741. Love Is the Superstition of the Right Time and Place 6
Song just ate it secretly, so he was naturally satisfied and drank the delicious soup in the bowl with satisfaction. However, the soup with chili oil slid over his tongue, and there was another dull pain.
Sure enough, after hearing the "hissing" sound, Luo Qian successfully raised her head from the bowl and said with concern, "Why, it still hurts."
Song Gang looked at Luo Qian affectionately, "If you do that again, it probably won't hurt."
Luo Qian suddenly stood up and went back to the room.
Before entering the door, never forget to say, "Remember to wash the dishes."
Seeing Luo Qian slam the door and enter the room, Song Gang, who was sitting on the chair, stretched and glanced out the window.
A red sun was setting from the west, dyeing the entire sky red. Beautiful colorful clouds floated leisurely through it, like the shy cheeks of a girl. In the clear city A, there was no hustle and bustle, and it was quiet.
The man with wheat complexion had a pale face but a smile on his lips.
When I saw Brother Lin and Ning Xiaotong together in the past, it was a little funny to see their childish and annoying behavior.
But I never thought that one day I would be immersed in such a life, and I wanted to remain immersed in it without wanting to extricate myself.
It turns out that love is really just that, plain and simple, with occasional little fights in life, so that the heart seems to be filled up.
He pampered her and pampered her with all his heart and eyes.
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The branches of various precious trees planted in the mid-level villa have begun to bloom with tender green, and they look very bright from a distance.
At this moment, in the mountainside villa, Ning Xiaotong was sitting alone on a lounge chair in the garden, looking at the sky through the transparent glass above her head.
The clear sky and the sunset glow all over the sky slowly slid over the top of my head and drifted to an unknown place.
When I was young, my parents were very strict and I always thought about how great it would be if I could become a cloud in the sky, free and easy.
But at this moment, except for the daughter who has not been found yet, life is very good now.
Be free and surrounded by loved ones.
Covered in colorful light, Huangfu Lin walked slowly towards Ning Xiaotong.
With every step he took, the shadow cast on the ground moved with him, his movements indescribably graceful.
Looking at the man who seemed to have walked out of a thick and colorful landscape painting, walking slowly towards him with auspicious clouds, Ning Xiaotong was not surprised, her eyes were fixed on that figure, and she couldn't recover for a long time.
When I woke up from that dream-like scene, I was already in that person's arms.
He hugged Huangfulin's neck tightly with his hands and added a little strength.
He looked a little aggrieved, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why are you here now?"
Huangfu Lin lowered his head and glanced at Ning Xiaotong, who had a flat mouth. She had white and tender skin and a hint of blush on her face, and she was in a particularly good mood.
A kiss fell on those tender lips, and they left as soon as they touched.
It's very gentle, like a dragonfly touching water.
There was a smile in his eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his voice was magnetic and charming, "Is this compensation enough?"
Ning Xiaotong's already blushing face became even redder under the setting sun.
His head was buried in Huangfu Lin's arms, and he refused to come out no matter how much Huangfu Lin tried to persuade him.
Looking at the ostrich-like person, Huangfu Lin had a fond look on his lips.
Back at the villa, Xiaotong decided to cook herself.
Suddenly, someone held her slender waist from behind. Huangfu Lin put his head on Ning Xiaotong's shoulder, and the hot breath he breathed made Ning Xiaotong feel itchy.