[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

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The air was silent for three seconds.

After Song Xin drank the porridge, she realized that there seemed to be something wrong.As for where, Song Xin couldn't tell. Logan was not angry, the sun was shining brightly, and the apartment was as quiet as a chicken.

Logan asked: "Want to break up?"

Song Xin was stunned, and replied firmly, "I don't want to!"

Logan Howlett: "Ever?"

Song Xin's face turned red, and she said softly and coyly, "No...no. Don't dislike me."

Song Xin seemed completely unaware of what she was doing. She tugged at the hem of her shirt and explained shyly, "I... I don't have any other clothes to wear after all, so I took yours."

Logan Howlett said, "Kid, do you know what you're doing?"

Song Xin: "...Huh?"

Song Xin said thoughtfully, "I stole your clothes, do you want to apologize?"

Logan asked: "Little friend, I have never asked before, what is your most recent contact with a man?"

Song Xin rubbed her head, and said blankly: "To be honest, my EQ is a natural protective cover... Every year when freshmen enter school, some people strike up a conversation with me, an old senior, but after three days, basically everyone retreats. So, the answer There is basically no..."

Logan said badly: "Really not?"

However, Song Xin really didn't realize what was going to happen.

While she was thinking hard, the world was spinning before her eyes, and the next second, Song Xin let out a groan, and was pushed down on the quilt on her back.

The quilt was very soft, but Song Xin was still a little dizzy, biting her lip and looking up, Logan asked teasingly: "Really not? Think again?"

Logan clicked his tongue: "22, girl."

Song Xin still didn't react, but her eyes were full of water, like water lilies.

Through his own shirt, Logan poked Song Xin's breast|breast.

Song Xin blushed suddenly, as if bleeding was about to bleed, and said in a low voice, "You, if you want to sleep with me, just tell me, how shy I am when you ask me about my sexual experience! You are so dishonest, why not 22 What about the young girl..."

Logan: "Who said I want to sleep with you?"

Song Xin suddenly felt as if she had suffered a great humiliation: "You overwhelm me and don't sleep with me! Am I very unattractive, or do you dislike my small breasts? Concentrated is the essence... You make me want to cry..."

Logan slapped Song Xin's butt, and Song Xin whimpered in pain, and tears began to flow again because of her grievance.

Logan said slowly: "—I want to fuck you."

Song Xin was as excited as if she had been slapped with chicken blood, and she opened her mouth to speak - Luo Gen knew that she was going to fall ill, so he made a quick decision and covered Song Xin's mouth.

Song Xin is a typical person who can be provoked but cannot be supported. Logan didn't even bully her, and she was speechless.

Logan said hoarsely: "I didn't see it, it's such a wave, kid."

Song Xin was trembling with tears in his eyes, Luo Gen kneaded it with his fingers, the place was juicy and greasy, he grabbed the soft flesh with his fingers and pulled.

The girl's tears were almost forced out, Luo Gen's fingers were rough, Song Xin didn't even dare to move, choked up in pain, biting the bed sheet to bear it.

Logan asked: "Why don't you let go, kid?"

Song Xin trembled in pain, her calf trembled, and Luo Gen said hoarsely, "That's right, that's enough."

Then, in the rustling sound, Logan exerted a little strength, and Song Xin cried out.

…………

……

Song Xin was coquettish and frightened, her lips and eyes were flushed, she tremblingly begged for mercy: "Be gentle, be gentle..."

However, Luo Gen covered her mouth, and Song Xin was bullied to the point of tears falling down.

The little girl cried until she became hoarse.

……

Song Xin begged for mercy tremblingly: "I, I can't bear it..."

Logan said, "Okay."

Luo Gen carried Song Xin to the bathroom, Song Xin had no strength to resist and could only let others bully her.

She couldn't even cry, and was so tormented that she couldn't stop whimpering. Logan asked hoarsely, "Do you still dare, huh?"

"No, I don't dare..., woo—" Song Xin wiped away tears.

……

Logan didn't intend to toss too hard, the little girl was injured, her body was not in good health, and it was her first time inexperienced, so it's okay to be bullied.

Besides, it still hurts to watch you cry.

Logan kissed Song Xin's ear, Song Xin's cheeks were flushed, she was trembling from being bullied, and her eyelashes were covered with water.

Song Xin scratched him with sobs, her little claws were sharp, and there were red marks when she scratched, Logan kissed her.

After the matter was over, Song Xin didn't even have the strength to speak, and fell asleep directly.

Logan pinched her injured wrist the whole time to prevent her wound from bursting open. Watching her sleep, he suddenly felt that the saying that silence is golden could only be applied to Song Xin.

Luo Gen wrapped Song Xin in a shirt and carried her to his bed. Song Xin slept very peacefully, her eyebrows stretched and gentle.In fact, she looks pretty and clean, with long eyelashes, a small nose and fair skin, but the dark circles under her eyes are a bit heavy.

——When she is asleep, she is much cuter than when she is awake.

Luo Gen looked at Song Xin, liking her more and more, and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Song Xin murmured vaguely, hugged Logan's neck, and dawdled coquettishly, like a kitten or bird that finally found a place to be coquettish, with a demeanor full of dependence and infatuation.

Logan said to himself: "...Are you really stupid?"

Song Xin opened her eyes vaguely and snorted.

Logan breathed a sigh of relief, and patted her on the back: "...Never mind him. Go to sleep."

Song Xin slept soundly that night.

It might be because she was tired, or it might be because of her peace of mind. When she woke up, it was already late, and the lights outside were shining brightly, reflecting the bright lights of the whole city, and the leaves rustling.

