After finishing the meal, Liluo went upstairs first, and soon Tan Jiahuan followed. At the corner of the second floor, he stopped her, and she was not surprised. He smiled sweetly and said, "Brother, are you satisfied with this gift? I also picked it up all day long." There was a rare sweetness in his voice.
He stared at her with scorching eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly, he let out a sneer, gritted his teeth and said, "Satisfied, quite satisfied."
She took a step forward and breathed into his ear, "I knew my brother would be satisfied. You were looking for flowers every night, and my sister was afraid that you would get sick, so she prepared more for you. But I didn't know what flavor you liked, so I chose a few of each brand and type for you. How about it, my sister is considerate enough." He thought about the box of red and green condoms, and his face turned red and white. At this moment, he really had the urge to strangle her to death.
He just looked at her straightly. She wanted to leave, but he stretched out his arm to trap her in the corner of the wall. The smile on Liluo's face could no longer be maintained, and he gradually panicked. He retracted his arm. Before Liluo could even breathe out, his whole body was hugged by him, and he breathed softly into her ear. He said, "Brother, I tell you that I like ultra-thin ones. You don't have to spend so much money next time. Just prepare this one." Hearing his words, Liluo's ears turned red. He looked at her pale pink skin under the light and continued, "I don't know if you have tried it, sister. It's really comfortable." The last words were deliberately prolonged.