Pat Me Please

Su Chang hugged Yu Zhou, not feeling sleepy.

The hand reached into her clothes from the back of her waist, hooked her back from bottom to top, and slid down from top to bottom.

In his hometown, Yu Zhou didn't like to do it, because his parents were there, and because he saw relatives who had grown up since he was a child, he always felt that he hadn't grown up yet, so it was very awkward to do it in this environment.

Su Chang knew her very well, so he only touched her slowly with his fingertips.

The best time for a girl's body is probably on the bed, and it has nothing to do with lust, but usually after taking a bath, it is fragrant and soft, with a little warmth or a little coldness, and her hair is unruly. It brushes against your defenseless place, crisp and numb.

Many people think that silk pajamas are more sexy, but Su Chang doesn't think so. She likes the one made of pure cotton, and it's better to have washed it several times. It smells like Yu Zhou's usual shower gel, mixed with body fragrance. The cotton that has been washed several times is very soft and close to the skin. It seems to be able to wrap up the softness when touched, and it feels like a water balloon that is not too inflated.

So there is no need to ask when it was bent, probably from the time I hugged her, I felt that liking girls is a matter of course.

They usually don't sleep in during the Spring Festival. When Dad Yu went out to buy groceries and went for a morning run, Ms. Zhao chopped stuffing and cooked simmered noodles. After Su Chang washed up, she went downstairs in her home clothes and went straight to the kitchen to say hello to Ms. Zhao.

"Aunt."

Ms. Zhao opened the lid of the pot, and the steam rushed all over her face. She frowned and put the noodles in: "Where's the porridge? Haven't you started yet?"

"She's washing up, she'll be down in a while."

Su Chang looked at it and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

She asked this question a little awkwardly. In fact, when she first came to the door before, she searched for posts on the Internet and made some strategies, but Ms. Zhao was a little embarrassed to her at the time, and she still couldn't accept girls. Because of this, the attitude is between ordinary guests and door-to-door "son-in-law".

She didn't let Su Chang enter the kitchen or do any work, so she entertained her with tea and food. Su Chang was a little reserved at that time, so he just sat on the sofa, and it was hard to say that he wanted to help.

Fortunately, Yu Zhou was always with her at that time, playing with her hand while swiping his mobile phone, or leaning on her shoulder like no one else when they were watching TV.

When they went out for a walk together, she just dragged Su Chang's hand.

Then Ms. Zhao and Yu's father gradually "de-sensitized".

When it was time to leave, Ms. Zhao finally asked Su Chang about his job, age, and family members, but without saying anything else, she sent them to the car and told them to drive slowly.

In the second year, Ms. Zhao didn't know where to do a good job of psychological construction, or because they came back for two consecutive years and saw that the relationship was not bad, so she became more enthusiastic about Su Chang, but she still didn't say anything about acceptance. When Su Chang said, he only observed her preferences quietly. For example, as mentioned earlier, during lunch, Su Chang said that the crispy pork was delicious, and Ms. Zhao got up early and fried crispy pork for her for three days. eat.

Seeing that Su Chang tasted a few more pieces of sausage, she hurriedly said: "This is made by the porridge's aunt herself, and it is not as salty as outside."

"Yes, it's delicious." Su Chang said.

"Then when you go back, Auntie will pack some for you. When you arrive in Jiangcheng, you can boil it, or steam it, then cut it up and serve it on the table. It's very convenient."

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, they went out to eat hot pot. It was a nourishing hot pot with traditional Chinese medicine. Ms. Zhao said that this was delicious, and she always wanted to bring her to taste it when she came back.

During the dinner, she picked up vegetables with a colander and asked how she felt. Yu Zhou said that she didn't feel any difference, and Su Chang said that it seemed to be more fragrant.

Ms. Zhao was very happy. When she paid the bill, she saw that the store sold vacuum-packed base materials, so she bought another set of gift boxes and asked Su Chang and the others to take them back. She asked them not to put too much base material, and added two bottles of mineral water. Water, this pack can be rinsed four times.

So when I went back that time, the trunk was full, and even two boxes could only be placed horizontally in the back seat.

In the third year, Su Chang did not go home with Yu Zhou.

Ms. Zhao is actually a little bit disappointed. Whether she is a man or a woman, she always wants Yu Zhou to have a good home. She doesn't say whether she loves it or not, but she just wants someone to take good care of her. After all, her parents are also old, so it's hard to tell. When will I leave.

When I get older, the eye sockets are also shallow, and sometimes I have to wipe my tears when I think about it.

Unexpectedly, it was Su Chang who drove back this year. When the car stopped in front of the villa, Yu Zhou's hair was messed up. It looked like he had just woken up from a sleep, and there were red marks on his face.

Su Chang was also a little tired, but he still got out of the car neatly, first said hello to Hou's uncles and aunts at the door, and then opened the trunk to get things, in addition to their two boxes, and some supplements she prepared, and customers For the wine, tea, etc., she usually doesn't like to drink liquor, let alone tea, so she always wanted to bring it back to Dad Yu.

Yu Zhou was still a little confused when she took the things down, but instinctively took them and handed them to Dad Yu.

Because Su Chang has been driving for a long time and her back is not good, she must be a little stiff now, she doesn't want Su Chang to bend over to carry things repeatedly.

