"Oh, you are going to die. You are so bad, so embarrassing." Siyu buried her head deeper in Tingdong's arms.

Tingdong was also a little angry: "I won't say it, but you insist on me saying it. You can't blame me."

Siyu lay in Tingdong's arms and saw that he was silent for a long time, so she thought he was angry. She secretly looked sideways and saw that he was also looking up, dazed.

She couldn't bear it in her heart. In her heart, Tingdong had always been a good boy. Although others almost always called him Lai San'er, she had never called him Lai San'er. She hated this title and wanted to punish those who called him Lai San'er.

Her mouth was blocked, but there was no way, she didn't have that many hands.

She firmly believed that Tingdong did not watch his mother take a bath, and it was her mother who framed him. If she had seen her, he would have admitted it, so she felt that she owed him and should compensate him.

At the same time, she also relied on Tingdong very much. It was easy to study with him and she felt safe. She could not care about anything and just did what he said. She felt very at ease.

The classmates all joked about her and Tingdong, saying that she was Tingdong's wife. Although she was a little annoyed on the surface, she was a little happy in her heart. Let her be her wife. After all, she was going to get married when she grew up, so she could be his wife.

good.

Although she didn't know exactly what the true meaning of wife was, she knew her father, mother, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Lin. Her father and mother had been quarreling ever since she could remember. They had been quarreling for so many years, which made her unhappy.

Its annoying.

Tingdong’s father and mother next door, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Lin, had almost no quarrels. Uncle Zhou drank a lot and had a bad temper, but Aunt Lin never argued with him. The family was always so harmonious. Aunt Lin

It should have played a major role.

She secretly vowed that if she gets married in the future, she will be like Aunt Lin, a good woman, and then be his good woman. How to be a good woman, of course, makes her man happy.

Siyu sat up resolutely and unbuttoned her shirt one by one.

Zhou Tingdong panicked, "What are you doing, Siyu, please stop..." He quickly grabbed Siyu's little hand to prevent her from making another move, and begged for mercy: "Please, Siyu,

I was wrong, I was just joking with you, you know, I'm not that bad, I was just obsessed for a moment, don't be like this, Siyu..."

Siyu felt warm in her heart and said softly: "I know you are not a bad boy, and this is not a condition. I am willing to do it. I want to be your wife, and I can show you anything."

Zhou Tingdong grabbed Siyu's hand and refused to let go. He regretted saying those words and even regretted having such dirty thoughts.

Siyu was pure, as pure as a crystal ice flower, which made him feel ashamed in front of her.

He didn't feel like Yunyun when he treated Siyu. In fact, when he was with Yunyun yesterday, he was basically awake. He didn't push back or feel guilty, and even had a faint excitement and expectation.

The more Tingdong refused, the more Siyu felt his purity and loveliness. She rolled her eyes and suddenly stood up and said, "Okay, let's do our homework and don't talk about it anymore, okay?"

Hearing this, Tingdong breathed a sigh of relief, put down Siyu's little hand, unscrewed the cap of his pen, and started writing at his desk.

Siyu turned around, facing away from Tingdong.

Zhou Tingdong didn't pay attention. Siyu had unbuttoned a few buttons just now and must have turned around to fasten them. He didn't look up.

Suddenly, Siyu called out softly: "Tingdong, look up, do you think I'm pretty?"

Tingdong raised his head when he heard the sound and was suddenly stunned.

What appeared before Zhou Tingdong's eyes was a beautiful half-naked picture of a young girl. Her snow-white skin was like mutton-fat white jade, warm and shiny. Two newly bloomed buds stood out on her smooth breasts, like two bright rubies.

, shining with an alluring luster.

It is a kind of holy beauty, so beautiful that people cannot look directly at it and cannot arouse a trace of lust or possession. Some can only appreciate, admire, love and holiness.

Zhou Tingdong walked over slowly, handed the white tube top on the table to Siyu, picked up the white shirt and put it on her shoulders, then held up her cheek and kissed her affectionately on the forehead.
Chapter completed!