Addicted to Marriage: The Black-bellied President Billions of Love

Lu Ye looked at her seriously: "I haven't rested for several days in a row, I really don't have the energy today, how about tomorrow?"

"..."

Chu You porridge felt that he had jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't clean himself up.

What is he thinking about!

Chu You porridge deeply felt that he could no longer control his tears.

While Lu Ye quickly went downstairs to find ice cubes to apply on her head, he still did not forget to taunt her: "So... I understand that you are crying with joy?"

"Shut up!" Chu Youzhou replied unbearably. "I don't want to cry, it's a physiological reaction. It has nothing to do with whether I want to sleep with you or not."

Lu Ye said this just to let her relieve the pain, but it didn't seem to help, "Don't think about it, it won't hurt."

"How could you not want to." Chu Youzhou's head was still humming continuously.

People are actually very strange. If you are alone, wherever you hit, you will pass the pain after holding back for a while.

However, once someone comes to care about him, it's obviously not a big deal, but that feeling of grievance seems to find an outlet to confide in an instant, and it leaks out uncontrollably.

Chu You porridge had actually controlled herself from crying, but Lu Ye's greeting made her nose sore. It didn't hurt that much, but it seemed to hurt again.

The feeling of being cared about suddenly after being lost for a long time made her even more flustered.

Chu You porridge supported the bed and wanted to get up, "I'll go to my room and lie down, don't disturb you."

"It doesn't hurt anymore?"

"pain."

"Then let me help you forget, how about?"

Chu You porridge didn't know why he asked this suddenly, and asked subconsciously, "How can I help?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ye's kiss fell on her eyes, and the tip of his tongue gently wiped away her tears.

Chu You porridge was stunned, looking at this face so close, she felt that she was about to die.

"Have you forgotten?" Lu Ye's hoarse voice dragged her into the abyss with strange charm. Chu Youzhou was still struggling desperately on the edge of the cliff, but when he heard him ask this, he let go of his hand unknowingly.

Before Chu Youzhou recovered from the shock, Lu Ye's kiss fell on the other eye.

After a long while, Chu Youzhou was still holding his corpse on the spot.

"Looks like I still remember it." Lu Ye's cold words carried joy that she couldn't hear.

At this moment, Chu Youzhou was in a shutdown state, and before he could speak, Lu Ye's hand slipped into the quilt.

At this time, because the strap fell off, her nightgown happened to be open.

When his palm touched the soft piece, Chu Youzhou shuddered immediately, and finally came back to his senses: "I forgot, I forgot!"

Chu You porridge expressed his opinion in a hurry, for fear that he would make another unexpected move.

Her hands grabbed his wrist, preventing him from moving.

There was rare gentleness on Lu Ye's cold face: "Lie down, don't move around."

"You don't move."

"The one holding me now is you."

Chu Youzhou hurriedly let go of his hand, and lay down obediently.

Then Lu Ye withdrew his hand and lay down beside her.

The two of them just lay side by side on the bed, and Chu You porridge closed his eyes for a while, before the dizzy feeling in front of him dissipated.

When the pain in her forehead finally passed, she turned her head again, and Lu Ye had already fallen asleep.

Originally planning to take advantage of this moment to leave, Lu Ye suddenly turned over and stretched out his arms to wrap her around her.