Ye Luo felt that her refusal was already obvious.

However, Song Jiqing could still have an awkward chat with her?

In her impression, Song Jiqing was not so shameless!

Before Ye Luo could recover from the shock, Song Jiqing had already come over and put his arms around her shoulders: "Let's go."

Ye Luo: "..."

After entering the door, Ye Luo brought Song Jiqing's slippers, only to realize that she did not prepare men's slippers. He looked at Song Jiqing apologetically: "You may have to... feel aggrieved." After saying this, he handed Song Jiqing a pair of pink women's slippers with uppers.

There is also a pair of cute rabbits on it.

Song Jiqing frowned and refused decisively: "I don't want it."

"If you don't want to, you have to go barefoot." Ye Luo spread his hands helplessly, "I don't have men's slippers here."

"..." Song Jiqing reluctantly put on pink bunny slippers and touched Ye Luo's head, "Next time you go to the supermarket, remember to buy slippers for me." After saying that, he naturally walked towards the living room, as if he was back at home.

Same.

Ye Luo felt that Song Jiqing was really irritating and made a face at him.

Song Jiqing sat on the sofa and looked around the living room casually.

The apartment is not very big, and the furniture is very simple, but it is better because the windows are bright and clean, the scenery outside the window is unique, and the warm colors inside make the overall look very warm.

Ye Luo obviously didn't clean up the living room very much. There were open books and uneaten snacks on the white coffee table. The TV remote control fell into the cracks of the sofa. The pillows were also twisted. A cashmere blanket was half lying on the sofa.

, the other half has fallen to the carpet.

However, all this does not seem messy, but has a sense of life.

Ye Luo noticed Song Jiqing's appraising eyes, coughed, and said confidently: "I...I'm not very good at cleaning up. It's still too late for you to break up now!"

Song Jiqing touched Ye Luo's head and reassured her: "I will take care of it. When we get married, we complement each other."

"Hey, stop!" Ye Luo emphasized, "I didn't say I wanted to marry you!"

Song Jiqing frowned: "Luoluo, when we were in the park, we already talked about the child's problem."

We are already talking about children, doesn’t it mean we want to get married?

Ye Luo thought hard for a moment, then Feng Qingyun said calmly, "Oh," "It was just a casual chat."

Song Jiqing's expression suddenly became serious.

He looked at Ye Luo and said loudly: "Luo Luo, I don't get back together with you casually!"

"..."

Ye Luo looked at Song Jiqing's serious look and suddenly felt that her joke seemed a bit too much.

Hey, how should I answer Song Jiqing?

Before Ye Luo could think about it, Song Jiqing's warm lips had already pressed down and kissed her lips.

She subconsciously opened her teeth and entangled her lips with Song Jiqing's.

This time, Song Jiqing did not bite Ye Luo. Instead, he used skillful kissing skills to make Ye Luo unable to think and could only respond to his kiss blankly.

Ye Luo didn't know how she was pressed onto the sofa.

She only knew that when she came to her senses, Song Jiqing had already kissed her shoulder. The zipper of her little dress had been pulled down at some point.

She didn't know whether to obey or accept, so she pushed Song Jiqing weakly and called his name: "Song Jiqing..."

Song Jiqing kissed Ye Luo's collarbone, and his voice was as hot as his kiss: "Luo Luo..."

Ye Luo felt as if his chest had been burned, his heart softened, and he could no longer refuse Song Jiqing.

She hadn't heard Song Jiqing call her that for too many years.

However, when he called her that again at this time, those long-standing memories were suddenly awakened.

Song Jiqing's voice was still exactly the same as in her memory, gentle and full of love.

Maybe he really has never changed towards her.

Doesn't she treat him the same way?

Song Jiqing saw that Ye Luo was gradually unresponsive, and his mind slowly regained consciousness.

He had just gotten back together with Ye Luo, so he was really a little anxious.

They still have a long life ahead of them and there is no need to rush into this moment.

