He frowned and wanted to take off the coat on his shoulders, but Song Gang raised his hand to stop him.
"Do you think I belong to the weak and sick type?"
As he spoke, he rolled up his shirt on his arms, exposing half of his muscular arms.
Amused by Song Gang's childish actions, Luo Qian stopped insisting, but obviously accelerated her pace when she went back.
Sensing Luo Qian's calm concern, Song Gang felt warm in his heart. Although the night wind was still chilly, Song Gang didn't feel cold at all.
After blowing in the sea breeze and returning to their own home, Luo Qian rummaged through the refrigerator and made some simple home-cooked noodles.
The warm face touches the stomach, and every pore in the body exudes comfort and comfort.
The two people looked at each other and smiled.
It's great that he and she have formed a family.
…
Ning Xiaotong had an extremely sweet sleep. When she opened her eyes again, the sun was already setting in the west.
Hanging slantingly on the horizon, the fiery red that never fades hits the figure standing in front of the window. He is as slender as jade, and his light clothes are also reflected in golden red. At this moment, he is looking out the window, not knowing what he is thinking.
Something, casting a shadow on the ground.
Part of it happened to fall on the bed. Ning Xiaotong blinked her smart eyes, stretched out her fingers from the quilt, and quietly hooked the fingers of the person on the bed. Of course, it was a shadow.
After playing for a while, I felt bored, so I raised my head. The man was staring out the window as before, with a gloomy face. The light of the setting sun fell on half of his face, coating the fine hair with a thin layer of golden light. He was very handsome.
,nice.
As if aware of the pure gaze behind him, the man turned around in slow motion. It was just an ordinary movement, but it looked extraordinarily elegant and charming.
That indifferent face suddenly became filled with tenderness. For a moment, Ning Xiaotong felt that the coldness she had just seen seemed to be just an illusion.
He walked to the bed with long strides, a smile on his lips and a teasing look on his face, "Are you awake?"
She had just woken up, with a thick blush on her face. Against that pointed face, she looked particularly charming and dewy.
Ning Xiaotong smiled sheepishly, pouted and complained, "It's not that you didn't know how to control yourself last night."
Huangfu Lin didn't say anything, but kept looking at Ning Xiaotong with a smile in his eyes.
Being looked at by those two fiery eyes was unbearable, Ning Xiaotong began to act coquettishly, "Turn around."
Seeing the shyness on Ning Xiaotong's cheeks, Huangfu Lin couldn't deny it, but still turned around and sat with his back to Ning Xiaotong.
Although the two of them have become so close, Ning Xiaotong is still as shy as if she was having sex for the first time and can't let go.
Huangfu Lin understood that this was caused by the family concepts he had grown up with since he was a child. Ning's mother was a woman with more traditional ideas and had extremely strict requirements for Ning Xiaotong.
But last night, she took the rare initiative and deeply fascinated me.
She was naked under the quilt, and her eyes caught a glimpse of a neat set of clothes lying on the bedside.
Outer jackets, base layer shirts, and even underwear are all available.
His face couldn't help but turn red. He was so well prepared.
It wasn't until Ning Xiaotong put her clothes neatly on that she realized how far Zhouquan had gone.
Even the model of the underwear was exactly the same, and I couldn't help but feel deeply moved.
There was the sound of rustling clothes being put on behind him, and it wasn't until the sound gradually disappeared that Huangfu Lin turned around.