After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 88
Her last sentence had a strong ending.

Peng Anming, who was familiar with her, could naturally hear the deep meaning in her words.

Jiang Mu's eyes were clear and his expression was calm.

His mentor has passed away, and there is no bond between her and Peng Anming, so she should return to being a passerby.

Let it go.

Xiao Junheng stepped forward at the right time, held an umbrella for her, and guarded behind her steadily.

Peng Anming moved subconsciously, wanting to follow but had no reason to follow.

"very good mood?"

Someone who was holding back a smile all the way, couldn't hide the joy in his brows and eyes after getting in the car.

Xiao Junheng was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and propping up the seat with the other hand. He opened and closed his movements, and the buttons of his shirt popped open silently.

The short hair that was wet by the rain was clinging to the scalp, the water stains on the face hung grinningly, and the corners of the mouth were raised, looking like he was about to smile or not, wild and tugging.

Hook people's mind away like a hook.

She never concealed the eagerness in her eyes, and he let her look at him as if he didn't realize it.

Xiao Junheng: "Very good."

He was in a better mood than ever.

Being chosen in front of a rival in love, seeing that the parents have a reputation.

The most important thing is that she does not hesitate to approve at any time.

The white fingers moved forward eagerly, the damp shirt felt astringent, and the warmth under the fingertips came through the water vapor.

Young people are really strong.

Jiang Mu hooked the corners of his mouth, and the depressive black on her body matched her facial features better.

With a small face and beautiful eyes, she seems to be able to talk when staring at people.

Xiao Junheng stepped forward unconsciously, as if to make it easier for her to move.

He leaned over fiercely.

Jiang Mu pressed his hand, and the large area of ​​touch hit the brain directly, and the soaked clothes became an obstacle.

Xiao Junheng let out a muffled laugh.

He stopped her increasingly irritable hand, and kissed her on his lips: "Good boy."

"Be patient and wait to go home."

Xiao Junheng comforted Jiang Mu with his mouth, but his eyes were looking in the direction of the cemetery through the car window.

It seemed to be looking at Peng Anming who was in a daze not far away, and it seemed to be looking at the direction where his father-in-law and mother-in-law died.

Waiting to go home.

He thought silently in his heart.

After half a month, Jiang Mu was even more enthusiastic.

It's like a kid who's turned on meat, impatient and clueless.

Whenever the holiday season, think twice.

What others miss is kissing, but she is burying the gray past.

The memory that has been buried deep in my heart, Pandora's box was reopened today.

What is there to recall about those boring, monotonous daily routines?

"Am I indifferent?"

Jiang Mu nestled in his arms, hugged him tightly with both hands, and rested with his eyes closed.

"will not."

Xiao Junheng's eyes were sober, and he didn't feel sleepy after being overexcited.

Finding that she wasn't asleep, she played with her fingers fondly, and put them on her lips to kiss from time to time.

Jiang Mu: "That's right, you know everything you should know."

Being able to find the cemetery to block people, I think her colander-like privacy is clear and transparent in the eyes of the bosses.

Xiao Junheng's expression changed slightly, he moved his lips, and was stopped by soft fingers before he could speak.

"It does not matter, I do not mind."

What does it matter.

The life he has experienced cannot be erased, so it doesn't matter if he knows it.

Jiang Mu was even afraid that he didn't know enough. If he knew she was a bad woman earlier, he wouldn't pay wrongly.

It's strange to say that her body, which she thought would be tired after a short sleep, actually made her more fascinated.

Just like mellow red wine, the longer it is stored, the purer the taste.

(End of this chapter)