"……Um."

"Aren't you afraid that your uncle will come back suddenly!"

Zhang Lurang was a little confused: "What are you afraid of?"

He still had a word in his mouth, "And he wasn't that early."

Before he could say it, Zhang Lurang heard Su Zaizai say cautiously: "Just, I'm the only one to come to your house and get along with you..."

Hearing this, his expression was a little unnatural.

Zhang Lurang subconsciously shook his other empty hand and opened his mouth.

"Then..." I'll send you back.

Next second—

"What if your uncle misunderstood what I want to do to you..."

Zhang Lurang: "..."

He lowered his eyes to her and stared at her expression.

...It seems to be very serious.

It seems that there is really no joking.

Zhang Lurang paused, and soon, he quietly and compromisedly led her upstairs.

Su Zaizai's tense mood finally relaxed.

She raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Lurang's back, and there were many vicissitudes of life.

Su Zaizai suddenly felt that he was taking her into his room with a feeling of dying.

She licked her lips and couldn't help but comfort her, "You don't have to be so afraid... I'll control it."

“…”

Upstairs, Zhang Lurang led her into the second room on his right hand.

The room is spacious, with a cool overall tone.

On the desk, the computer and desk lamps were on, and there were several opened books next to it.

Su Zaizai subconsciously glanced at him and said, "Are you reading a book just now?"

Zhang Lurang responded in a low voice, walked to the desk and picked up a bag on it, and handed it to her.

He looked down at her, and the light in his eyes was bright and vivid: "Happy New Year."

Su Zaizai took it and opened it and took a look.

Is it a dress or a style she likes very much.

Su Zaizai was stunned for a moment and asked softly: "Did you buy it yourself?"

Zhang Lurang licked the corner of his mouth, his expression like a child who offered treasures.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good! It looks super good!"

Zhang Lurang couldn't help but bent his lips, and all his depression was swept away by her.

Soon, Su Zaizai let go of his hand.

Because he hadn't taken a shower, Su Zaizai sat directly on the carpet beside the bed.

Zhang Lurang also subconsciously sat next to her.

The door was closed, and Su Su outside made a coquettish sound, grabbing the door.

Su Zai stared at her for a while, and when Zhang Lurang didn't move, she didn't say anything.

After a while, Su Zaizai whispered: "I didn't buy you a New Year's gift."

Zhang Lurang didn't care too much, and nodded: "Yes."

The next second, Su Zaizai took out the New Year's money he received today from the small bag he brought.

More than a dozen bright red envelopes suddenly fell in front of Zhang Lurang's eyes.

She said proudly: "My parents asked me to share the New Year's money with them before going out, but I firmly refused."

Zhang Lurang suddenly felt a little funny when he looked at her childish look.

"In addition to the past, I have collected New Year's money for 18 years." Su Zaizai counted on his fingers and said seriously, "Although they are all in the bank card."

Zhang Lurang leaned against the foot of the bed and listened quietly to her next words.

Su Zaizai couldn't figure out how much money he had, and hesitated: "I feel that the number should not be small..."

He thought that her next sentence would be: "How about you come and calculate it for me!"

After waiting for a while, Zhang Lurang finally waited until she spoke.

"I haven't used all this money, and I'll use it to buy a ring when I graduate from college."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lurang turned his head to look at her in surprise.

"In this way, you can treat it as it is." Su Zaizai suddenly felt a little embarrassed and lowered her eyes, "My purpose of saving money since childhood is to marry you."

Su Su outside the door had given up the action of catching the door, and occasionally she could hear the aggrieved sound from her nose.

The surroundings were quiet, as if you could hear the sound of air flowing.

In the room, where Zhang Lurang was still thinking of her yesterday—

The man who had never let Su Zai enter the house suddenly leaned forward.

He supported the ground with one hand, turned his head, and kissed her lips from bottom to top.

Su Zai subconsciously leaned back, and was fixed by him against his back.

Her broad palm slowly moved upwards and grabbed the back of her head.

Her lips and tongue continued to penetrate deeper, occupying everything about her.

His kiss was lust for the first time.
Chapter completed!