He had never seen soone so shaless. Before they started dating, Ling Yin was a serious and mature man, but now he seed to be getting more childish with ti, often acting super mischievous, especially in the past six months, as if teasing him was a delightful ga.
"If you’re not missing an arm or a leg, then get off ! Go find your mistress and OOXX, maybe she can give you a child!" Hua Hua spoke with a hint of jealousy, making Ling Yin hold his breath involuntarily.
"Why is your mouth so sour?" He couldn’t help but laugh as he was about to steal a kiss from Hua Hua.
"This young master ate a whole bottle of vinegar, how about that?"
Hua Hua said, totally unconcerned.
Ling Yin couldn’t tell if he really ate vinegar or if he was jealous, but he did notice a distinct vinegar sll when breathing, and guessed it might be both, "Why are you jealous? Is that stuff edible? What if it hurts your health?"
"None of your business! Why did you co here? I told you to get off . Are you deaf or like Mao Mao, unable to understand human language?"
Even though he said that, he couldn’t help but relish Ling Yin’s embrace, warm and familiar.
Ling Yin lightly touched his face, with a look of gentle apology in his eyes, "Where did this mistress co from? Don’t you know your big wife yet? There’s no ordinary person worth my attention; compared to you, they can’t even match one percent. Don’t you know my aesthetic tastes? You’ve long trained to love no one but you."
"Pfft! All sweet talk."
Ling Yin continued with complints, "Do you not have confidence in your looks? What woman in this world could compare to you? You’d look great in won’s clothing."
"Get lost!" Bringing this up again, I can’t count how many tis he’s tried to subtly persuade to wear won’s clothing for him!
He’s truly a pervert. How could I, a man of dignity, wear won’s clothing just for his vulgar habits?
"Perhaps that woman has better skills in bed than I do. n are creatures driven by the lower half; once they lose control, a skilled woman can capture their souls," Hua Hua said, laden with jealousy.
Ling Yin sniffed the air: "What are you cooking?"
Suddenly he stood up, and strode towards the kitchen.
Hua Hua shouted "Oh no!" and quickly followed Ling Yin into the kitchen.
It was a disaster; the pot in the kitchen had caught fire, blackening the walls. Without a word, Ling Yin grabbed a fire extinguisher, and pulled him, "Get out quickly."
"Be careful," Hua Hua said nervously.
"Get out first." Ling Yin said while extinguishing the fire and pushing him out.
Fortunately, the flas weren’t large, and he quickly put it out.
But the kitchen was a ss. The two of them were busy cleaning up the remnants. For a mont, Hua Hua forgot to be angry. After they cleaned the kitchen, Ling Yin’s head was covered in gray ash, a thick layer of white and black, while Hua Hua also had dust all over him.
"Go shower quickly; otherwise, you’ll be itching everywhere tonight." Ling Yin raised his hand to pat the dust off Hua Hua.
Seeing Ling Yin’s nose covered in ash, Hua Hua was worried: "You’re the sa."
Seeing this, Ling Yin sincerely asked him, "Can we shower together?"
Hua Hua pretended to stomp his foot in annoyance: "Get lost!"
Then he turned and sulkily went up the stairs. Halfway up, when he noticed Ling Yin hadn’t followed, he got even more irritated. In monts like these, he should know to act shalessly! Frustrated, he shouted, "What are you still standing there for?"
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