Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Zhou Beicheng hugged her tightly, afraid that she would push him away.

After a long time, Meng Yutang sighed softly.

Zhou Beicheng's heart tightened, his whole body panicked, and his hands couldn't help shaking.

"What do you mean by sigh... are you disappointed with me?"

His voice was hoarse, and the whole person could hear him panicking.

He was afraid that she would be disappointed in him.

It was as if all the trust and love that had been built collapsed in an instant.

His hands slowly tightened.

"do not leave Me……"

"Tangtang, be good, Meng Jiaojiao... Please..."

He was terrified.

The next moment Meng Yutang raised his hand and gently hugged his waist.

Her cold voice rang in his ears: "Well, don't leave."

Zhou Beicheng was taken aback, and hugged him even tighter.

"sorry."

His voice was slightly choked with sobs.

So scared, really scared...

Sensing his panic, Meng Yutang patted his back lightly with his hand.

"I'm not angry anymore, don't be afraid."

Zhou Beicheng's hands clasped her waist tightly.

He stared at her face, his eyes were red: "Really?"

Meng Yutang sighed and looked at him and nodded: "Well, it's good that you don't have anything to do, I don't want to be angry when I'm with you, I miss you very much."

Zhou Beicheng bowed his head and kissed her forehead lightly.

"Sorry, I miss you too, I miss you so much..."

His kiss ran down her forehead, onto her eyes, onto her cheeks, onto the corners of her lips...

Finally landed on her neck...

"Hey, I miss you so much..."

I don't see you for a day, and I miss you.

Meng Yutang's response turned into a soft humming that echoed in his ears.

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Meng Yutang was hugged and leaned against his arms, not wanting to move.

Zhou Beicheng tilted his head and kissed her forehead.

"Okay, I'm sorry."

He didn't know how many times he apologized.

Meng Yutang raised his eyes: "I know, I forgive you, there is no need to apologize anymore."

Zhou Beicheng raised his hand and helped her cut her hair.

"But I was wrong."

Meng Yutang sighed and leaned into his arms and said softly: "All your premise is to protect yourself, and all my anger is because I want to protect you. We coincidentally, and you are not wrong.

If it's wrong, I'm wrong too, and I didn't tell you my identity. "

Zhou Beicheng held her hand and clasped her fingers tightly.

"But I knew from the very beginning that you were from the dark night, and you were not wrong to lie to me."

Meng Yutang couldn't help laughing, and raised his eyes to look at him: "So even if it's wrong, it's yours, and I'm right."

Zhou Beicheng nodded: "You are all right."

Meng Yutang smiled and leaned closer to kiss his lips, then bit it lightly.

"Okay! This is punishment! Don't mention it in the future!"

Zhou Beicheng was taken aback, leaned closer and pressed her forehead, and said in a low voice, "This kind of punishment can be more frequent."

Meng Yutang: "..."

Before she could speak, she was kissed by him.

"..."

He clasped her waist tightly with his hands and pressed himself tightly.

Meng Yutang felt something was wrong, begging for mercy softly: "Tired..."

Zhou Beicheng stared at her, eyes full of affection and affection: "I'm not tired, you don't need to move, I'll come..."

Meng Yutang:? ? ?

Your uncle!

He turned over and pressed her under him, buried his face in her shoulder and nibbled her earlobe, his voice was seductive and hoarse: "Baby, I miss you so much~"

Meng Yutang: "..."

She didn't have time to speak, and he led her into it again and again...

The night was as calm as water, stirring up ripples.

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