Chapter 577 : Extra Story: Happy Honeymoon Period 2
He merged with her smoothly, and Lao Xia breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn't act, she would beg for help.
The man was extremely ferocious that night, and the next day, Lao Xia was too tired to get up.
"Little woman, get up, we still have a mountain to climb..."
An itchy feeling came from the tip of her nose, and Lao Xia opened her eyes in confusion.
Bai Anyuan's smiling face magnified in front of his eyes.[
All the bones in Laoxia's body were aching.
There was a deadly laziness in her charming face, "No...husband, let's rest here..."
"Are you not satisfied yet?" The man's ambiguous voice sounded.
Lao Xia rolled her eyes at him and closed her eyes tiredly.
"I'm so tired...the honeymoon has just begun, so I'd better rest for a day..."
Bai Anyuan chuckled, fell beside her, and looked at the woman who fell asleep again quietly.
The little woman's cheeks are pink, her figure is a little plumper than before, and she looks more mature and beautiful.
Lao Xia kept smelling Bai Anyuan's breath.
When I opened my eyes, the thin gauze danced.
The morning glow in the sky reflected the pink light, and Bai Anyuan was looking at her with his chin propped up.
The man's pupils were filled with charming light.
With a gentle smile and a sweet expression, Lao Xia's face turned red. She reached out and tapped Bai Anyuan's nose, "Honey, I'm hungry. Go order breakfast!"
Bai Anyuan smiled ambiguously, "Aren't you full?"
"When did I eat it?"
"Huh, you've already eaten enough for me, haven't you eaten yet?" Bai Anyuan smiled evilly, kissed her forehead with a bang, and then went to order breakfast.
Lao Xia looked at his back and laughed happily.
On the third day, Laoxia and Bai Anyuan climbed another mountain again.
The mountains here don't have many historical sites, but they are all famous for their strange peaks.
Lao Xia looked at those jagged and strange rocks, turned around, and heard a click as Bai Anyuan pressed the shutter.[
Lao Xia smiled.
On the sycamore tree, the tree is covered with snow, and the flowers are in clusters. The white flowers are like snow, and the fragrance is fragrant.
The wind blew, and the white petals flew down. Bai Anyuan stood among the flying petals, smiling brightly and tenderly.
He was wearing a white shirt, his broken hair dancing in the wind, his mesmerizing smile, and his alluring charm, which made Lao Xia stand there in a daze.