Lyre abruptly turned around and embraced him in her armsas she saw his wronged and pitiful face. Jensen was sitting there. At this moment, he was tightly hugged by Lyre. His face was buried in the softest part of the woman. His entire body trembled and his eyes goggled in disbelief.
Lyre lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead. "In the last few days, I was also struggling, but after thinking twice, I know that I'll never meet a man who's filled with his love to me again in my life. Anyway, I don't care your young age anymore."
Jensen's mind went blank. Wasn't it an illusion that she took the initiative to kiss him just now?
Looking at his dumbfounded expression, Lyre couldn't help but laugh. "I'll take you home to meet my parents tomorrow. I'll marry you as long as they agree with it."
"Really?" The joy came to him too suddenly. Jensen's distress all along the way had dissipated.
"Yes." Lyreuttered a sigh of relief. Actually, it was her parents who urged her to come back home this time.Theirpurpose was no more than thatshe was old enough, so she had to find a good man to marry. At that time, Lyre was also thinking in that way. However, after having a few blind dates, she discovered that she was incompatible with the so—called elite talents as she had no idea about the professional knowledge that they talked aboutwhiletheir first reaction after knowing her job was that they might be fallen into the victim of her domestic violence.
At that time, Lyre felt embarrassed about it. Now she could realize thatit merely indicated the truth that those men simply didn't love her. If they really did, how could they think of fighting with her in the first place?
Although the man in front of her was younger than her and had a weaker personality, he did not seem to be afraid of being beaten by her. Someday, he would grow up into a man strong like iron. Moreover, she had also seen his professional abilities during her stay abroad. He was indeed very good, just like a genius.
"Sister, your body is so soft." Jensen was young and vigorous, leaning against Lyre's breasts. At this moment, he was a little impetuous and couldn't help but sigh.
Lyre blushed and pushed him away. "Stop talking nonsense and take a rest early."
"Sister, do you want to go home?" He stood up reluctantly.
Lyre rolled her eyes at him and said, "Of course, my home is not far from here. Moreover, you should call me Lyre in the future. I'm afraid I'll beat you again if you call me sister."
"Why do you want to beat me?" He felt wronged.
"It's only natural that the elder sister should beatthe younger brother." She immediately replied.
"But I'm the one who will marry you. You can't beat me if you want me to be your husband." He said confidently.
"That's right. That's why I asked you to call me by my name, and then I will always remember that you are my boyfriend." She was amused by his adorability. She immediately grabbed her bag, walked out, and closed the door.
"I'm her boyfriend?" Jensen was dumbfounded and muttered himself.
In the next room, the atmosphere had already risen. Although it was already early in the morning and Tinge Williams had been driving in the whole afternoon, he was still full of energy. Creamy Wayne held onto his tall body and leaned her head on his shoulder. She felt dizzy. She seemed to understand why women loved those men with good figures. Thinking of this, she became extremely shy.
"I'm exhausted." Creamy complained softly.
"What are you tired of?" Tinge looked at her with doting eyes and smiled.
"I'm so tired that my waist is going to fall apart." Creamy was loved by him like this, soshe felt sweet and warm.
"If you get tired just by groaning, wouldn't I be tireless like an ox?" Tinge teased at her.
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