The first time I met the copywriter, "What? The little girl likes me?" The knuckled hand was playing with the lighter, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. "Why don't they keep staring at you?" Why are you meeting your parents? ! After getting together, hold hands, kiss on the lips, touch your girlfriend's waist, bite her earlobe, hug her to bed... No! The little girl is still young, so bear with her! ! ! ! "Actually... Actually, I think I can..." Xiaoye's face was flushed, and there was a trace of sweat on the tip of her small nose. "Huh? You won't let me endure it even if I want to endure it, right?" The man's thin lips gently brushed against the delicate collarbone, and his hoarse voice made the little girl blush completely. "I think you should continue to endure it..."