One Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Two How Much Do You Love Me?

"I'm watching, I've been watching... But you're bullying me... Um~~" Song Zhixing's last word was shattered by his demands.

Tang Yu looked at his favorite girl in the mirror, the girl who was more precious than his own life, and his movements became more rapid. He pinched her slender waist with his big hand and asked in a hoarse voice: "Xingxing, do you love me?"

Song Zhixing was slightly surprised by this sudden question.

She subconsciously raised her eyes and her eyes met his. His eyes, which were burned red by lust, were filled with a hint of uncertainty and a lot of uneasiness.

She saw it in her eyes, and her heart seemed to be tugged by something. This man - a man who looked like a solid wall of steel, indestructible, turned out to be like her, lacking a sense of security.

Without hearing an answer, he asked deeper and harder. Song Zhixing moaned brokenly, turned around and pushed his tight belly with her little hands helplessly, "Tang Yu, be gentle... please..."

"Answer me obediently." He leaned over and kissed her neck, leaving a string of ambiguous red marks, and asked stubbornly like a child: "Xingxing, do you love me?"

Song Zhixing had already been confused, and her thoughts were in chaos. She couldn't even think seriously about his question, and could only nod instinctively, "Love..."

"How much do you love?"

"... I don't know." Song Zhixing shook her head randomly. Love, what can be measured? She only knew that her life and worldview were given to her by this man. There was no room for another man in her world except him.

Tang Yu didn't torture her in front of the mirror anymore, but picked her up and put her back on the bed. Song Zhixing just breathed a sigh of relief, and he covered her, "Xingxing, if you really love me, give me a child... We must have a child!"

His last words were very heavy and unquestionable.

Song Zhixing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her chest was stuffy.

If he knew that she...

She looked at this face full of expectation, and suddenly she didn't dare to think about it.

Soon, the almost overwhelming tide of passion came straight at her, making all her thoughts chaotic and defeated.

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This sex lasted for a long time.

When Tang Yu stopped completely, Song Zhixing was lying on the bed weakly, and she couldn't even lift a finger.

On the other hand, Tang Yu, after this baptism of ****, he seemed to be reborn. Not only was he in a much better spirit, but his mood seemed to be much better than before.

"Is it not okay?" He half-lying on the bed, holding her in one hand and playing with her soft fingers with the other. "It's like this, so you're not going skiing?"

"...I still want to go." Song Zhixing refused to give up, lazily closing her eyes and complaining softly, "I've been here for so many days, and I've been bored here all the time, doing nothing. It's all in vain."

Tang Yu lifted her chin with his long fingers, and the corners of his sexy lips slightly raised, revealing a charming smile, "Really didn't do anything? But why do I remember that we just had a big fight. Huh?"

"Tang Yu, you hooligan!" Song Zhixing accused, opened her eyes, and slapped his hand away half-ashamedly and half-angry.

Tang Yu didn't tease her anymore, "I'll carry you to take a bath."

Song Zhixing didn't resist, just let him lift the quilt and pick her up from the bed. Unconsciously looking down, the bed was a mess, with wet marks everywhere, and she almost wanted to find a hole to bury herself. After Tang Yu's previous tossing, she didn't even have the courage to look at the mirror in the room again.

Tang Yu put her in the bathtub, and he sat down behind her. Under the warm water, Song Zhixing didn't hide, but leaned lazily on his body, enjoying the treatment of him bathing her. She called him half asleep, "Tang Yu..."

"Hmm?"

"What happened to you just now?" Song Zhixing just asked casually, like a lazy kitten, every word was lazy.

Tang Yu paused slightly while bathing her. The next moment, he didn't say anything, just wiped her body with a towel.

Song Zhixing didn't ask any more questions, and slowly closed his eyes.

After taking a shower, Tang Yu took the lead to put on clothes and go downstairs. Song Zhixing stood in front of the mirror to put on clothes, hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the medicine bottle from the suitcase and swallowed a pill with the cold water at the head of the bed.

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When she put on her cotton coat and went downstairs, Tang Yu was teasing the little rabbit in the hall.

He usually gave people a feeling of being difficult to get close to, but the little rabbit was not afraid of him at all. From time to time, it jumped over, pounced on his feet, and nibbled his toes. Tang Yu rarely let it make a fuss. Seeing Song Zhixing coming down, he moved his feet and said to the little rabbit, "Mom is coming down, go to mom."

Song Zhixing squatted down and clapped her hands. The little rabbit immediately jumped into her arms, making her smile.

Tang Yu looked at her tender look and was a little distracted. Song Zhixing raised her head and looked at him in confusion, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm thinking about something."

"Huh?"

"I'm dad, you're mom?" He pointed at himself and her with his fingers, with an interesting smile in his eyes, and Song Zhixing was embarrassed. At first, she was just calling for fun, but he didn't expect him to hear it. He continued, "Then tell me, when our own child is born, how should the child call it?"

"You're so stupid." Song Zhixing put the little snow rabbit into the small cage, "Isn't this simple?"

It was the first time that Tang Yu was called stupid. He raised his eyebrows and looked like he was humbly asking for advice. "Of course I call it 'ball'."

"..." Tang Yu was speechless for a moment, and finally nodded: "I am quite stupid."

Hearing him admit that he was stupid, Song Zhixing laughed out loud. Tang Yu brought the gloves over and put them on her personally, and then took out the scarf to wrap around her.

"It's cold outside, roll it tighter." He reminded.

"Okay." Song Zhixing took out her tucked hair and looked at him, "You should also change your shoes quickly. I'll wait for you outside!"

She ran out as if she was bored.

"Be careful, it's snowing heavily outside and the ground is slippery." Tang Yu was worried.

Song Zhixing walked to the door, opened it, and looked out. The snowy world was so dazzling that she could hardly open her eyes. However, seeing all this, she felt indescribable love. She mustered up her courage, stepped out into the wind, shivered, and ran back in, looking at Tang Yu seriously, frowning, "You can't go out like this."

"Why?" He was wearing a sports suit today, which made him look much younger and more energetic than his usual formal clothes.

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