"But we can't go back immediately, we have to wait a while."

"Why?" Yan Zheke asked cutely.

"The way you look now..." Lou Cheng reminded her with a smile, and there was unconcealable affection in his eyes.

Yan Zheke took out his mobile phone in confusion and used the screen as a mirror to look at it. Under the dark tones, he saw that his lips were frighteningly red and shiny, and the blush on his cheeks was extremely clear. At first glance, he felt that he was being "loved"

"What a look!

"Big pervert!" She punched Lou Cheng in embarrassment, "By the way, you haven't finished rubbing it yet, continue!"

Lou Cheng smiled, squatted down again, and rubbed the bruise on Yan Zheke's right leg again. Sometimes he looked up at the girl, only to see her biting her lower lip and looking at him quietly and shyly. Although she didn't

She speaks, but her beautiful black and white eyes contain a lot.

The locker room was quiet again, but it was different from the pink quiet just now. This time it was like a flat lake at night, peaceful and quiet.

Lou Cheng suddenly remembered a song and a line of lyrics:

"When I was seventeen, I kissed his face and thought I would be with him forever..."
Chapter completed!