"Don't kiss, don't kiss." The girl tried her best to turn her face to the side, and tried to rub her neck outwards against the pillow to wipe away the sticky saliva on her mouth. She muttered a half-baked Northeastern dialect that she didn't know where to imitate, "Leave me alone, oh my god."
The boy couldn't help laughing and buried his head into the girl's neck, which was filled with the fragrance of shower gel. He couldn't help laughing, "What are you doing, you little cutie? Hahahahaha."
He raised his head again, supported his body, held the girl's cheek with his hands, rubbed the girl's soft face, and kneaded it into a fox and a pig.
Facing the girl's protesting eyes, the boy smiled and gave a sip.
"I want to write a novel to record such a lovely you."
Intention: love