Her neck was stuck, her eyebrow and eyes were flexible, and her complaints were lively.

Rowan looked at her and suddenly felt so cute and tight about her.

Suddenly, I wanted to kiss her very much.

If you think so, he does the same.

Bow your head and hold her crimson lip.

"Well!"

Claudia suddenly kissed him and paused.

How to speak well, Mr. Rowan is Qin Beast?

His hand was pushed back on his shoulder, and gradually, the resistance was negligible.

It looks like a ball of cotton has been stuffed in his head.

The whole body is light.

He didn‘t let go of her until he kissed her red lips to the point of his nose.

"Aren‘t you my little lover?"

"Hmm?"

"It‘s okay."

"What?"

Doubts, eyes suddenly a bright.

"Isn‘t she your little lover?"

"Aren‘t you my little lover?"

Mr. Rowan‘s sweet love words, indeed as expected.

Claudia smiled secretly, took his cheek, blinked, and kissed him on the face, the tip of his nose, the horn of his lips, and his forehead.

Mr. Rowan‘s face was watermarked, but she was more foolish than her smile.

Back in the driver‘s seat, he restarted the car.

"By the way, do you really know that seven elder brother?"

"Well, I have dealt with them."

"Isn‘t that man, that man mixed up?"

"Uh－huh."

"Then what do you deal with him? Rowan, you won‘t still mix with society, will you?"

"What do you say?"

"Well, it looks like a gangster." She said, reaching into his face.

Rowan controlled the steering wheel with one hand and wrapped her finger on her leg with the other. "Sometimes it is used."

"Then I don‘t think it‘s a good thing to get too close to those people either. You have to be sure."

"Uh－huh."

He answered her so obediently, but she had nothing to say.

Turned his head and looked out of the window, looking at the street view flashing outside the car.

A long time later, a soft female voice came.

"Rowan, are you afraid?"

"... hmm."

"Are you scared?" Claudia picked his palm with his finger and asked with a bright smile.

"Claudia." He gave her a warning call, withdrew his hand and changed to holding the steering wheel with both hands.

"Cheapskate."

I admitted it anyway.

What if you admit it once more?

On that section of the way home, the glass of the car window showed a smiling side face, which was not beautiful.

*

At 6： 30 in the morning, Rowan woke up from bed.

Subconsciously stretched out her hand and touched it to the side. It was empty and there was no temperature. It seemed that she had been up for a long time.

Looking at the half－ring of the ceiling, he sat up, uncovered the quilt and went into the bathroom.

After washing, he went out of the bedroom to look for her.

Claudia cooked in the kitchen, singing while cooking, looking in a good mood.

She was so absorbed that he looked at her at the door for half a day, but she didn‘t find it.

Rowan slipped past and put her arms around her.

Claudia let out a light cry, turned his head and put it on his cheek. "Get up."

Her voice was so gentle that it stirred his heart like a feather.

He gave a "um" and put his chin on her shoulder. "What are you cooking?"

"Lean meat porridge, someone‘s favorite."

"I like something else best." He murmured in a low voice, his thin lips cruising around her neck, and occasionally taking a bite of her meat.

Claudia was itchy by him, hid twice and coaxed him： "You go out and wait first, it will be ready soon."

"No."

"Can you help me set up the bowls and chopsticks?"

Rowan snorted and reluctantly agreed.

On the table were a plate of small pickles, a plate of steamed buns and two bowls of lean meat porridge.

Rowan poked at the white, tender steamed buns with chopsticks and raised his eyebrows： "Did you go out to buy them?"

"Mm－hmm." Claudia took a sip of porridge, which tasted good, "to repay Mr. Rowan for saving his life last night."

She said with a playful brow.

Rowan was noncommittal, drinking porridge and eating steamed buns.

He eats gracefully and looks good, very much like a person.

No, another person is very similar to him.