Chapter 1416 Birthday Gift

"You asked knowingly, Ping'an is already 18. It's easiest for him at this age to... rob and get angry, and Ling'er doesn't understand anything!"

"Isn't this great? Does Ping An want to be like me and only start eating meat in his thirties?" Zhou Dayuan's father looked at Jian Han's mother affectionately.

Jian Han's mother blushed and hid in his arms. Thinking of those young days in the past, she also had a lot of emotions.

They were so innocent at that time. They lived together for four years, and no matter how hard it was, he couldn't bear to touch her. Sometimes in the winter, he would take a cold shower to cool down.

"This can't be compared. Ling'er is only 17. I'm afraid that Ping An will take advantage of others too early. Girls will suffer from this kind of thing."

Zhou Dayuan's father touched her head and said, "Don't worry, we have to have confidence in our son. He is a good boy who is measured and responsible."

"Yes." Jian Han's mother nodded. This son was indeed her pride. She had never worried about him since he was a child.

"You're sleepy, go to sleep." Zhou Dayuan's father hugged her tightly.

Jian Han's mother nestled in his arms and closed her eyes in contentment.

…

Zhou Ping'an gently placed Yin Ling'er on his big bed. The girl was still sleeping. He stood up and walked to the bathroom to take a bath.

When she came out of the shower, the girl had woken up and was sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Ling'er, you're awake, why are you silent?" This is not like her character.

Yin Ling'er raised her wet eyes and looked at Zhou Ping'an, "Ping'an Ge Ge, are you really going to England?"

Zhou Pingan looked at the bed cabinet, where his passport and plane ticket were placed.

He knew that she needed to be comforted. Zhou Ping'an sat beside the bed and said softly, "Ling'er, listen to me..."

"Ping An Ge Ge," Yin Ling'er looked at Zhou Ping An gently and brightly, "You don't need to say anything, I understand everything."

"What do you understand?"

"In fact, Ping An Gege should have gone to the UK a long time ago, but for me, you have always stayed by my side. Now Ping An Gege is 18, and no one can stop your growth. This time I will not cry, Ping An Gege Ge, please go to the UK first. I will take the college entrance examination next year, and I will definitely fly to the UK to find you with high scores. "

Zhou Ping'an was quite surprised that she could say this. In his heart, she always needed to be loved, just like his daddy Dayuan did to mommy Jianhan.

"Ling'er, you have grown up."

"Yes, I will be 18 next year too." Yin Ling'er smiled with a crooked eyebrow.

Zhou Pingan raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you go take a shower first. It's already early in the morning and we should go to bed."

"Oh." Yin Ling'er walked towards the shower room.

…

Yin Ling'er took a simple shower. When she came out, she was embarrassed because she didn't have pajamas!

She opened the door to the shower room a crack and called out quietly and shyly, "Peace Ge Ge."

"Huh?" Zhou Ping'an looked over.

"I don't have pajamas..."

"Sorry," Zhou Ping'an stood up. He went to the closet and took out a clean white shirt, then handed it to her, "I don't have girls' pajamas here. The shirt is clean. You can just wear it for one night." "

"Thank you, safe Gege."

Soon, Yin Ling'er came out wearing a white shirt. Zhou Ping'an took a look. The large shirt covered her slender figure. Three thousand green silk hair was draped down. The shirt covered her vagina, and her two jade legs were shining. It is moist and white, quite eye-catching.

Zhou Pingan's eyes darkened and he looked away unnaturally.

"It's so cold." Yin Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got into bed and got into bed.

"I'll sleep on the sofa tonight." Zhou Pingan spread a quilt on the sofa.

Yin Ling'er's face turned red. She had passed that naive and ignorant age, and she also knew that she could no longer sleep in the same bed with Ping An Gege.

"Peace Ge Ge, are you cold?"

Zhou Ping'an was lying on the sofa, "It's not cold, the heater is on in the room."

"Oh." Yin Linger lay softly on the pillow.

"Ling'er, did you really not prepare a birthday gift for me?" Zhou Ping'an suddenly asked.

get ready!

The scarf she knitted herself...

But because of Ah Ning's relationship, she couldn't say it. Yin Ling'er thought for a moment, then looked at Zhou Pingan shyly, "I'm ready, but I haven't sent it out yet..."

Zhou Pingan looked sideways at her, "Then when do you plan to send it to my next birthday?"

"That's not what I meant. The gift is with me. Ping An Gege, come here and I'll give it to you." Yin Ling'er stretched out her little hand and waved.

The girl's delicate little face has turned red, and even her eyes have become shy. If Zhou Ping'an couldn't guess what her gift was at this time, then he would be too stupid.

In fact, he didn't believe that she didn't prepare a gift at all. He just didn't know why she gave up the gift. But since she didn't tell her, he respected her and didn't ask any more questions.

Even couples should keep a certain amount of space to allow each other to breathe freely.

Zhou Ping'an got off the sofa and came to the bedside. He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl, "I'm here."

"Oh." Yin Ling'er stretched out her soft little hand to hold his big palm, and then pulled it down.

Zhou Pingan bent down and whispered, "What to do?"

Now the two of them were very close, their breaths intertwined, and he looked into her shy and timid watery eyes. He saw her trembling her long eyelashes like cattail fans, and then hugged his neck.

She raised her body slightly and kissed his thin lips.

Zhou Pingan raised the corner of his lips. He guessed correctly that her birthday gift was her kiss.

Yes, it was indeed what he wanted.

Yin Linger kissed his lips gently, and then left. She blinked her big, innocent eyes and looked at him, whispering, "Pingan Gege, this is my birthday gift for you."

"Yes." Zhou Pingan snorted.

"Why, are you not satisfied?"

"It's not that I'm not satisfied, but that you are not sincere."

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Pingan reached out and clasped her soft waist, then kissed the corner of her mouth, "Forgot the benefits of kissing I told you last time? You were interrupted last time. Now let's practice it formally and open your mouth."

Ah?

Yin Linger was startled, but he stared at her hotly, and that kind of gaze was about to burn her. She couldn't say anything to refuse.

With a bite of her teeth, Yin Linger opened her cherry mouth slightly.

Zhou Pingan pressed down and put his long tongue into her little mouth.

"Hmm." Yin Ling'er felt numb all over. She felt him playing in her mouth and teasing her. She finally understood what kissing was.

"Close your eyes." Zhou Ping'an taught her in a hoarse voice.

Yin Ling'er quickly closed her eyes obediently. She felt that kissing Ping'an Gege was a special... wonderful thing. She liked it very much.

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Busan Apartment.

The Bugatti stopped, the passenger door was opened, and Lu Ning bent over and vomited.