Shi Yang loves, especially Zhao Meimei's long legs.
He thought about being wrapped around the waist, tightly clinging on, his gaze darkened involuntarily, his hands reaching down along his waist, he said hoarsely, "Do you want my parents to immediately agree?"
Zhao Meimei immediately looked up, "Of course I do!"
Through the steam, Shi Yang looked at her bright eyes, lowered his head in fascination, his lips just touching hers, and enticingly said, "To get them to agree, actually, it's quite simple. Just having a cooked rice isn't enough..."
Zhao Meimei looked puzzled, "Huh?"
Shi Yang took advantage of her opened mouth to kiss her, exploring her mouth before speaking vaguely, "You'd better give me a child first, we'll marry because of the child, and they'll surely be overjoyed to welcome you into the family, and they'll even prompt us to marry immediately."
