the shopping cart, I didn't buy it."
"Ah, did I pick the wrong one?" Lou Cheng asked with some annoyance.
Usually when they were eating, he would pay attention to the girl's habits. When he found that she didn't reject the ginger in the dishes and soup, he thought that she would accept the ginger tea. But this kind of thing couldn't be asked directly. That would be the end of the surprise.
Yan Zheke smiled and took another sip from the cup. Her cheeks were rosy because of the heat. She looked to the side and said calmly, "You're right.
"Now I like it …"
"I like the boy who cares about my period. I like his carefulness when he's busy. I like the way he tolerates my stubbornness and willfulness …"
"That's good." Lou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and sat beside Yan Zheke. He thought for a while and said, "Ke, I need to talk to you about two things."
"What is it?" Yan Zheke blinked and looked at him. Her eyes were still a little red.
Lou Cheng chose his words carefully and said, "You said that my reaction was too big and scared you. But this is my instinct. I can't control it even if I want to. You're so beautiful and so tempting in my heart. I'm full of vigor and I like you so much. Even if I don't think about dirty things in my mind, I can't help but have a reaction most of the time. It's not that I want to do whatever I want. It's not that I only want to take advantage of you. I hope you can understand.
"Really?" Yan Zheke bit her lips and looked a little curious.
Lou Cheng said sincerely, "Really. You can ask your best friends."
"Okay." Yan Zheke nodded thoughtfully. "What's the second thing?"
Lou Cheng smiled and said, "In fact, even if your period didn't come, I think I can still control it at the last moment. First, I don't think I have the ability to shoulder your future. Besides, I promised Empress Dowager. I always feel that her eyes are watching me from afar. It's quite stressful."
"Second, I fear suspicion and lack of confidence the most in a long-distance relationship. I want to show you that even in front of the girl I love, I can still control it if no one stops me. Not to mention those flirtatious bitches out there. I hope I can give you confidence in this way so that our relationship can go on forever. Uh, do you think I'm thinking too far ahead and seem a little silly?"
Yan Zheke couldn't help but laugh. She rolled her eyes and said,
"Of course not …"
I like this silly look of yours. I like that you think too far ahead for our future!
She held the cup and slowly finished the brown sugar ginger tea. She exhaled and said, "I feel much better."
"Do you still want to go out for supper?" Lou Cheng asked.
Yan Zheke pressed her belly with her right hand and thought for a while.
"Let me relax a little more."
Speaking of this, she pursed her lips and turned her head to the side. Blushing, she hummed and said, "You made me very emotional today. Rub my belly as punishment!"
"Okay!" Lou Cheng was pleasantly surprised.
Yan Zheke took off her shoes and curled up with her back to Lou Cheng. Her black hair covered the white pillow.
Lou Cheng gestured to her and carefully lay on his side behind her. His left hand went around her waist and reached for her belly.
At this moment, Yan Zheke hummed in a low voice.
"You're pressing on my hair!"
"Ah …" Lou Cheng hurriedly raised his upper body and let her gather her hair. Then he dared to lie down.
His left hand touched Yan Zheke's belly through the T-shirt.
After rubbing for a while, Yan Zheke suddenly said softly,
"You can reach in and rub … Your, your hand is hot …"
Lou Cheng looked at her in surprise. He saw that she was still lying on her side and didn't turn around. Her black hair was like a waterfall and her ears were bright red.
Taking a breath, he carefully opened the T-shirt and put his hand in. But the first thing he touched was the feeling of a piece of paper.
"What's this?" He asked subconsciously.
Yan Zheke was embarrassed and annoyed. "Sanitary pads!"
"Ah?" Lou Cheng was confused. He had only heard of sanitary pads.
"It's, oh, it's the upgraded version of sanitary pads. You don't have to worry about leakage …" Yan Zheke explained shyly.
"Oh, sanitary pads in the shape of pants …" Lou Cheng suddenly understood. He put his hand in a little and touched her belly. Then he began to rub it carefully.
Lou Cheng couldn't help but have a little reaction. But soon he restrained himself and stopped thinking about it. He recalled what had happened before and thought about what the girl had said.
Usually, Yan Zheke was a beautiful and gentle girl. She was gentle on the outside but delicate on the inside. She was mature and cute at the same time. But was this the complete her?
No, just now she had her own opinion, bottom line, courage, and persistence. No wonder Empress Dowager said she was stubborn in her bones.
And she could think about what kind of words were more appropriate. She would choose the former between effect and tone. Compared to other girls who were tactful and reserved, she could speak frankly and fearlessly when necessary … No wonder she had rejected so many boys but didn't have any scandals. She didn't have too many pestering pursuers …
"Ah, I'm still too immature. Fortunately, Yan Zheke is willing to communicate with me instead of keeping it in her heart. It would be troublesome if a small problem became a big problem."
