Fall in love with the great god two or three times

Chapter 393
Amang didn't say anything anymore, and ate in silence, what he said just now still appeared in his mind, she didn't have the ability to cause trouble for him, and he could say so confidently, so she had nothing to worry about.

After supper, the two cleaned up the dining table together, and finally went upstairs together.

Amon wanted to go back to his room, but unexpectedly he forced him into his bedroom.

Feeling that the breathing sound behind her became more and more stable, it made her feel more at ease, but for some reason, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Carefully turned over and lay face to face with him, because she turned off the light, she couldn't see his face clearly, but his handsome face was already deeply burned in her heart, even if she couldn't see clearly, she could automatically meet his face Face.

He couldn't help raising his hand, poked his face secretly, and said in a low voice, "It's just possible. Will you suddenly get tired of playing and kick me one day?"

"What are you thinking about when you don't sleep?"

Amang froze for a moment, staring blankly at the light in his black eyes, unable to look away, his heart was beating wildly, why wasn't he asleep yet?

"I..." she whispered, "I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Hearing her uneasy voice made it hard for him to let go.

Aman hugged his tiger waist tightly, buried his face deep into his neck, and said in a muffled voice: "This relationship is too strange. If you were any other girl, would you treat her like this?"

He fell silent suddenly, raised his hand, took one of her little hands, and put her palm on his heart.

"If you say such things, I will hurt here."

She couldn't help but widen her eyes. How could he feel heartache?

"I don't know what love is, until you suddenly broke into my world, I started to be afraid of seeing you, and I didn't know how to face what happened that night. I have never been so confused since I was a child. It's all about you, you can't drive me away."

"Aman..." He raised his head slightly, "Do you have this feeling?"

Amang was silent for a long time, then nodded, "Yes..."

"I want to entrust my whole life to you. Before that, let's have a romantic relationship, shall we?"

"Hmm..." His love is too beautiful, like a ray of sunshine shining into her heart, she has no way to resist this kind of warmth.

Let's talk about love first...

Then let's talk about love first.

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Unconsciously, the sky was bright, and Amang was awakened by a gentle voice, "Amang, it's time to get up."

She opened her eyes in a daze, and a handsome fair face came into view, and she asked in a murmur, "What time is it now? I'm so sleepy..."

"Go to bed later, my mother is here, you go wash your face and brush your teeth first, my mother brought you a skirt, it's in the closet, remember to change it before going down, I'll wait for you in the living room."

"Oh." Amon replied, got up and walked into the bathroom.

Qiao Zhun watched her disappear behind the door, turned around and went downstairs, and soon came to the living room, where her mother was sitting on the sofa, and she was the only one.

Although my mother is 50 years old and has obvious wrinkles on her face, she is not as rich as other rich old people. As long as he can remember, my mother has never been fat. He is thin and small, but fortunately, his temperament has not diminished. Every time he sees his mother like this, he will feel inexplicably distressed.

He walked slowly to his mother, sat down, reached out and hugged her thin arm, and said with a smile: "Mom, didn't I tell you to come back later, you wake up so early every time, did you sleep well last night?"

"Last night, I heard from Aman that I had a girlfriend, which made me happy all night, so I wanted to come quickly and see what kind of girl it is." Lu Mingjun smiled slightly, the kindness in her eyes was what she had accumulated over the years Kind.

Qiao Zhun was helpless, looked up at his mother's face, and said with distressed face: "Every time you are happy, you lose sleep, and dad doesn't care about you. sleep together."

"You silly boy..." Lu Mingjun was amused by his son's words, "If your father hears such words, he will talk about you again."

"I'm not afraid of him, because I love my mother more." Qiao Zhun smiled mischievously, not like a 25-year-old man at all.

Seeing his son making himself happy like this, Lu Mingjun felt warm in his heart, raised his hand and rubbed his handsome face, his eyes were as mischievous as his son's, and said with a smile: "If your father dares to speak of you, I will Help you clean him up."

Qiao Zhun couldn't help hugging his mother's thin fan, and said in a low voice: "Idiot, I'm just joking with you, don't let you get angry, I'm grown up now, I can handle my own affairs well, you just wait to hold your grandson. "

"Stupid child, you always talk in the same way..." Lu Mingjun smiled innocently, stretched out his hand to push his son away, her beloved chatter became more and more mature, and she felt very relieved.

(End of this chapter)