Sitting in the chair, Luo Gen saw Song Xin woke up and poured her a glass of water.

Logan: "Still sleepy?"

Song Xin sat up from the bed, her clothes were loose and her thin shoulders were exposed, she said in a panic, "It's, it's okay!"

Logan asked kindly: "Tired?"

Song Xin's face turned red, and she stammered, "You...you..."

Logan Howlett: "Is it okay? I think you were crying so hard at the end. Forgot to ask you, kid, do you like it?"

Song Xin stammered, "I—"

"I'm more ruthless in bed." Wolverine unfolded the newspaper and said with a smile, "Take care of yourself, kid."

Song Xin suddenly felt like he had entered a wolf's den.

Then Wolverine asked, "Are you all right at home?"

Song Xin was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Logan Howlett looked at the newspaper and said thoughtfully: "You came out in such a mess in the morning, I guess the family is not much better, your parents are home..."

Song Xin screamed as if struck by lightning, "I'm done——!!!"

Logan looked at Song Xin suspiciously. Song Xin shivered and got out of bed to get dressed. Logan bought her a T-shirt and shorts. Song Xin put the blood-stained Carp King T-shirt into a bag and said in despair:

"My mother will be panicked to death by me... Wuwu may have already reported the case to the police station..."

Logan shook the newspaper and asked, "Shall I accompany you there?"

Song Xin was stunned, and immediately shivered when she thought of what her mother would do—but if she could drag her son-in-law there, it would definitely solve 80% of the problem.

She looked at Logan. Logan was sitting on the sofa in a vest and reading a newspaper. He was as tough as a soldier, with an impeccable appearance, and a tough guy with tenderness.

Song Xin plucked up her courage and said, "You must come with me."

Then Song Xin said very cautiously: "But before you come, I will give you a vaccination. This, this is meeting your parents... It's a very important occasion."

Logan smiled and asked, "And then?"

Song Xin's ears turned red.

"Except, there is nothing else..." She murmured softly, "...it doesn't feel real at all."

Logan: "Huh?"

Song Xin said: "Don't you think it's fantastic, why did you go home to meet your parents suddenly! Before I met you, I never thought that I would bring my boyfriend to meet my parents like this..."

Logan Howlett asked interestingly: "What did you think before you met me?"

Song Xin struggled and said: "I think you have other intentions, are you planning to dig out my former petty bourgeois mentality and laugh at me?"

Logan coughed, trying to cover up: "No."

Song Xin hugged her coat and went to the bathroom to change, and said distantly: "You are very handsome, my mother will like you very much!"

Logan laughed and said, "Oh, I'm almost two hundred years old this year, don't scare your mother."

Song Xin paused, and reminded Logan, "It's polite to call Auntie."

Wolverine, who is nearly [-] years old and still called uncle and aunt: "..."

Logan decided to put his age behind him for a while.

Logan coughed, and said seriously to Song Xin, "—kid."

Song Xin hummed, Logan scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Seeing my parents... It's also the first time in my life, and I don't have much experience."

Song Minglian sat at home alone without turning on the lights, and looked ten years older.

Green radishes covered the clothes hangers and balconies. In the dark night, when vehicles passed by, the lights illuminated the living room. Only the lights in Song Xin's small bedroom were turned on. The quilt on the bed was unfolded. The red lattice curtains were half drawn, and warm yellow lights streamed in. one place.

Laifu crawled out from under the sofa and stopped at Song Minglian's feet, just under his daughter's chair, quietly accompanying its owner.

Song Minglian looked at the mobile phone in the dark. Mother Song was looking for her daughter outside. Song Minglian said in a trembling voice, "Laifu, do you still remember when Xinxin had a nosebleed when she was a child, she thought it was leukemia and she cried out in fright. Do you want us to take her to the hospital?"

"Xinxin has been squeamish since she was a child..." The old father bent down and looked at Laifu, with tears in his eyes: "...If there is a big fart, I have to go to the hospital and take medicine, for fear of leaving the root cause of the disease. She is such a life-saving child. , how can you not think about it, right?"

"My wife asked me to stay at home." The old father said tremblingly, "...but will Xinxin come back?"

Song Minglian couldn't continue, he wiped away his tears and poured turtle food for Laifu.

In the long night, the time of the clock pointed to eleven o'clock, Song Minglian looked towards the living room, and vaguely saw the ten-year-old little Song Xin with a small shofar braid sitting in front of the sofa watching Spirited Away, holding three iron chopsticks and wearing a yellow sheet on one side. Rolling while laughing.

It seems like only yesterday that there was a smiling little girl in this dark living room.

Song Minglian held back his tears, and patted Laifu's tortoise shell. Laifu lay under Song Xin's stool, refusing to move.

Then Song Minglian heard the doorbell ring.

He hastily wiped away his tears, answered, and opened the door.

Song Xin was thin and small, wearing a cartoon T-shirt, with bandages on her wrists, her face was pale, she was standing under the light in the corridor, where there was blood from when she ran out in the morning, sticking dryly to the ground.

Song Minglian was taken aback for a moment, then stammered to Song Xin: "Xin, Xinxin, you're back—"

Song Xin nodded timidly, Song Minglian's hands were shaking, and he said in a panic, "You——your mother has gone out to look for you, you should call her quickly and ask her to come back. We'll talk about it when we come back..."

He rushed to pull Song Xin's arm, but at that moment Song Minglian felt that something was wrong, looked to the side, and there was a tall and stiff man standing under the lamp, and said to him unnaturally:

"That, that..."

He coughed and said awkwardly, "Uncle, uncle."

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