Lu Yeming’s handsome eyes were filled with a joyful smile as he looked at her dotingly.
Jun Xi Qing was embarrassed. She didn’t dare to lie on his chest, so she put her little head on his pillow and stuck her head on his handsome face. “You Recognize me?”
Smelling the sweet fragrance on her body, Lu Yeming curled his thin lips. “Apart from you, which other girl would foolishly look at me when I’m about to Cry?”
He had told her not to come, but she still came.
However, Lu Yeming was not surprised. She would definitely come.
Jun Xi Qing pouted her red lips. “Who knows? You have a lot of rotten peach blossoms on you. There will always be a lot of women eyeing you covetously.”
“Heh.”
Lu yeming laughed hoarsely.
Jun Xi Qing moved closer to his handsome cheek and kissed it again. “Can I kiss you?”
She had already kissed him, yet he still asked this question.
