The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 189 Confirming the relationship

Jiang Huanhuan is a man of action.

As soon as this thought came into my mind, I went over to him the next second.

She put her arms around Song Jinmian's neck and moved over quickly.

Just like a chick pecking at rice.

A kiss.

Another kiss.

Song Jinmian's lips were indeed as soft as imagined.

And it was much hotter than I had imagined, much hotter than hers.

"It doesn't taste like strawberry."

After coming to this conclusion, Jiang Huanhuan was a little disappointed.

Then they moved to other places.

--cheek!

One on the left and one on the right.

After the kiss, Jiang Huanhuan still felt it was boring. After thinking for a moment, she finally bit it.

"Ouch——"

However, just as she opened her mouth, Song Jinmian dragged her into his arms along with the quilt.

The slender hand directly grasped her chin, revealing Jiang Huanhuan's cheeks that were excited because of doing something bad.

Jiang Huanhuan said confidently: "You scared me!"

Song Jinmian pinched Jiang Huanhuan's face and watched her lips forced into a pout.

It feels really good to touch.

Song Jinmian asked back, "I was just scared, right? What bad things are you doing?"

"How can that be a bad thing? I told you I think your mouth is more kissable!"

Because Jiang Huanhuan's nose was pressed down by her hand, her voice had a nasal tone, but this could not hide the self-righteousness in her voice.

"Then I'd definitely have to kiss her to confirm it! Words aren't enough!"

Hearing Jiang Huanhuan's response, Song Jinmian was so angry that he laughed.

Song Jinmian: "Then do you want to kiss the male ghost in the TV show for comparison?"

Jiang Huanhuan was stunned by the question she had never imagined. She thought for a moment and then nodded.

"It seems to be true, otherwise how can I draw a conclusion!"

The next moment, Jiang Huanhuan's mouth was pinched again.

Song Jinmian: "Okay, stop saying things that make me want to die."

Jiang Huanhuan was forced to pout and tilt her head slightly: "Hmm?"

Why does it make people want to die?

Song Jinmian's eyes were somewhat depressed, like the dark night sky before a storm.

Jiang Huanhuan could tell that Song Jinmian was a little angry with her, but more of it was helplessness, which eventually turned into a sigh.

At that moment, she felt that she was not responding to Song Jinmian's idea.

Instead, he pulled out a sharp knife from his back and stabbed him.

…But where did she get the knife?

Jiang Huanhuan paused.

Is there anything she answered?

The warm fingertips rubbed the side of her face.

Song Jinmian asked softly: "Is kissing me the same as kissing him? Or can everyone kiss you?"

Jiang Huanhuan blurted out.

"Of course that's different! I'm not curious about whether other people's mouths are kissable or not!"

"It's because you asked the question that I'm following your idea!"

If Song Jinmian hadn't asked, she wouldn't have thought of kissing a celebrity.

Jiang Huanhuan paused, a fierce look on her face: "Are you setting a trap for me?"

He was the one asking the questions.

Then he was the one who showed a hurt expression.

...The puppy is so innocent!

Jiang Huanhuan was angry.

She grabbed Song Jinmian's shirt collar and pulled his cheek with her backhand.

When Jiang Huanhuan got angry, she didn't consider safety at all. She was very strong, and her sudden movement even caused the wheelchair to move back a little.

If Song Jinmian hadn't reacted quickly and locked the wheelchair immediately, both of them would have overturned.

But the result of being indecisive was that Song Jinmian was completely at a disadvantage and his cheek was pulled so hard that it hurt.

Jiang Huanhuan was still angry and used extra force with her hands.

"I just think my conclusion is wrong, but that doesn't mean I'm going to kiss a celebrity!"

"I also know that kissing on the mouth and face is for kissing the person you like, okay!"

"I really don't understand why you humans think kissing is so good, humph!"

"Your mouth doesn't even taste like strawberry, it just looks like it!"

"He's just a good-looking guy who seduced me with his good looks!"

It was not until a red mark was left on Song Jinmian's face that Jiang Huanhuan angrily withdrew her hand and tried to leave.

Then Jiang Huanhuan realized that she couldn't go down.

While she was venting, Song Jinmian held her waist and back to prevent her from falling.

He also allowed Jiang Huanhuan to tease him.

This noble young man, who was always reserved and aloof in front of outsiders, now looked extremely embarrassed.

The collar was pulled askew, the well-groomed hair was now a little messy, and there were a few red marks on the pretty face.

Although good-looking, he looks more like a poor person who has fallen into prostitution.

A pair of eyes are like fragile ice floes on the lake, and the corners of the eyes are slightly red... It seems like they were just photographed.

Just by being stared at by that helpless look, Jiang Huanhuan felt a little soft-hearted.

It seems like I hit him a little too hard, there are marks on his neck.

Seeing Jiang Huanhuan's moved expression, Song Jinmian's eyes immediately showed a smile.

The pitifulness before was all pretended!

Jiang Huanhuan grabbed Song Jinmian's hair with both hands.

"Don't act pitiful! You were the one who threw dirty water on me first!" he emphasized seriously.

Song Jinmian admitted his mistake in a gentle voice: "I was wrong. Are you angry now? You can pull it a few more times. I have a thick skin."

After saying this, he lowered his head and stared at Jiang Huanhuan with his black eyes seriously and devoutly.

Jiang Huanhuan sometimes suspected that Song Linxiao learned his shamelessness from him.

How could she have the nerve to do that to someone who was admitting his mistake so sincerely?

And from this angle, she looks so innocent!

It’s really thoughtful!

Jiang Huanhuan had lost all her strength and means, and could only stare at Song Jinmian's legs with impatience.

With his hands on his hips and glaring fiercely, he looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.

But she was not tall enough, and when she sat on Song Jinmian's lap, she was much shorter than him.

Jiang Huanhuan immediately straightened her chest, tried to support her body, and silently raised her body a little higher.

It looks like a kitten with its back bent and fur standing on end.

Looks fierce, but cute.

Song Jinmian raised and lowered his hand, finally restraining his urge to pinch his face.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong about this."

Jiang Huanhuan didn't let him go: "Why do you feel it's wrong?"

Song Jinmian: "I'm jealous and insecure."

Jiang Huanhuan silently covered her mouth with a look of disgust: "If I had known, I wouldn't have kissed you."

Song Jinmian: "...Ha, the jealousy here is a synonym for possessiveness."

Sometimes I don’t know whether Jiang Huanhuan really doesn’t understand or is pretending not to understand.

Jiang Huanhuan nodded belatedly, "Oh, now I understand. Go on and explain why you're 'jealous'."

Humans are so troublesome.

How can we associate "jealousy" with possessiveness?

Although Jiang Huanhuan has learned a lot, sometimes there are inevitably some blank areas.

The puppy was really confused.

Faced with Jiang Huanhuan's in-depth questioning, Song Jinmian no longer had any thoughts of covering up.

"Because there are so many people around you, and you're clueless about relationships... you're just like an idiot."

"Sometimes I don't know whether you like me or are just used to relying on me."

"When I say like, I mean the affection between men and women."