Deep Love in Light Times

The afternoon sunshine is warm and charming, like a kind mother touching the earth.

Ling yun'er and he Hanyu came back from buying clothes. After lunch, they began to take a nap. Maybe she was too tired in the morning. She lay on the bed with her small head like a time shuttle. She played back the scenes of getting along with him like lightning. Her eyelids were heavy and she fell asleep. It was a beautiful job to have intimate contact with Zhou Gong.

Vaguely, a dry and warm hand fell on her forehead, and then stroked her face, fingers shuttling between her hair. Well It's so comfortable. She feels like a lazy cat being loved by her owner. She doesn't want to open her eyes at all.

Suddenly, a soft and moist heat covered her lips, and the familiar smell of mixed cigars came to her face, and she was dizzy at the first time.

Open your eyes, see the broken hair tip, thick long eyebrows, wide forehead, and want to look more carefully, but no, soft, dizzy, let her sink into a black whirlpool, can not help but close her eyes, no strength to open

It was a long time before she was free from the whirlpool, but she was still dizzy, as if the ceiling was spinning.

He Hanyu put his hands on both sides of her shoulder. The dark, bottomless ink pupil was just above her eyes, a light streamer.

"It's time to get up. Dinner's going to start in an hour, eh?" He asked fondly.

His voice is different from the usual calm and clear, a little hoarse, but it is this hoarseness. He is afraid that his voice will startle Ling yun'er in his sleep, so he lowers his voice and shows a little hoarseness. His thoughtfulness makes Ling yun'er feel as if there is a feather on the tip of Ling yun'er's heart, which is itchy and numb.

"Well..." A word of "um" stirred up the softest and softest place in her heart, and Ling yun'er also responded with a "um, I know." different from he Hanyu's feather like "um", Ling Yun's "um" is delicate and waxy, such as melted toffee candy.

Just as she was about to lift the thin silk quilt, she was pressed on her shoulder. The warm, wet and soft kiss and the smell of cigar covered her again. Ling yun'er greedily enjoyed the long kiss. Once again, she fell into a deeper whirlpool, dizzy, and did not know where

When she was in a trance and felt about to suffocate, he stopped, pressed against the tip of her nose and asked, "my princess, it's delicious." It's just that this sentence is all Italian. Fortunately, Ling Yuner's Italian learning in those years can barely keep up with his simple Q & A.

"Well Hanyu, I love you. I'm afraid you will spoil me. "She closed her eyes and felt her face was hot and her voice was sticky in her throat." I'm so dizzy... "

"Do you really know Italian well?" He raised his voice slightly.

In the fashion store before, he thought Ling yun'er was just guessing the praises of the saleswoman. When she said with a smile that she knew Italian and had studied Italian for four years, he had some doubts. Now he has confirmed this conjecture.

"Well..." She dazzled, stretched out her arm to push him, his breath really breathless! "When I was in college, I studied with my teacher, and I also took the level and certificate. When I wanted to study abroad, I came to Italy Thank you for bringing me here to fulfill my dream of this life

"He Hanyu's automatic brain makes up for all kinds of scenes when she studies Italian hard and hard in C University. The library, study room and Italian language teacher are really excellent and eager to learn. Now, there are still such struggling girls.

Ling yun'er is watching him come, black pants, European shirt, bow tie, every step is calm and leisurely, leisurely walk in the court without losing dignity, so he is like a prince, no, the prince is younger, should say like a king

It suddenly occurred to her that he was attending a banquet tonight. No wonder he was dressed like this. However, he was so handsome that she couldn't imagine. Ling Yuner jumped out of bed decisively and put on another European medieval style dress to match him.

In my heart, I don't know where he Hanyu's friends are. How can they get in touch with each other? Will they laugh at the fact that they haven't seen a big scene? Will he disgrace Hanyu? After going, we must be cautious in words and deeds. We should not easily reveal our own thoughts. Ling yun'er tells us something we need to pay attention to.

Italian food is extremely attractive. When you see it, you have to restrain yourself and be polite to others. By the way, she secretly browsed the European banquet rules in the computer he carried with him last night. She hasn't had time to look at it. Now she might as well have a look.

"Hanyu, I, I"

"eh?" He Hanyu likes to see her hesitating. Whenever this happens, he has an impulse to protect her. She must have something to ask for help, which is always interesting and lovely.

"I, I, I yesterday opened your computer without your permission and looked up some European banquet rules. I didn't move anywhere else, but Baidu made some rules. You and you won't be angry. Blame me!"

"Ha ha! You are a hard-working cow and a quick rabbit. Do you want to see it He Hanyu, as if seeing through her mind, took out the computer and opened the pictures she wanted to see. Ling yun'er read them seriously one by one.The way she reads is beautiful, attentive, serious, and her bright eyes are shining with wisdom

this evening's banquet has greatly opened Ling yun'er's eyes and increased a lot of insight.

Mr. Song, the host of the banquet, is over 40 years old. However, he is young and interesting. He has profound attainments in both music and painting. It seems that these are his inborn talents. He enjoys talking about them easily.

Mr. Song's home is more like a museum. Every piece of furnishings, including tableware used for guests, is a piece of art with historical imprint and has a long history.

Ling yun'er immersed in such an atmosphere, completely lost in which can not extricate themselves. Those ancient things are imbued with the heavy sense of history, as if returning to the prosperity of the Renaissance

And of course, the most delicious food at the party!

The rich traditional food has finally given her taste buds the ultimate enjoyment after being abused by her uncle for so many days. If she had not taken care of her appearance as a guest and the identity of he Hanyu's female companion, she suspected that she would even swallow a knife and fork.

She can only hold back a small grievance in her heart and bear the pain to choose to give up

"If you eat too much, will your stomach ache?" She raised her eyebrows and asked he Hanyu.

"Of course, you have eaten a lot today. How could I not find that you can eat so much before..." She looked at him resentfully. Don't expose others!

Soon, he patted her face and laughed fondly. His voice was soft and gentle. "Don't eat too much western food. It will secrete calories. Of course, you don't have to worry about being so thin. If you eat too much cold food, your stomach will be uncomfortable. In the future, you like to eat it. I can take you to eat it. Mr. Song has prepared a menu for me for every dish, dessert and fruit. I have already checked it Draw the food you like. I'll take you to eat it in batches and in stages some other day, so that you won't get a bad stomach.

“……” If Ling yun'er is not very hard to control herself, she will surely rush to embrace him affectionately!

www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!