He Is Warmer Than Time

Mu Mian almost jumped up and cheered, but because of the presence of a big man, she still wanted to be more dignified and held back her abruptly.

At last it was all suffering.

She endured hard, Tang Ji'an beside her endured harder than her.

Because he wanted to drag her into his arms to kiss her, he wanted to kiss her well, so that he could express his inner excitement.

Finally, her father was also relieved, and finally, they were walking towards a better future.

What are the two parents still talking about? The two juniors have completely lost the mind to listen, and the two smiled at each other from time to time.

Even the air of early summer is filled with the smell of love.

Tang Deputy Hall is also considered to be a young man, but he feels that his whole body is filled with excitement, as if he has returned to the time when he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

Oh, maybe he didn't have such passion when he was fifteen or six years old. After all, he was a young man and he didn't have such passion when he was a teenager.

It was not until I met Mu Mian that all the vitality in his body was awakened.

How lucky it is to meet the right person.

Several people chatted late, the Mu family kindly entertained Tang Qingru, and the last group sent him to the gate of the community.

Mu Guohui said that he would count on a lucky day for the two of them to get married, but Tang Qingru readily accepted it.

After speaking, he got into the car, and the Mu family and Tang Ji'an watched him go away.

Mu Mian turned to look at Tang Ji'an: "Aren't you going with your father?"

Tang Ji'an took it for granted: "I don't live with my father, he lives in Huangpu River, and I live in Sinan."

In the evening breeze, the second elder of the Mu family retreated at some point, leaving only the two of them. Mu Mian smiled and looked at him: "Then you go back to Sinan."

Tang Ji'an took her hand and walked on the tree-lined path, the lights were dim, and the starry sky above his head was shining. He whispered, "You come back with me, eh?"

Mu Mian squeezed his hand tightly: "Are you just a few days away? No... isn't it about to get married?"

After the same big tree, Tang Ji'an pressed her on the trunk again.

She saw the stars surging above his head, the fragrant grass in June, the crickets rustling in the grass, the smell of toilet water filled the tip of the nose, and the sound of a TV series on the other side of the path was very loud, as if it was playing the legend of the new white lady .

She smiled and looked at the handsome man in front of her: "I want to go home and watch TV, the new legend of the white lady, it looks good."

The man caressed her cheek, looked at her eyes, as if saying, can I look good?

Mu Mian is not afraid of death and said: "It looks better than you..."

Tang Ji'an bowed his head and kissed her lips. Summer lips seem to be different from winter. Winter is like dry fire. Summer lips are like a brook gurgling, moisturizing his internal organs, making him obsessed and addicted to him. Among them, I want to go deeper and go deeper.

He slipped into her mouth with a long tongue, picking up the smell that belongs to her.

His kiss was incompatible with his personality, not clear and cold, but extremely strong, causing her to lose her eyes and soften her legs and feet.

She leaned straight down, and he hooked her waist, whispering in his ears: "The legs are weak, huh?"

Qingliang is mixed with strong Gu Xiaowang, contradictory but harmonious, so that she... is enthusiastic about it.

Thinking... I want to reach out and unbutton his white shirt, I want... I want to touch his sturdy body.

Thinking of this, Mu Mian's face flushed to the root of his ears.

"Will you go to my house? Will you go to Sinan?"

He continued to confuse her, making her mind confused, and said in a daze: "I... I will tell my parents."