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170 Shirt Control?

After she said that, her little face was as red as a cloud of clouds, her eyebrows were stained with shyness, and Shuishui's eyes looked at him.

Rong Li was stunned for a short time.

Immediately afterwards, joy exploded in my mind like thunder, my black eyes lit up, and he hugged her tighter, his voice slightly hoarse, "Say it again."

Wen Xin hid her face in his arms and whispered: "I miss you."

She really missed him.

The feeling I spoke in front of him turned out to be pretty good.

She has always been timid and shy, and she would never say such intimate words unless she was forced to do so.

And at this moment, she took the initiative to confess.

She missed him.

When he missed her.

A hot lava erupted from his heart, which made him feel refreshed. Rong Li was very excited, and his hands were even trembling.

He pinched her chin and asked her to raise her head and look at him.

Wenxin was a little shy, her pretty cheeks were as if they were rubbed with rouge, fluffy.

Rong Li bent down, kissed her lips gently, muttering her name in her mouth, "Warm, warm..."

In the past, he had almost no idea about the word loneliness. After so many years, he became a habit after a long time. After she integrated into his life, he gradually got used to her company, and suddenly he returned to the past and realized that

, I was at a loss.

Ling Xiao and the others asked him to go to Italy together, but he refused because he wanted to be closer to her.

Originally, he said he would give her another three days, but within these three days, he would not go to find her.

But after coming back, facing the quiet room, the longing that was forced to suppress in his heart was like a flood that drowned him.

Wandering on the roof for a long time, he couldn't help calling her.

If you can't meet, it's okay to listen to her voice.

Even if she just said one thing.

After a few words, she seemed to have nothing to say to him. He endured the strong reluctance in his heart and hung up the phone.

He thought that what he would accompany him tonight was loneliness.

What made him overjoyed was that she was here!

This should be the best New Year gift he has ever received since he has remembered!

The snow seemed to fall even harder, blurring the figures of the two embracing each other.

The hair was covered with snow on each other's body. She smiled slightly and reached out to help him wipe off the naughty snowflakes that fell on his eyelashes.

Rong Li held her hand in his palm, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." He hugged him tightly in his arms. Wen Xin didn't feel cold at all, and she was warm all over.

Despite the snow, there are still fireworks set off. The dark sky is lit by colorful fireworks, colorful and beautiful.

Wen Xin hid in his arms, with her moist eyes open, like a little pet who only looks at novelties, "It's so beautiful."

Rong Li kissed her hair, "If you like it, I'll ask someone to buy it."

"No." She grabbed his hand and smiled at him, "Rong Li, let's take a look here."

When she was watching the fireworks alone on the balcony, the first thing she thought of was him.

As long as he is with him, it is enough.

Rong Li said softly: "Okay."

The snowflakes were rising, leaning intimately with him, watching the gorgeous fireworks feast. Such a romantic scene became her best memory in the next two years in a foreign country.

Whenever she recalls the scene at that time, she can still feel the warmth and touch.

The only regret is that at that time, he was no longer by her side...

She stood outside for a while, considering that she was weak and would easily catch a cold after being frozen. Although she was reluctant to leave, Rong Li led her back to the room.

The room is as warm as spring.

"It's a bit hot." She took off her heavy jacket, leaving a beige cardigan and close-fitting clothing, highlighting her beautiful figure.

A cluster of small flames burned in the phoenix eyes, Rong Li's lower abdomen was slightly tightened, and his eyes sank a little.

He moved his eyes away from her chest, "Go and take a shower to avoid a cold."

The little white rabbit did not notice the danger at all, and nodded obediently, "Yes."

Her clothes were still kept in his closet, all of which she had bought for her before, and she had never worn before, and it was just in handy now.

Wenxin found a pajama. The style is not very revealing than what she usually wears. It is the color, either the charming rose red or the sexual black. Even if there is a pink blue that she likes, you can add it.

After two suspenders that were so thin that they seemed to be broken when they touched, they felt a little enchanting no matter how they looked.

She is conservative and feels embarrassed to hold her pajamas.

She didn't come out in the cloakroom for a long time. Rong Li was confused and went in and asked her: "Hasn't you found it?"

Although he didn't choose the clothes himself, he hired a special fashion buyer to buy them for her. According to his instructions, it should be complete. Did he miss the pajamas?

When he heard his voice, Wen Xin was shocked like a vigilant rabbit, and hurriedly kneaded the things in her hand into a ball and stuffed them into the wardrobe.

"Ah... there is... but I don't like those colors." She glanced around and answered in a panic.

Rong Li noticed her strangeness and frowned slightly, "What color are they?"

Her ears were slightly red, "It's not the pink and blue I like anyway!"

"Just wear it once and buy it again tomorrow."

When she said this, the man thought in her mind: After she got into bed later, she didn't need to wear pajamas at all!

Wen Xin held her slender hand and stammered: "I'll wear yours, you have so many clothes anyway."

Men's pajamas are absolutely conservative, and others are so tall and their pajamas are long enough, so there is no need to worry about where they will be exposed.

Between couples, the girl took the initiative to ask the man to wear the clothes, which was a very intimate expression. Rong Li felt warm in his heart, and his eyes slipped around her, and he said, "Then let's wear a shirt."

He particularly likes to see her wearing his shirt.

Is this considered uniform control?

Shirt control?

Wen Xin raised her eyes and met his deep gaze, as if she could feel the heat. She was even redder and muttered in a low voice: "You obviously have extra pajamas."

Although his shirt is quite loose and can basically cover what he should cover, which is better than those pajamas, she will feel embarrassed when she is exposed with her two bare legs outside.

Rong Li took a white shirt casually, walked up to her, handed it to her, and gently swearing, "Be good, just wear this."

She couldn't resist his tenderness.

Wen Xin's cheeks were hot, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at his burning eyes again, "...well."

Then she ran into the bathroom with her shirt in her arms.

Rong Li glanced into the closet and found her wrinkled pajamas. He took them out and opened them, and then looked at the style carefully, and then a hint of doting flashed in his eyes.

Why is this girl so shy?

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