To The Lovely You

  Luo Xiaomei felt unhappy: he obviously invited him to sleep here, who is he showing this stinky face now?

   "Humph!" She snorted deliberately and forcefully from her nostrils, wanting to show that she was very angry and angry at this time, so she waited for Ke Jingheng to coax her as usual.

   But he didn't expect that he would continue to lie still with his back to her, not even a good word.

  Luo Xiaomei was even more angry, she directly lifted the quilt and sat up, posing to jump out of bed.

   Hearing the movement on the bed, Ke Jingheng finally glanced at her through his body and said nervously, "Littleberry, where are you going?"

   "Hey, I'm going back to sleep!" Luo Xiaomei jumped out of bed angrily, "Anyway, I'm not welcome here!"

   "Don't go!" Ke Jingheng hurriedly hugged her from behind, "Don't go...I...I want to sleep with you."

   "Then why are you ignoring me!" Luo Xiaomei pushed him and jumped out of bed with a gesture, "I'd better go back, so as not to get in your eyes here!"

   "Littleberry Littleberry!" Ke Jingheng was in a hurry, so he picked her up and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Why would I be willing to ignore you?"

   "Then why did you turn your back to me just now!" Luo Xiaomei frowned in dissatisfaction, "And... don't hug me either."

   Ke Jingheng looked at her puffy cheeks, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Why, you...you want me to hug you?"

   "Who... who is rare!" Luo Xiaomei broke free from his embrace, of course, just pretending.

  Ke Jingheng hugged her tighter, bit her ear and said, "Am I not holding you now? Just now I... I was a little emotional, so I'm not allowed to repair myself?"

   "You...why are you so emotional, I didn't mess with you!" Luo Xiaomei pouted and poked his chest in dissatisfaction.

   Ke Jingheng blushed and turned his head: "It's alright, not anymore."

   But Luo Xiaomei just wanted to ask clearly, he straightened his face, stared at his beautiful eyes and asked seriously, "Speak! Confession is lenient, and resistance is strict!"

   "You really want to know?" Ke Jingheng raised his eyebrows at her, his eyes full of ambiguous and shy emotions.

   "Yeah!" Luo Xiaomei nodded vigorously, "Hurry up and say it, if you have any opinions, you can raise it! But if I don't accept it, that's another matter."

Ke Jingheng's face turned red again, he coughed twice with his fist to his mouth, and said slowly, "I...I really want to show you the muscles I've trained, but...you don't want to. .I feel so hurt...Berry...you know what? Every time I work out, I think...if you see my results, you'll love it."

  Luo Xiaomei couldn't help but burst out laughing: God, why is this guy so awkward and so cute. Where can someone force others to look at his muscles, and they are not happy if they don't...

   "You laugh, you laugh..." Ke Jingheng frowned and pretended to be unhappy, "Forget it, don't tell me."

  Luo Xiaomei hurriedly stretched out his hand to wrap his neck around his neck, and coaxed in a rare good voice: "Okay, since you want to show so much, I'll take a look at it with reluctance!"

   "It's so reluctant, then forget it." Ke Jingheng was even more unhappy, his chin tightened.