150 I can't help it

After saying that, Zhou Yishu got up, took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and put them in the sink. Just as she was about to turn on the faucet, Song Chun grabbed her arm and pulled them aside.

He rolled up his sleeves, turned on the faucet, poured detergent into the sink, and washed them one by one under running water.

Zhou Yushu stood behind him in a daze, the sound of water was the same as before, and the man's back was the same as before, so was he still the same as before?

She almost couldn't help reaching out and hugging him from behind. She still remembers that his shoulders were so solid and powerful that they were her warmest support.

"Yi Shu, come here." Song Chun stretched out his arms and circled Zhou Yishu, who was still in a daze, on his chest.

Zhou Yishu wanted to struggle, but suddenly there was a trace of reluctance. Otherwise, she would indulge in it for a moment.

She looked at Song Chun in front of her in a daze. Her slender fingers held the dishes and washed them under the faucet. Water splashed in the pool, splashed to the bottom of her heart, splashed a circle of ripples, and spread such beautiful and precious memories of the past, spreading layer by layer.

"You know that we can't go back to the past." Zhou Yushu whispered.

"I never wanted to go back to the past. In the past, you were so cruel and you cruelly trampled on my feelings. How could I want to go back? Song Chun's voice was right in his ear. He answered heavily, and the cleaning in his hand suddenly stopped.

"That's great. I never thought about it..."

Before the voice fell, Zhou Yishu was kissed. Song Chun's arm was solid and powerful, firmly holding her around her body.

His kiss was domineering and fierce, permeating her most familiar breath, sweeping every corner of her mouth wantonly. His arms held her tightly to his chest, and his hot palms rubbed her on her back to wet her large shirt.

It's not that he hasn't been so deeply hurt, so how can he still ask him to take gentle care of her as before? Thinking of this, Zhou Yushu's body gradually became soft and meek and weak.

Zhou Yushu quietly opened her eyes. Obviously, he was punishing her. Why did he close his eyes at this moment, and his expression was so painful and desperate. Until she was released by Song Chun, Zhou Yishu opened her eyes and looked up to see his angry and eager face. She felt in a trance that it was just her own illusion.

"You still care about me and think about me. Don't leave tonight, will you stay?" His voice was hoarse, and his hot breath sprayed on Zhou Yishu's face and asked her in a low voice.

"I have no problem." Zhou Yushu didn't even expect her to do it herself. She actually agreed happily, "It's just that aren't you afraid that Miss Xiao will suddenly visit you?" As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Yishu suddenly closed her mouth. At this moment, she suddenly remembered and was willing to believe what Song Chun had just said before, the only one.

It's still early. Zhou Yushu acquiesces by defaults that she has to wait until the moon is dark and the wind is high, so she sits down on the sofa, turns on the TV, and changes the channels one by one.

Just when Zhou Yishu was bored, Song Chun took a pile of T-shirts and put them beside her. "They are all new. You can choose one as a pajamas."

Zhou Yishu didn't look at it, but pointed to the top one, "That's it."

Song Chun prepared a new bath towel for her. The bathroom was empty, and there was nothing but some men's daily necessities.

Is the men's slippers and T-shirt just now deliberately declaring something to himself?

Damn, doesn't that Xiao Qingyi wear makeup?

She clearly remembered the time she saw her, and she was still sighing in her heart that her makeup was exquisite. Maybe it's not necessarily that she has makeup remover products here in Song Chun. Although it's not very comfortable, Zhou Yishu still doesn't mind using it for the time being. After all, she has to put on makeup every day at work now. If she doesn't remove her makeup carefully every night, the subsequent skin care effect will also get twice the effort. It is estimated that she can't make up for it after applying more masks.

Tonight's indulgence returns to indulgence, and I still have to see people when I get up tomorrow morning.

But no, Zhou Weishu did not give up and turned over a few cabinets, but still didn't.

Opening the lotus shower head, Zhou Yishu hurriedly took a shower with Song Chun's toiletries. It was not a pity that she couldn't completely remove her makeup.

Just now, did you want to prove something or deny something? Zhou Yushu wiped her hair, looked in the mirror, and asked herself silently.

There is a clean face in front of me. If you get closer, the eyeliner and mascara will also disappear. What brand of facial cleanser is this? Before leaving the bathroom, Zhou Yishu did not forget to look back at the brand of facial cleanser. Well, yes, I will buy a bottle tomorrow, and even save time to remove makeup in the future.

The main bathroom is next to the bedroom, and the door of the bedroom is open. Before Song Chun woke up, he didn't have time to sort it out. ** is messy, faintly indicating the ambiguous and wild atmosphere of the upcoming night.

There was no one in the living room. Zhou Yishu sat down on the sofa again. There was a faint sound of running water in the corner. It should be Song Chun taking a shower in the guest bathroom. Zhou Yishu turned up the volume of the TV and changed the channels one by one, but they were all war dramas and spy dramas. She couldn't help feeling bored and simply turned off the TV.

The living room had just calmed down, and only Song Chun's voice sounded behind him.

"Why did you turn off the TV?"

"There's nothing to see."

Zhou Yishu turned around and saw Song Chun wearing a bathrobe, and the belt around his waist was loosely tied, revealing the strong muscles on his chest.

Is this the ** of the red fruit, or is it a temptation?

"Why aren't you embarrassed now?" Song Chun asked.

"I'm kidding, I'm no longer the hairy girl in those years. I haven't seen anything. I haven't grown so much." Zhou Yushu smiled disapprovingly and did not avoid her eyes. "But aren't you uncomfortable? The air conditioner at home is so big. Be careful not to catch a cold."

"I'm used to it. I haven't worn it all the time."

Zhou Yushu was really not used to this way of communication. She simply turned her head and didn't say much.

"Actually, I'm curious." Song Chun sat down beside her, "You were very resistant to me before. You didn't even ask you to have dinner and watch a movie. I'm surprised that you promised me to stay today."

"If I say it's because you are young, handsome and handsome, and I'm willing to be attracted to you, will you believe it?" Zhou Yishu raised her face and smiled delicately. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were endlessly charming, not like the usual indifference and calmness, nor like the shyness and cowardice many years ago.

Song Chun was suddenly very angry. He was very Zhou Yishu and hated himself. He lost the girl he loved deeply in this way. In exchange, he was actually such an strange woman who could calmly and skillfully tease a man.

He didn't answer. He kissed her vigorously. He was very powerful, as if he was punishing her and himself.

Zhou Yishu seemed to struggle for a moment, but soon reached out and wrapped her arms around Song Chun's neck and responded gently.

Song Chun kissed her, stretched out his arm and picked her up, hugged her into the bedroom, pressed her in **, kissed hard, lingering kiss, gentle kiss, and kissed by the world.

Zhou Yishu is like a water snake. Her soft limbs are tightly entangled with Song Chun. Without the shyness of her youth, she is very hot at this time. The two were very close, not unaware of each other's physical changes. Zhou Yushu was nervous for a moment. She completely understood herself and thought it was a sigh from the bottom of her heart. Sure enough, it was still the same, and she still wanted to be with this person.

Before she could adjust her mood and get ready, Song Chun had let go of her lips and lay back to her side.