While rubbing, he heard Yan Zheke's breath become long and steady. He looked up and found that the girl had fallen into a deep sleep. The torment of menstruation and emotional turmoil made her physically and mentally exhausted.
Lou Cheng looked at her quietly without any thoughts. In this quiet and warm atmosphere, he also felt a little sleepy and wanted to synchronize his breath with Yan Zheke's.
"Sleep for half an hour …" He rubbed and unconsciously closed his eyes.
When he woke up abruptly and looked at his phone, it was almost one o 'clock. So he forcibly pulled himself out of the warm and fragrant quilt, carefully got off the bed and covered the girl's legs with the quilt again.
During this process, he hesitated for a while whether to help Yan Zheke take off her pants. But he was afraid of being misunderstood, so he restrained himself. He turned off the light and tiptoed to the door.
"What time is it?" Suddenly, Yan Zheke, who had lost the warmth on her back, asked in a daze.
Lou Cheng stopped and turned back. "It's almost one o 'clock."
Yan Zheke turned on the bedside lamp and struggled to get up. She sleepily walked to the suitcase and took out a set of pajamas and a bag of things.
When she passed by Lou Cheng and entered the bathroom, she lowered her head and said in a low voice,
"You can sleep here tonight … You can't sleep if you keep going back and forth. And, and you can continue to rub my belly! Yes, rub your belly! "
Lou Cheng looked at her in surprise and saw the girl's face as red as blood. She closed the door of the bathroom with a bang.
"Sleep with her?" Lou Cheng was stunned and immediately felt a strong surge of joy. Although he couldn't do anything, he always felt that it was very good.
Yan Zheke changed into her underwear, washed her face and brushed her teeth. She walked out of the bathroom and didn't dare to look at Lou Cheng.
"Go wash up. It stinks!"
Lou Cheng laughed and cleaned himself up after a while. When he returned to the room, Yan Zheke was lying on her side again with her back to him.
Her body was completely buried in the quilt. Her black hair was like a cloud, setting off her small oval face. Under the dim bedside lamp, everything was so warm.
Lou Cheng held his breath and came to the bedside. He hesitated for a while whether to take off his pants. But in the end, he carefully took them off, pulled the quilt and got in.
A burst of fragrance hit him. He took a breath and lay down cautiously. Then he heard the girl moan again.
"You are pressing on my hair!"
"This …" Lou Cheng was confused. "Why does this always happen?"
"In the future, when we vote for the most words between a man and a woman lying on the bed, if the woman has long hair, I will definitely choose" You are pressing on my hair "…
He raised his upper body again and tucked Yan Zheke's hair back. Then he turned off the bedside lamp and lay on his side. He put his left hand around her waist and stretched it to the same place, continuing to massage.
Under the quilt, the girl's thin pajamas assaulted him. Lou Cheng couldn't help but have a reaction again.
"I, I will hold it back. It's instinct …" Lou Cheng felt the girl's body stiffen and hurriedly explained.
Yan Zheke didn't turn around and said in the quilt,
"I believe you …"
"I believe you …" Hearing these four words, Lou Cheng suddenly felt that his previous efforts and efforts were worth it. His eyes became hot and he massaged more carefully.
The two of them chatted casually. Soon, Yan Zheke fell asleep again. Lou Cheng concealed his spirit and qi and fell into a deep sleep soon after.
At 5: 30 in the morning, he woke up naturally. He saw the dim light from outside and saw the soft body in his arms and the sweet fragrance. It was an indescribably beautiful picture.
He resisted the throbbing and struggled to leave the bed of warmth. He didn't want to wake the girl up, so he planned to go back to his room to wash up.
At this moment, Yan Zheke felt his departure and turned around subconsciously. However, she didn't catch him. She opened her eyes in a daze and said slowly, "You are up?"
"Yes." Lou Cheng knelt on the bed, lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.
Yan Zheke raised her hands and put them around his neck. She muttered, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet …"
Hearing this, Lou Cheng laughed secretly. He lowered his head again and kissed her deeply without any lust.
After the kiss, Yan Zheke withdrew her hands and looked at him coquettishly and lazily.
"Remember to buy me breakfast when you come back."
"Okay." Lou Cheng agreed with a smile. He put on his clothes and left the room with light steps.
Walking in the dim corridor, he felt unusually satisfied and warm. There was an indescribable happiness. The scene just now seemed to be a scene he had dreamed of for a long time.
After marriage, every morning.
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