Song Jiqing let go of Ye Luo and zipped up her skirt.

Ye Luo blinked and looked at Song Jiqing in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Jiqing's Adam's apple moved and his voice became hoarse: "Go and change clothes, I..."

Before Song Jiqing could finish speaking, Ye Luo interrupted him doubtfully: "What clothes should I change into? Are you going to play a uniform game?"

Uniform game?

Song Jiqing frowned and stared at Ye Luo: "Who taught you?"

"Who should teach me?!" Ye Luo snorted, "Don't forget, I came back from the United States!"

Song Jiqing narrowed his eyes and picked up Ye Luo.

"Ah!" Ye Luo exclaimed and hurriedly grabbed the dress that was sliding down, "Song Jiqing!"

Song Jiqing's eyes suddenly became aggressive.

He bit Ye Luo's shoulder bitterly: "I originally planned to let you go. But looking at it now, it doesn't seem necessary."

Ye Luo was stunned for a moment——

So, when Song Jiqing asked her to change clothes just now, did he mean to ask her to change clothes in a very serious way?

Hey, where did she go?

Still playing in uniform!

Depend on!

Ye Luo wanted to make a final struggle to explain, but Song Jiqing had already thrown him onto the bed in the room.

She looked at Song Jiqing in horror, with a hint of begging for mercy in her tone: "Brother Ji Qing..."

Song Jiqing pulled off Ye Luo's dress, smiled, and stared at her like a wolf: "It's useless to call me brother now!"

The sunshine outside the window was extremely warm, and the wind that swept by was less chilly.

In the harsh winter, such warmth makes people yearn for it. It can even give rise to an illusion that spring is coming soon.

The daylight in winter is very short. It's only around five o'clock in the afternoon, and the light in the room has already become very dim.

Ye Luo couldn't remember how many times this happened. After it was over, Song Jiqing still refused to let go of her. He held her in his arms domineeringly and kissed her shoulders or her back.

She was panting and curled up in Song Jiqing's arms like a helpless insect, indifferent to Song Jiqing's kiss.

She is really too tired.

Seeing that it was almost six o'clock, Song Jiqing kissed Ye Luo's earlobe and asked in her ear: "Get up to eat?"

Ye Luo shook his head and said in a lazy voice: "I don't want to move."

Song Jiqing pondered for two seconds and said meaningfully: "I can move."

Ye Luo put his fist on Song Jiqing's chest, then hugged him and said coquettishly, "I'm so hungry."

"Is there any food in the refrigerator?" Song Jiqing's voice was almost doting, "I'll cook for you."

Ye Luo shook his head: "The refrigerator is empty. It's not like you don't know that I can't cook."

Song Jiqing hugged Ye Luo: "Get up then, let's go to the supermarket to buy groceries and buy some other things by the way."

After arriving at the supermarket, Ye Luo realized what Song Jiqing meant by "others".

It's nothing more than a series of daily necessities such as men's slippers, toothbrushes and towels.

She looked at Song Jiqing speechlessly: "Why did you buy so many?"

Song Ji Qingyun said calmly: "I will use it often in the future."

Ye Luo: "..."

After buying daily necessities, the two went to the fresh food area.

Ye Luo usually ignores this area when visiting the supermarket. As for today, she plans to watch Song Jiqing shopping.

Song Jiqing moved quickly, taking a few bags of vegetables and picking out a few fruits, and then went to the meat counter. Some of all kinds of meat were sold, and they were piled up in one corner of the shopping cart.

He remembered that Ye Luo liked to eat meat.

After buying fresh food, the two went to the seasoning area and bought all the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Song Jiqing also picked up two bottles of wine.

When checking out, Ye Luo watched Song Jiqing put things on the conveyor belt at the checkout counter one by one, and suddenly said: "Song Jiqing, looking at you like this, you really look like a good family man!"

Song Jiqing took advantage of the opportunity to put things away and looked back at Ye Luo: "What does it look like? It is what it is!"
To be continued...