Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

After returning to Lu's house, Ning Zhi saw Lu Jue holding a large bouquet of red roses, apparently just picked from the garden.

Lu Jue handed the flower to Ning Zhi, who looked at her quietly.

"For me?" Ning Zhi took the flower naturally, and she suddenly found that the nerd had learned to làng.

Lu Jue pursed his lips and said slowly, "Rose cake for you."

Make you a rose cake.

Holding the flowers, Ning Zhi with a look of joy:  …

Ning Zhi put the bouquet in Bai Yu's bottle, and she corrected him: "A man who gives flowers to a woman means he likes it, not for her to make flower cakes."

Lu Jue blinked, he pursed his lips, and didn't tell Ning Zhi, he knew, he had written it in a small notebook before.

Lu Jue didn't answer, and then Ning Zhi saw him stretch out his hands.

There were several stab wounds on his slender fingers, some bleeding, some just red spots.

"Why so many wounds." Ning Zhi was surprised.

With an innocent face, Lu Jue told him honestly, "Trick me."

"Does it hurt?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Jue shook his head.

"Next time, you are going to pick flowers. If you need it, you can ask a servant to help." Lu Jue was stabbed and would not feel any pain, so he didn't care.

Lu Jue lowered his eyes and dared not look at Ning Zhi.

"Sit down first, and I'll get the potion to clean up your wound." Ning Zhi turned around to get the medicine box.

She had just turned around when the hem of her clothes was pulled.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Jue lowered his head, and under his short black hair, the tips of his ears were a little red, "No medicine."

"You don't want to take medicine?"

Lu Jue put his hand in front of her, "Lick it up."

Just lick it.

Ning Zhi was stunned for a moment, but Lu Jue still remembered how he injured his finger and licked the wound.

She held Lu Jue's face in her hands, and a slight blush appeared on his cold and white handsome face. Instead of looking at her, he lowered his eyes and his eyelids trembled slightly.

"Did you hurt your hand on purpose?" Ning Zhi affirmed.

Where could Lu Jue lie? He was very honest, Ning Zhi asked, he pursed his lips, and squeezed out a "hmmm" from his throat.

Good guy, he actually hurt himself on purpose.

"Why?" If it wasn't for his cuteness, she would have beaten him up.

Lu Jue stretched out his hand in front of her, and his low voice carried a bit of anticipation, "Zhizhi, lick, me."

Ning Zhi couldn't help it, reached out and squeezed his face, "You hurt yourself just to let me touch you?"

Lu Jue pursed his lips and didn't answer.

"You can't do this in the future, it's a very dangerous thing." Ning Zhi taught him, "If you want something, tell me directly and don't do anything that hurts yourself."

With his long eyelids trembling slightly, Lu Jue said slowly, "I want you, I want to know."

Ning Zhi:  …

The little spark that had just popped out of his chest was instantly doused by him.

Where else could she find such a cute and stupid guy?

Ning Zhi still found a potion, put medicine on his fingers, and deliberately wrapped it up with gauze to punish him.

Lu Jue lowered his head and pursed his lips. He didn't get the sweetness, obviously very unhappy.

Ning Zhi looked at the little black cloud popping up above his head and couldn't help but laugh.

She put the medicine box aside, then put her hands to either side of his face, cupping his head.

In his blank stare, she leaned closer to him, her lips fell on his, and she bit him punitively.

Lu Jue's eyes lit up, he couldn't feel any pain.

Ning Zhi touched his lips once, not once, and deliberately teased him, watching the little suns constantly emerging above his head.

Ruoyouruowu's touch is simply ticklish. Lu never knows what itching is. He only desperately hopes that Ning Zhi will kiss him well and kiss him hard.

His beautiful peach eyes looked at Ning Zhi eagerly, he wanted more.

Even though Lu Jue had kissed twice, his experience was still pitiful. He still didn't know what a master control was and what a counterattack was.

He looked at Ning Zhi eagerly, his body tense, like excitement and discomfort, and he hoped that Ning Zhi would kiss him more.

"Knowing, knowing." Lu Jue couldn't bear it any longer, and he hurriedly called her.

Ning Zhi felt that he was extremely bad, "No hurry."

If you want 200 small suns, you have to squeeze them out slowly.

She gently painted his upper lip, and I have to say, Lu Jue's lips are very beautiful, even if they kiss, they are soft and smell good.

The twentieth little sun.

Then, on the lower lip, she also kissed the corner of his lips.

Thirty little suns.

Lu Jue's mouth is now like a treasure trove. Small suns can be developed continuously. Ningzhi is a little worried. If the development here is finished, where will she develop the next place.

Ning Zhi didn't dare to imagine, she only hoped that Lu Jue's kiss wouldn't be too boring.

Soft and glutinous, Lu Jue's eyes are full of blankness, and he still loves this kind of touch.

His eyes became darker and darker, and just when Ning Zhi nibbled at him again, he trembled and couldn't help but let out a low groan.

The fortieth little sun.

Lu Jue clenched his ugly fingers tightly, he became more and more greedy

, but also, know to continue kissing him.

His lips were pushed open by Ning Zhi.