"That day, I received these photos, so it was so abnormal! If I received these photos, it was not abnormal at all, then can you still be happy?" Fu Haoran looked at Han Ningmeng carefully and asked.
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Yes, if Fu Haoran receives these photos and still has the same expression, Han Ningmeng should have cried.
"I..." Han Ningmeng can only realize Fu Haoran's mood at that time now.
But now I know, it's too late!
"Why didn't you say that?" Han Ningmeng got a little angry.[
"At that time, I... didn't have the mood to say it! My mood at that time really couldn't be expressed in words, do you know? At that time, how painful my heart was and how cold my heart was..."
Fu Haoran felt scared when he thought of that day.
Han Ningmeng could understand Fu Haoran's mood at that time: "I understand, I understand... But, you were so scared me and made my heart cold. Do you know? Your cold eyes, that
The cold expression... was like a cold and sharp knife, which deeply pierced my heart, very painful, very painful..."
Now, when Han Ningmeng recalled Fu Haoran's cold and indifferent eyes, her heart still felt a little painful.
Fu Haoran hugged Han Ningmeng tightly: "Okay, I will never again, never again!"
Fu Haoran always hurts her inadvertently!
"Hmph, this is what you said. Don't treat me like this again in the future, don't treat me fiercely, don't speak loudly to me, don't be indifferent to me, don't be cold to me..." Han Ningmeng looked at Fu Haoran with a grievance.
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Fu Haoran smiled: "Yeah, yeah!"
With a doting smile, he looked at Han Ningmeng, reached out and gently stroked Han Ningmeng's delicate face: "Silly girl... is really my silly girl!"
"Hmph, I'm not stupid!" Han Ningmeng pouted her red lips. Such lips seemed so tempting to Fu Haoran.
Fu Haoran couldn't help but kiss her lips, imitating her lips in her mouth, kissing her gently, and sucking hard...
When Fu Haoran held her lips in his mouth, he felt Han Ningmeng's trembling for a moment.
Holding the back of her head with one hand, inserting her slender fingers into her. Her fingers gently touched her scalp, and her other hand hugged her waist tightly, allowing her to lean against her.
In her arms, she protected her, pampered her, and comforted her.
Her scorching lips still kissed her without relaxing for a moment.
Han Ningmeng began to stabilize and slowly responded to Fu Haoran's affection and tenderness. Only then did Fu Haoran dare to go further. His tongue slipped into her mouth and swept across every inch of her skin on the inner wall.
Such a kiss has changed from the beginning to the domineering, and slowly it has become unstoppable!
Han Ningmeng was a little panting after being kissed, but Fu Haoran still didn't let go. The kiss became even more rapid, as if she wanted to kiss all the longing and affection that had been in the past few days from this kiss.
Just as they were kissing excitedly, the door of the private room was knocked.
Han Ningmeng woke up as if she was waking up from a dream, pushed Fu Haoran away with force, and looked at Fu Haoran with dissatisfaction with both red faces.
At this time, the waiter had already come in.[
Seeing them sitting together, and even more, Han Ningmeng’s shy expression, the blush on her face had not yet faded, but it became even deeper.