Deep Love in Light Times

In the bedroom, it's quiet. Ling yun'er wakes up too late today.

He stretched out his arm to stretch out and stretch his waist after a long sleep. He could not move his arm, but also touched his solid chest. It was he and he Hanyu. He watched the financial news with his mobile phone in one hand, and held her in the other hand.

Ling yun'er takes a close look. She nestles in his arms and feels his chest rise and fall with his breath. Suddenly, she remembers a word -- years are quiet.

It's a great happiness to wake up every morning and see the one you like. Cherish this happiness. In the future, there will be another woman in his arms. Thinking in this way, she squeezed into his arms and pasted it closer.

Arms like the softest algae on the bottom of the sea, wrapped around his strong waist, cheek deeply buried in his arms, greedy breathing belongs to his breath.

"Awake?" Low male voice, gorgeous as the sound of silk crack silk, magnetic charming.

"I sleep too long today. Do you laugh at me like a lazy pig?" She didn't want him to see the tears on her cheek. She buried her head hard.

He Hanyu put down his mobile phone and put his arm around her slender waist. He knew that she had no sleep all night. He knew that she was lying at the moment and understood her inner sadness.

"Are you hungry, little pig?" He wanted to make her happy and make her eyes shine again.

"Well," the little nose issued this single syllable word, he Hanyu dotingly looked at her, patted her little ass and said, "get up quickly, eat something simple, I'll do it."

What? what? Did she hear right? He's making breakfast for himself?

The misty eyes of the moon misty bird are full of questions, which are like the mist covering the moon. Before the sun penetrates the ground, the mist has not dissipated for a long time.

Looking at her blurred eyes, he Hanyu lowered his head and kissed the tip of her delicate nose. The last kiss was fixed on her full white forehead. He gently released her hands around her and got out of bed.

Ling yun'er looks at his disappearing figure, and her eyes are slightly wet again. She caresses the traces left by him on the bed with her hands. Every fold is a treasure for her. She quietly asks herself whether the morning will be less and less like this?

He Shao, a noble man in the kitchen, is waiting by the fire faithfully, concentrating on the hot milk.

Ling yun'er sneaks into the restaurant and sees he Hanyu's handsome hair. His tall figure shows his unique beauty.

His slender fingers stroked the handle of the milk pot, and one hand stirred it seriously. The picture was so beautiful that she wanted to engrave it in the depth of her mind: a warm home and a intimate husband.

Br: when you hear the son of Hanyu, you should hold the hand of the pig and ask for a good hand The corners of his mouth rose slightly, like a husband waiting for his wife to come home.

The white milk was shining in the glass, and the bread slices were covered with jam, butter and salad, and they were stacked delicately on the plate. He sat beside him and waited to smile.

Ling yun'er can't bear to destroy this beautiful picture. The whole figure is stunned by the body immobilization technique.

He Hanyu walked step by step with long and charming legs, picked her up and put her at the table. She was moved and confused. She was like a little sheep,

he took up the milk and handed it to her hand. He said warmly, "the temperature is just right. Drink it."

Ling yun'er took a small sip, and his mouth was covered with a circle of white milk. He Hanyu looked at it and felt lovely. He moved in his heart. He went over and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

He Hanyu's intimate behavior, let her both shy and sweet, this time she did not hide, the water shining in her eyes flashing a few crystal, her fingers around the glass.

Pick up a piece of bread, aroma overflowing the mouth, Ling Yun Er lowered his head in the moment, he Hanyu clearly saw her tears fall in the milk cup.

She has a lot of tears. He Hanyu never knew that Ling yun'er has been busy making breakfast for others. Her uncle, aunt, cousin, cousin, and her life in uncle's house is a free maid.

And now, now her mouth, stomach, flowing is full of his love, how can she not move?

Watching her eat bread, drink a large glass of milk, mouth residual milk stains, like a small milk cat general, he Hanyu again can not help, little by little, all the milk around her mouth.

He let go of her head, his body retreated, his eyes burning at her blushing cheek, the eyes full of tenderness called doting.

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