liumangActually... Actually, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with him...
liumang(Listen to me continue to quibble...)
But Song Yaxuan didn't ask anything, just rubbed her hair lightly, and then took her into his arms.
songyaxuanDon't spend the night out in the future, okay?
After a fifteen-minute drive, Song Yaxuan took her home.
Liu Mang walked around the apartment and found that the residence set by the system for her was a real trench, very trench.
The security here looks very good, and the scenery outside the window is also very beautiful.
Song Yaxuan is very natural here, just like in his own home, without the slightest discomfort, and he is very familiar at a glance.
songyaxuanMango, do you remember what you promised me before?
Mango, a very intimate, cute and Q nickname.
It's a pity that Liu Mang of course didn't remember what he promised, so he could only bite the bullet and pretend to be stupid.
liumangPeople have promised you a lot of things, which one did you say?
songyaxuanYou said you were going to make me a cake yourself!
liumangOf course I remember!
Based on the vague memory in her head, she touched the kitchen and was dumbfounded. Make a cake? At her level, it is estimated that she can only fry the kitchen.
As witty as she was, she immediately thought of secretly ordering a cake. But when she met Song Yaxuan's expectant eyes, she was immediately ashamed of her idea.
liumangWhat do you want? Cream or fondant?
Liu Mang thought for a while, and finally decided to think of a way to make a cake blank, and then hit the cream and wipe it, it shouldn't be that bad.
The kitchen is very clean, without a little oil stain, it seems that the owner does not like to cook.
Egg whites, a cream maker, condensed milk, an oven...
Liu Mang found these things piecemeal from various strange corners, barely able to make a cake.
liumangWho put this thing so high?
The tray was placed a little high, and she couldn't reach it on tiptoe. As soon as she turned around, she bumped into a warm embrace.
With a tall figure and an idol drama-style plot, Liu Mang's girl's heart jumped. Now that she and Song Yaxuan are close at hand, she can smell the faint smell of him, a smell that only belongs to him.
Song Yaxuan took out the tray with one hand and closed the cabinet.
She raised her eyes just to his chin, and the two just looked at each other. Song Yaxuan didn't hesitate at all and lowered his head to kiss him.
A long and warm kiss.
After letting go, Liu Mang buried his face directly in his shoulder. Song Yaxuan's hand gently supported her waist.
What was that? Did she finally admit she was her girlfriend?
songyaxuanMango, I don't want to eat cake.
liumangSo, what do you want to eat...
songyaxuanThink, eat, you.
Although sultry words are vulgar, they still have the magic power to make people's hearts beat.
liumangWhere did you learn such words!
liumangYou have learned badly!
songyaxuanThen... the mango-flavored cake would be fine too.
Bad boys are very to her taste.
But Liu Mang still pretended to be angry and pushed him away.
Song Yaxuan hugged him again, tightly.
His face was delicate and charming, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were looking straight at her. He was like a cute puppy hook...
It warmed her heart.
