Sweetheart rolled onto the bed in a vague darkness, and in the darkness where she could see her five fingers, she looked at Situ Qinglang in shock.

Situ Qinglang raised his upper body and stared at her eyes in a daze, and repeatedly stroked her smooth cheeks with both hands.

What do he want to do? Sweetheart was nervous and suddenly a word popped up in his mind - after drinking! After a while! Sex!

Could it be that he wants to be with him...

No! Sweet mental intelligence still made a big alarm in her heart. She was not disgusted with him doing some romantic things, but she couldn't accept it when he was not awake! She was afraid that he would turn against him tomorrow morning!

"Qing...Qinglang?" She tried to scream, as she looked timid as a kitten.

Situ Qinglang tightened his body, and suddenly turned over, completely imprisoning her under him. His slender body covered her tightly. Seeing that there was fear, entanglement, and uneasiness in her bright eyes...

And those emotions rushing around in his body like a ball of fire, accompanied by her twisting movements, his rational collapse, and for a moment he was left with only the most primitive impulse.

"sweetheart……"

He gasped nervously, and the slightly hoarse voice arose in the air into Shenxin's heart and pulled it hard.

Sweetheart immediately felt that her bones were almost slimming. She thought in a daze... How could a man be so sexy and seductive?

"Qing, Qingliang, you, calm down, you, you, me, I, I, I, I, I, I, I?”

Situ Qinglang frowned and thought to himself how could this little mouth be so noisy? Just eat it.

He kissed her, with the domineering and strong attitude to remove her into his stomach. His hands were linked to her fingers, as if he had tied her to the bed, his lips and teeth were entangled. He could not take care of anything at once when he listened to her vague whine.

Let those damn escape from hell! Let all the opposition go hell!

Only she can make him feel that he is a person, not a tool!

He wants her and wants to be with her. Only she can make him laugh. Only she can make him feel that he is not living in this world in vain. No matter where he is, what he is doing, no matter whether he is life or death, there are always people who care about him from the bottom of their hearts!

"Sweetheart, I like you." He murmured, occasionally mixed with a humble low voice.

Sweetheart's mind was blank at the time and was stunned. She looked at his eyes in amazement, staring at the eyes that were as bright as stars, and stuttering in disbelief: "You, what are you saying?"

"I said I like you." Situ Qinglang repeated again, let go of her hands, and wrapped her in her arms with force. It seemed that once she let go, she would fly away.

Sweetheart's brain was in trouble, and these four words became the most difficult word to understand in the world.

He likes himself...from, since, when?

Sweetheart wanted to cry and laugh, she felt that she was hit by five million! The world is so big and there are so many people, but her Sweetheart just happened to have a close relationship with the person she likes!

She simply wanted to thank God! Thank you Yue Lao! Thank you Universe! Thank you everyone!

She burst into tears in an instant, hugging Situ Qinglang tightly, and choked and said, "I like you too... I have liked you for a long time... I, I thought you hate me..."

Her soft crying sounded like a cat's paws and scratched his tense heart. She could hear "I've loved you for a long time" from her mouth. Situ Qinglang only felt that this was the best confession he had ever heard.
Chapter completed!