They drank and played here all night, and he just stared at her all night, making nine out of ten people who walked by look back!
Even though Hanyi was thick-skinned, she couldn't help but blush. Ling Yuxuan's heart moved when she saw her pink and tender look. He leaned forward and pecked her on the face, "Look at how beautiful my wife is~"
The orange-yellow light of the wine shines down, reflecting a faint halo around the two of them, which is extremely charming.
"Ahem..." Han Yi choked at his sudden words of love. After calming down for a long time, she said in a weird voice: "I also think I'm pretty..."
"Pfft!" Several people around him couldn't help but burst into laughter when they heard the conversation between the young couple. Ling Yuxuan glanced at them coldly and hugged Han Yi into his arms. Of course his wife was the most beautiful!
Dots of pink dyed Hanyi's earlobes, as clear as crystal. She patted him coquettishly: "Let's go."
She was afraid she would spontaneously combust if she stayed any longer.
"Okay, okay." Ling Yuxuan, who regarded every word of his wife as an edict, naturally agreed. When he walked to the door of the wine, he carefully warned: "My wife, wait for me here. I will get the car and I will be back soon."
"Yes." Han Yi half lowered her head, not daring to look into his overly bright and fiery eyes. Ling Yuxuan smiled, took off her coat and put it on her shoulders, "It's windy at night, here, put it on."
Han Yi's face turned even redder, she lowered her head and snorted like a mosquito. Looking at her little face like a ripe red apple, Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but hold her face and kiss her, and brushed away the stray hair.
Behind the ear, "Be good, I'll come as soon as I go."
"Oh, are you bothered? Come on, hurry up!" Han Yi glared at him shyly, her eyes watery. She had had this drink more often than he had. In just this moment, she could
What can anyone do to her?
"Yes!" Ling Yuxuan gave a military salute playfully, turned around and ran quickly towards the parking lot, turning back from time to time as he ran, and saw Han Yi looking at him, and even blew a few kisses in a playful way.
"Honey, I love you~" His voice lingered in the night sky, and Han Yi's heart seemed as sweet as honey. Who would have thought that the handsome and suave young master Ling would be as naughty and childish as a boy after he fell in love.
Woolen cloth?
I remember reading this sentence in a book:
[In fact, every man is a child in his heart. If he makes you feel stable and perfect, then I'm sorry, he doesn't love you]
What about now? Does this mean that she holds a very heavy weight in his heart?
The more she thought about it, the hotter her face felt. She was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice a motorcycle roaring towards her——
"Boom——!" The motorcycle passed by quickly, whipping up a gust of wind. Han Yi subconsciously reached out to hold down the flying hem of her clothes, but unexpectedly a hand wearing a black leather glove wrapped around her waist and pulled hard——
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"Ah!" Han Yi was carried sideways and carried to the motorcycle. The cold and bone-biting breath on the tip of her nose told her that she was in danger!