Back in the car, Jiang Chenshao put the little guy on the steering wheel and also possessed himself and kissed his son's face to see if the little guy would cry.
The little guy was lying on the steering wheel, but I don’t know what happened. Why is this different from the bed? It’s not the arms of his parents.
The little man was full of vigilance about his new feelings, just like his father.
Jiang Chenshao lowered his head and kissed his son's cheek.
The dazed little guy looked at his father. After a while, the little guy lying on the steering wheel excitedly and happily waved his limbs. He was kissed by his father. He was so happy that he even let out a few "Ahhh" from time to time.
I screamed and intended to chat with my dad for a few more words.
"Oh, I'm so excited when I'm kissed by my father." Gu Nuanxi pointed the little guy's face and said to Jiang Chenshao: "Don't be so serious when you're fine. You also love your son very much. You can give it to your child occasionally.
A kiss, look how excited the little guy is."
Jiang Chenshao was treated specially by his son. He held the little guy and put it in his arms, pampered him.
"We are boys, it's not good to be too intimate."
"Wrong, your son is not a child, but a baby."
On the other side.
Ning'er was pulled back to the car by Jiangsu. He never forgot what Ning'er said just now, "Tell me the truth, will my lips dry?"
Ning'er thought that after telling the truth, Brother Xiao Su would not give it to herself in the future. If he didn't tell the truth, he would feel uncomfortable. So she had an idea and replied with a compromise, "Brother Xiao Su, actually, people's finger skin is usually thicker
, The skin on the face is delicate, although my hands can't feel your lips thorny, it doesn't mean the skin on the face doesn't feel like it's thorny."
The straight man in Jiangsu understands that he can't turn. He even looks at Ning'er's face, "What, can you ask me to kiss you before you know if my lips are thorned?"
Ning'er's face turned red in an instant, "Then, no, no, no."
"Why are you stuttering?" Jiangsu asked inexplicably.
Ning'er blushed, and the degree of redness deepened.
Jiangsu blushed at Ning'er, and he turned his gaze to the handrail and put his left arm on the steering wheel. After a while, he suddenly understood what Xiaopangya meant.
In love, it’s just that his mouth is dry.
He sat upright, "Little Pangya, where are you lip balm?"
Ning'er immediately opened her small bag, rummaged around and picked it up, and finally took out a small white tube and handed it to Jiangsu.
After all, the simple Ning'er never thought that the straight guy, Brother Su, would use his lipstick one day.
Until Jiangsu opened her lipstick and sunglasses, she applied her lips to the mirror without eschewing "indirect kissing".
Ning'er's eyes widened in shock, "!!!"
Brother Su used my lipstick?
After applying it, Jiangsu found that something was wrong with his lips. "Little Pangya, why is his lips still pink after applying it?"
Ning'er looked at the transparent gelatinous lipstick, bit her lips, blinked innocently, afraid of being scared by Xiao Su brother, and the timid she explained in a low voice, "Brother Xiao Su, it, it looks colorless, its
, Actually, it has a little pink color.”
Jiangsu: "…"
The next second, Jiangsu wiped the color on his lips directly with the back of his hand, and finally wiped his lips with heavy redness. "No, why didn't you say it earlier?"
Ning'er was innocent, "I didn't expect you to use it." Brother Su usually keeps a distance from girls, let alone uses girls' things. Ning'er really didn't expect that Brother Su would have no distance from her one day.