Qiao Zhishu's struggling movements seemed to have weakened.
Xing Huo put his hand gently on her face and gently plucked a piece of Qiao Zhishu's hair with his fingertips.
"Do your parents ignore you?" Qiao Zhishu didn't expect this.
Xing Huo's tone sounded pitiful and lonely.
"My mother said she doesn't want to recognize my son anymore. I can understand that she can barely accept the engagement, but they need to give them some time for the marriage. But Qiaoqiao, I don't regret it at all. I want to be with you.
Together, that’s right.”
Just when Qiao Zhishu was about to say something, Xing Huo's handsome face was already buried in her neck.
"I just want you to be my wife, am I wrong?"
Qiao Zhishu raised her hand, originally intending to push him away, but this time she gently placed it on Xing Huo's back.
"Qiaoqiao, can you teach me? How to make you like me?"
His voice was full of powerlessness, as if this was the most difficult thing in the world.
"Xing Huo, don't be like this. If you don't say it, can we take it slow?"
Xing Huo glanced at the side of her face. The body beneath him was very sensitive. He was stretched carefully and did not dare to make any big movements. But he could still feel her softness when his hand touched her skin.
, I don’t want to take it away anymore.
"I take my time, is it still too late? The people who spend the most time with you are not me, but your classmates."
Xing Huo still pressed her down and had no intention of getting up.
"Qiaoqiao, have you ever thought about me? I like you so much, but I'm not the only one who likes you."
Qiao Zhishu suddenly understood him very well.
After all, Xing Huo had betrayed all his relatives because of her, right?
"I just want to be your husband. When you need me, I can stand by your side as your husband as soon as possible."
Qiao Zhishu thought that he must still be brooding over what happened just now.
"I didn't mean not to say it, really..." When Qiao Zhishu said this, she felt a little guilty again.
If she was given another chance, would she take the initiative?
After all, if one person knows, it means that everyone in the school will probably know.
"Xing Huo, I'm sorry."
"Don't say you're sorry," Xing Huo started to take the initiative. He kissed Qiao Zhishu's face and lips, and then placed a wet kiss on her neck. "I brought it upon myself, and I chose you, but Qiao Zhishu
Joe...can you give me some response?"
All his words and actions were so hot that Qiao Zhishu couldn't resist them at all.
"Qiaoqiao, I will be with you for the rest of my life. Since we can't be separated, can you accept me?"
At this time, Xing Huo seemed to be instructing her, and Qiao Zhishu was like an ignorant student who knew nothing. At this moment, she needed someone to show her the way.
Xing Huo pulled her arm up and let her hang on him.
Qiao Zhishu still felt that it was a little too fast.
"Please stop for a moment..."
Xing Huo's palms had already grabbed the waistband of her pants. At this time, he would not stop at any cost.
There was a lamp beside the bed, and the light and shadow fell into Qiao Zhishu's eyes. She squinted her eyes, and when she pushed her hand forward, she touched a handful of hot muscles.
There is no obstruction from the fabric, and the touch under the palm is real and powerful.
Xing Huo's hand passed through Qiao Zhishu's leg, and then folded upward.
"Qiaoqiao, am I your husband?"
Qiao Zhishu can't say that, right?
After all, she had touched the marriage certificate.
"Um."
"Then I didn't force you?"
"Um."
"Then I want you very much now, can you understand?"
After Qiao Zhishu puts himself in Xing Huo's perspective, it is indeed understandable.