大神同学想被吃掉的樱花

Irish carefully disinfected Joseph\'s face with a nervous look.

"Well, would you like to wrap me in a bandage or something?" Taking advantage of the gap in which she had been busy around him, Joseph smiled and reached over her to make her sit in his arms.

In his arms, Irish gently held his face to the left and looked to the right, saying painfully, "I am worried about your face."

In fact, she was quite guilty. If Joseph didn\'t block before her, Ruby\'s slap would definitely hit on her own face, but to tell the truth, Irish would rather be slapped herself than Joseph. In public, he was a man who looked like a celebrity, more importantly, what if such a handsome face was destroyed?

Joseph raised his eyebrows, "It looks like you\'re just worried about my disfigurement."

"You look good on this face, I\'m sure worried." Irish carefully looked at him. The slap print was gone, with only a scratch left.

Joseph ignored the injury on his face, and his big hands covered her back, gently pinching, "So you are just attracted to my face?"

Deliberately stimulating him, she said, "Yes, if you are ugly, I will not fall in love with you."

"I thought you\'d be more interested in my wallet than in looks." Joseph was joking.

Irish saw his deliberate teasing and felt her waist warm, so she protruded her lips. "I\'m an upright person, so not all the rich people can get into my eyes. Take you, for example, successful and handsome. In other words, you are a rich and gook-looking man, so I certainly like you. But if you\'re old and ugly though you have money, I won\'t still like you."

Joseph smiled and asked, "What if a handsome guy but with no money?" 

Irish thought about it, then said very seriously, "If he\'s particularly handsome..."

He smiled at her.

When she thought about it again, she affirmed, "I don\'t want to have a Toy boy."

Joseph had no choice but to shake his head and raise his hand to spank her, but the action was very light with indulgence.

She smiled and hugged him.

She found that she wasn\'t close to him these two days, and she missed him so much.

After all, he had become the last straw against the camel, and she blamed him and would not speak to him. Even at night, she turned her back to him. But, because of Ruby\'s slap, her sympathy for Joseph is more than all. He was publicly beaten for her, so why should she nurture a grievance?

So, when she opened her heart and held him so tightly, she felt that she was thinking of him so much.

Irish\'s active closeness made Joseph happy. He held her up, and they all nested on the sofa.

He bowed his head, and the stubble made Irish giggle and push back his face, but he had to press down, and at last, their foreheads were against each other. They felt their breath like vines twisted.

Since he dismissed her, he had not seen her smile. Tonight, she smiled as before, so bright, stirring Joseph\'s heart.

Irish looked at him, whose eyes were bright, and she softly said, "I think, well, I\'m not so lucky these days."

"Superstitious." Joseph kissed her on the forehead.

She protested, "You can\'t despise this kind of thing so much. Who can promise to see through everything?"

Looking at her look, Joseph increasingly liked it, nibbling her lips.

Irish held up his face and prevented him from continuing to explore.

"But you know, Ruby has misunderstood you, she has all the charges on your head."

Joseph turned over, leaned on the sofa, and held her in his arms. "It\'s her business, and I have no right or power to interfere."

"But what if she talks to the press? It\'s terrible to take on a nonexistent crime." Irish leaned against him and frowned.

"I\'ll tell you, little girl, what it means to take on a nonexistent crime unless Ruby accuses me of killing Emery. In fact, Emery committed suicide, and Ruby just wants to calm her heart from the resentment, which is also inevitable. As for the media side, they won\'t know the core parts. Ruby is not stupid; she will not contact the media. Emery has gone, so she will definitely not let the media to hype."

After Joseph\'s analysis, Irish felt it quite reasonable and raised her hand to touch his face, "Then, in public, you cannot stand up for me."

Joseph smiled and said nothing and rubbed her head.

She looked at him, looked deeper at him, hugged him, pressed her cheek against his chest, and whispered, "I think the woman\'s sixth sense is still very accurate, you see Emery\'s accident. I really do not know what can happen later."

"There can be no life without wind and waves. As long as the wind and waves come, you are still around me, it is more important than anything." Joseph slightly used her force to let her directly sit on him.

The tip of Irish\'s nose gently against his chin with a new stubble, giggling, "Then will you voluntarily desert me?"

"No." He replied simply.

Irish raised her hand and pinched his nose. "So, you still fire me?"

It was her style to second guess.

Sometimes Joseph thought that a woman with a character like Irish would be tired of being a man because she was very small-bellied and even a little vindictive.

But he couldn\'t help it without her, even enjoying it.

Joseph let her pinch his nose and said, "I can dismiss you, but as your husband, I will never dismiss you."

"That\'s very nice to say that." Irish was happy, loosened her hand, fingers gently touching his lips, "Life is still a long way, you can\'t look at other women, clear?"

Joseph deliberately teased her, "If not?"

"Then I\'ll splash her all over with gas and then start a fire to burn her down and give you her ashes as calcium powder to stir in soy milk for you to drink," said she, glaring angrily at him.

Surprised, Joseph said, "Can I understand that your mind has reached a dark level?"

"When I marry a man like you, I always have to study how to deal with the third person, and when I have time, I will write a book called a thousand ways to make the third person die." 

He swallowed his saliva and said, "Has it all gone up to a thousand?" 

"There are levels in hell. Why can\'t there be a thousand ways to punish?" asked Irish.

Joseph said helplessly, "Well." 

Irish suddenly stared at him and asked, "Gee, am I a third person?" 

Joseph smiles, "Do you think you are?"

"I... I\'m not, right?" Irish lingered softly on him, smiling, "Unless I destroy your feelings with other women."

"You know it. Why do you ask?"

"I need you to clarify." She poked him in the chest.

Her hand got into his shirt.

Joseph only felt soft, and her fragrance came into his nose, he smiled, "Of course, you are not."

"Can I think you love me the most?" 

"I didn\'t fall in love with any other woman before you."

Irish held his face. "Why didn\'t you say you love me?"

Joseph still smiled.

"Then I want you to say that." She acted coquettishly.

The next second, Joseph turned her down, and his big hands directly pressed her. He said in a voice, "Actions speak louder than words."

"You cheat!" Irish screamed.

Quickly, the exclamation of surprise turned into a coquettish sigh.