These small movements naturally caught Ms. Zhao's eyes, and she sighed silently in her heart, without any content, just a sigh.

Probably love also contains something similar to "domestication", because it allows people who show their teeth and claws to lower their eyebrows and lower their eyes, even Yu Zhou, who has been bluffing since he was a child, is no exception.

After the noodles in the pot were cooked, Ms. Zhao divided them into two bowls and asked Su Chang, "Do you want to sing spicy or not too spicy?"

"It's all right, I'll be just like Zhou Zhou."

"Then I'll add more vegetables to the porridge bowl. She doesn't like vegetables. If she picks them for you later, you say you don't want to eat them." Ms. Zhao covered the blanched pea tips under the noodles.

"Okay." Su Chang sat on a small bench beside him, choosing dishes, and said with a smile.

Yu Zhou appeared at the door with a yawn: "What are you talking about?"

"Say you're so lazy, singing and singing are helping to choose vegetables, how long are you going to sleep?" Ms. Zhao planned to lay two eggs for them.

"No way, Mr. Su, are you choosing the vegetables?" Yu Zhou looked down at her exaggeratedly with a strange expression.

"Could it be? Don't pinch the tenderest." She looked around.

Su Chang didn't look at her, just raised the corner of his mouth.

"You think people can't do it, come here, I think you are the best, but you just refuse to do it." Ms. Zhao capped the oil bottle and muttered.

Yu Zhou acted obediently: "Then what can my mother do? The food is delicious and the house is well organized."

There are eighteen kinds of martial arts in the sky, but there is no place for them.

Breathing lightly, Su Chang smiled softly at the side.

Ms. Zhao was also amused, but she still didn't look back and didn't want to talk to her.

After a while, he sighed and said, "It's just the two of you now, and you don't need to work much. I think you also eat takeaway all day long. Have you ever thought about what to do when you have children in the future?"

These words were spoken in a very low voice and quickly, as if he had made a casual appearance of being prepared.

Small, small what?

Yu Zhou glanced at Su Chang, and Su Chang stopped choosing dishes.

"Mom..." Yu Zhou reminded her in embarrassment, "We are both women."

I'm really afraid that Ms. Zhao will be on top and forget.

"Women, I know." Ms. Zhao was still busy behind their backs, "Then you can also do test tubes. I read it on the Internet. They have babies who are very cute. But you still have to take good care of them." Pick and choose."

"I..." Yu Zhou tilted his head, his eyebrows were twisted like earthworms, how could they not escape the fate of giving birth?

The end of human beings is fertility?

It was terrible, and she shivered.

"We've only been together for half a year..." she whispered.

Su Chang glanced at her, and Yu Zhou suddenly felt guilty again.

"What half a year?" Ms. Zhao turned around, holding chopsticks, "doesn't the previous three years count? It's more than four years in total. You can consider it. You are 27 this year. You are not young. Mom is here with you. At this age, you are almost in elementary school."

"It's an exaggeration." Yu Zhou wrinkled his nose.

Looking down at Su Chang again, she silently lowered her head to choose vegetables.

Has Su Chang thought about having a baby? He had never asked her about it, and Yu Zhou hadn't thought about it either.

But she couldn't imagine herself and Su Chang having a baby, so she decided not to.

So she went over and helped to face: "Oh, we are all so busy, how can we have time?"

"I don't have time for singing, but you do. How much time do you need to write a novel?" Ms. Zhao followed.

Su Chang also stood up, put the dishes away, and then turned on the tap to wash his hands.

"What does it mean to write a novel without time? It's creation! Do you understand creation! I'm not like others. I finished a novel in 20 days." Yu Zhou was angry, "Even if I have time, I can't. I can't, I'm afraid of pain, I'm not in good health, and I can't bear this crime."

"Besides, you asked that who, you just tell me." She pulled the stool and sat down, and awkwardly called Su Chang who was sitting across from him as "that who".

Yes.

Ms. Zhao put her arms on the table, half lying on her stomach, and while watching them mixing noodles, she asked Su Chang, "Does Chang Chang have any ideas?"

"I…"

"Look, she doesn't want to."

"I think it's just shy." Ms. Zhao disagreed.

"Who would say that someone is shy in front of someone!" Yu Zhou convinced.

Su Chang clings to the chopsticks and lowers his head with a smile.

Seeing her smile, Yu Zhou laughed too, but still complained: "Don't let people eat."

"Okay, you eat, you eat." Ms. Zhao retreated and went to the living room to watch TV.

After eating two mouthfuls, Yu Zhou saw her walking away, and called to the opposite side softly: "Hey!"

Su Chang looked up.

"We, you, have you thought about it?" She asked in a low voice.

Su Chang thought for a while: "It hurts a lot. If you don't like children very much, you should not give birth."

Yu Zhou felt a little sweet in his heart, bit the corner of his mouth, and asked her again: "Then do you want to give birth? If you are not busy."

"In no mood."

"Why?"

"I don't like children very much. Also, if I have a hormone disorder during pregnancy and can't control my temper or amplify my emotions, I worry that it will make you unhappy."

Yu Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then put down his chopsticks, and gently supported his chin: "Su Chang."

"Um?"

You love me more than I imagined.

"It's nothing, are the noodles delicious?" Yu Zhou asked.

"Delicious." Su Chang said softly.