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    Danmei Painter x Male Channel Chief Editor (23)

    After confirming their relationship, Zhou Jinyuan and Song Tingyu’s relationship developed by leaps and bounds.

    As soon as the autograph session ended, Zhou Jinyuan semi-forced Song Tingyu to move to his house when she returned home.

    The two of them are like walking aphrodisiacs, they feel uncomfortable if they don’t have sex several times a day. Song Tingyu doesn’t need to go to work, so she only occupies a small area every day to draw.

    Zhou Jinyuan also tries his best to spend his time at home, and never do things outside that can be solved at home.

    It’s also because he is the editor-in-chief. Apart from daily meetings, most other things can be solved using computers.

    In this way, the two people took the opportunity to have sex at home.

    Living together is one of the best ways to examine the differences in the lives of men and women.

    Zhou Jinyuan has mysophobia. Although it is only mild, it is enough to cause headaches.

    Song Tingyu also likes to be clean on weekdays, but not to his level.

    When you get home, you must wash your hands and feet, and then go aside to rest after your hands and feet are clean.Not only for his own hygiene, Song Tingyu was forced to wash her hands even if she didn’t go out.

    But Zhou Jinyuan was still reasonable, leaving her unable to argue.

    He knows how to cook, understands taste, and loves to be clean. He is very patient with Song Tingyu, not to mention good at bed. He is simply a perfect lover.

    Song Tingyu felt that her life was in dire straits. After receiving his care on weekdays, she was too lazy to move.But when he becomes mysophobic, I want to strangle him to death.

    “Are you right what Zhang Ailing said?”

    In the evening, after dinner, the two entered the study. When Song Tingyu caught a glimpse of Zhang Ailing’s biography from the corner of her eye, she suddenly asked.

    Zhou Jinyuan raised his head, pushed up the frames of his glasses, and asked, “What are you talking about?”

    Song Tingyu turned around and nimbly arrived at his side. She hugged his face and kissed him: “Preface to Lust, Caution.”

    Her fingers were like dancers, crawling from her cheek down his long neck, her voice was low.

    “Academically speaking, it doesn’t make sense.” Zhou Jinyuan’s Adam’s apple twitched and he grabbed Song Tingyu’s restless little hand, “But in a sense, it is right.”

    Song Tingyu raised her eyebrows: “Do you know what I’m talking about?”

    Zhou Jinyuan raised his head and chuckled: “Through the stomach, it reaches the man’s heart.”

    Song Tingyu shook her head, passed her fingers across Zhou Jinyuan’s lips, and said in a deep voice: “The last sentence. Through the vagina, you can reach a woman’s heart.”

    “Because you are in my heart, I want to be in your heart.”

    The naked language and straightforward expression of her thoughts were like a confession.

    When she said this to Zhou Jinyuan, Song Tingyu didn’t have to worry that he wouldn’t understand. This man was far more knowledgeable in books than she was.

    At this stage of flirting, what you have to attack is the heart.

    Zhou Jinyuan understood, and he naturally took her body, let her sit on his lap, gently touched her back, and said, “I thought you understood my thoughts.”

    Song Tingyu snorted softly and swung her legs in the air: “Can’t we talk clearly? Do you like me? If you like me, then I will do it. If you don’t like me, don’t waste time.”

    If the bottleneck period is not passed, it will be useless no matter how crazy you make love.

    “If you don’t like it, you won’t wrong yourself.” He said, “Zhang Ailing also said that most men always like to sleep with the woman they love.”

    The corners of Song Tingyu’s lips raised: “That’s it. Then accompany me to the banquet tomorrow.”

    “The one at Dia Hotel?” Zhou Jinyuan said thoughtfully.

    “You know this, aren’t you going to go tomorrow, right?” Song Tingyu looked at him funny, but she was not surprised. After all, as the editor-in-chief, it was normal for him to attend the banquet.

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