100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 202 Xizhou Slow

"Don't you want to catch your flight?" He pulled the little girl into his arms.

Song Guizhou was never the kind of person who would deliberately suppress himself.

His hands gripped her head tightly, kissing her lips little by little, his palms burning with a tantalizing heat as he gently and lightly touched her waist.

She was still oblivious to the danger and kept pinching.

That thing quickly drove people completely mad.

Jin Huan was tidied up over and over, and her back was rubbed raw by the sofa armrests.

Green energy danced joyfully throughout the room, finally settling into her veins and bone marrow. "Uncle, that's enough."

"It's not enough. You got what you wanted, so accept it, okay?"

An hour later, he first took the suitcase out, and then carried the unconscious little girl into the car.

She absorbs it faster than before, so it doesn't take five or six hours to slowly refine it.

"Uncle, you're so annoying."

"Are you awake?" He gently flicked her nose while the light was red.

"Well, wake up."

Once she finally boarded the plane, she started watching TV series on her tablet while eating snacks.

She even ate an airplane meal during the three-hour flight.

My backpack was empty when I got off the plane.

It was exactly 9:30 when we arrived at Song Guizhou's house.

It was already quite late. But Mr. and Mrs. Song were waiting. Originally, the old man and woman were also going to come, but Mrs. Song said they would wait and see first. If the girl their son brought back wasn't reliable, the old man wouldn't need to meet her.

That's true, but the older folks still think their grandson has good taste and it shouldn't be too outrageous.

"Dad, Mom, this is my girlfriend, Huanhuan."

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie," she greeted sweetly.

To meet his parents, she made a point of dressing up in a more gentle and mature way. Song Guizhou was not young, and if she looked too young, she would not be a good match for him.

Song's mother, who had been worried, suddenly felt relieved. She knew her son well enough to know what kind of person he was—a man of few words and a cold demeanor.

He needed a lively little girl like this to balance things out. Apart from looking a bit young, she was perfect, and there was nothing to complain about. "Hey, good girl, come in quickly." Song's mother led Jin Huan inside.

Everything was already prepared inside.

Even though it's late, the dishes on the table are still steaming hot, with plenty of vegetables, fruits, and meats.

Although Mr. and Mrs. Song do not live in a villa, they bought and combined all three apartments on the 8th floor. Imagine the living experience of 687 square meters.

The decor leans towards understated luxury and is quite modern; the row of floor-to-ceiling windows is simply stunning!

Outside is an artificial lake view, inside are exquisite ingredients, and dining is quite leisurely and enjoyable.

"What does Huanhuan like to eat? Auntie will make it for you tomorrow."

"I asked casually," Song's mother asked.

"I like seafood." She had only recently discovered this hobby; the culinary techniques of this era are truly amazing. "Okay, Auntie will make it for you tomorrow. Auntie's salt-baked king crab is delicious, isn't it, Xiaozhou?"

“Yes, my mom is a great cook,” Song Guizhou quickly replied to his mother.

"Wow, I can't wait!" She's always integrated well into human society; it just depends on whether she wants to get along with you.

It was really late after we finished eating.

Song's mother arranged for Jin Huan to sleep in a large bedroom on the east side.

Song Guizhou naturally wanted to follow her in, but was stopped at the door by his mother, who looked surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Don't I sleep with her?" This completely baffled Song Guizhou.

Go back to your room!

Song's mother was just short of hitting him with a feather duster.

Helpless, Song Guizhou was forced to sleep in a separate room from his young girlfriend after his first sexual experience! Half an hour later, Song Guizhou pretended to come out to get a drink of water, pacing around, and knocked on the door when his mother wasn't looking.

Very quietly.

There was no movement inside.

He had no choice but to take out his phone and call Jin Huan.

After ringing for a while, the call was answered.

"Hey, Huanhuan, open the door."

"it is good."

Jin Huan came over to open the door, but after a few seconds of surprise, she closed it.

Song Guizhou: ? ? ?

Just as he was about to knock on the door again, a hand gently patted his back.