Chapter 1572 Give Me Your Conscience

In Hua Banli's bedroom, an ambiguous and misty aroma filled the air.

Panting lightly, Qin Chizhou looked at Ai Xiaomi with flushed cheeks, lowered his head and took a bite between her neck, "Ai Xiaomi, didn't you say you want to be on par with your idol? My sister is married, when will you marry me?"

"Go down, die again!"

Reaching out to push him, Ai Xiaomi narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "I listen to the elders the most. Grandpa Qin said that I will waste you for a few years. I will listen to grandpa!"

"Then my mother told you to treat me better, why didn't you listen?"

Qin Chizhou was vicious.

After moving out of Ai Meiling, Qin Chizhou seemed to have infinite confidence in his heart.

Ai Xiaomi glared at him angrily, "Qin Gou, how old are you? If you go to my mother to sue me again, I will, I will... ah!"

"How about you?"

After giving her a hard push, Qin Chizhou lowered his head and kissed her, "Did my mother say that you like sweet and sour hairtail the most? Brother worked so hard to buy imported hairtail online, wash it and cook it, you just eat that How much?"

"Did you say that you don't look good in pants, and you look long in a small skirt? I bought it for you, and you are picky?"

Every time you say a word, use some force.

Seeing that Ai Xiaomi's face became more and more red, even her neck and fair shoulders were stained with a layer of honey pink, Qin Chizhou lowered his head and bit her lips, "A woman's heart is needled, the old ancestor is really right!"

The man's words were full of resentment, as if she was really the one who didn't appreciate it.

Ai Xiaomi opened her wet eyes and stared at him.

"I like to eat sweet and sour octopus, but my mother makes one plate every time, and you make such a big pot, am I a pig, can I eat so much? There are also small skirts..."

When it came to the so-called little skirt that turned into a rag and was thrown in the trash can, Ai Xiaomi was ashamed and angry, "That's a nightdress, is that a little skirt?"

"Why not a little skirt?"

Qin Chizhou pinched her waist triumphantly.

"OK……"

Slapping his hand away, Ai Xiaomi turned her head to look at the night outside the window, "Anyway, I tore up one piece, and there are still several. I'll choose one and wear it tomorrow... Ah!"

"you dare!"

Qin Chizhou bumped into her viciously, "Those little skirts, only my brother can see them! If you dare to let others see them, you can gouge out one, or gouge out a pair of two!"

He made plausible words for making trouble out of no reason.

Ai Xiaomi raised her foot to kick him, but was grabbed by Qin Chizhou and pressed to his waist.

"Say, marry or not?"

"Don't marry!"

"Then when will you marry?"

"Look... look at me, me, my mood..."

"Ai Xiaomi, touch your conscience and see if it hurts!"

"Rogue! Ah..."

An unexpected exclamation sounded, and it was fleeting.

When everything calmed down, Ai Xiaomi felt as if her whole body was falling apart, and she didn't want to move.

Fortunately, Qin Chizhou is not as doggy as she usually says, and he even knows how to hug her to take a shower.

The darkness came, and after a while, Qin Chizhou's even and long breathing sounded in his ears, but Ai Xiaomi's brain became clearer little by little.

I don't know what time it is, but the night outside the window spills in, and I can clearly see his sleeping brows and eyes.

Ai Xiaomi stared blankly.

She was with him in June three years ago.

In one month, it will be their third anniversary together.

But after breaking up and reuniting so many times, he must not remember the days when they were together.

also good.

Just think of it as...a surprise for him.

Goodnight husband!

Leaning over to peck him on the lips, Ai Xiaomi snuggled into Qin Chizhou's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

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