Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Lu Zhiqiu gave Zhou Beicheng the medicine to treat his sense of taste, and every time Zhou Beicheng put it in the water cup he gave to Meng Yutang.

After persisting for so long, I finally got some results.

Lu Zhiqiu checked it, and there was indeed nothing wrong with it, but the medicine still needs to be persisted for a while before stopping. If there is no recurrence after stopping the medicine, it is really good, and there is no need to take medicine anymore.

Both of them were very happy, but Meng Yutang didn't feel anything, just felt that this feeling was quite strange.

Zhou Beicheng took her home, and seemed to be aware of her emotional uneasiness. He asked the kitchen to cook some dishes with extreme tastes, and then pulled her to the dining table to teach her to get familiar with the taste seriously.

Meng Yutang resisted a little, but he didn't refuse because he was serious.

He took the chopsticks and tasted them himself first, and let Meng Yutang try them after he was sure.

Then tell her what it smells like.

Meng Yutang couldn't help laughing, she lost her sense of taste later, and it's not that she didn't know the taste from the beginning.

But looking at his appearance, it really seems that he is teaching a child who doesn't know anything to familiarize himself with the taste, and he is very serious.

She raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

"Try this."

He pointed to the latter dish and asked her to taste it by herself.

Meng Yutang took a sip and couldn't help frowning: "Sour."

Zhou Beicheng looked at her with a smile, raised his hand and happily moved over to hold her face and kissed her.

Meng Yutang looked at him with a smile: "I know this, this is sweet."

Zhou Beicheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help raising his hand to tap her forehead.

"As far as you know."

Meng Yutang frowned and looked at him: "I like sweet ones."

She leaned closer, half of Zhou Beicheng's ears turned red.

There is no doubt that I married a little fairy.

"that……"

He put his hand on her head, wanting her to taste the last one, but before he finished speaking, she leaned over and kissed his lips.

"..."

"Do you like sweets?"

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and pinched her chin and smiled: "I like it."

She leaned over and sat on his lap and hugged his neck: "If you like it, have more."

When the words fell, he lowered his head.

Zhou Beicheng: "..."

With her provocative nature, it's a ghost if he can bear it!

...

He pinched her chin to make her leave him for a moment, and looked at her dangerously: "Meng Jiaojiao, are you not tired anymore?"

Meng Yutang: "Well... Actually, I'm not very tired..."

When she finished speaking, someone hugged her and got up, and turned to look at the night outside the window.

"It's getting dark, and you're full, it's time to wash up and go to bed."

Meng Yutang grabbed his neck and asked with a smile, "How do you sleep..."

Zhou Beicheng approached her in a low voice: "How do you want to sleep."

After that, he carried her upstairs.

After entering the bedroom, Meng Yutang jumped down and ran into the bathroom.

"I want to take a bath, you go to bed first."

"..."

How could someone sleep by himself.

After standing outside with a smile and waiting for a while, he opened the bathroom door and walked in.

"Damn it! Zhou Beicheng!"

"My husband is here."

"..."

Zhou Beicheng pulled a bath towel and threw it on the sink, raised his hand and hugged her and put her on the sink.

He stood between her legs and looked at her.

Meng Yutang stared at him and hugged himself tightly.

He approached in a low voice, his Adam's apple rolling: "Honey, why don't you try sleeping here~"

Meng Yutang: "..."

Before she could say a word, he pressed her back and blocked her lips, and the other hand was still wandering restlessly on her thigh...