He walked towards her, reached out to take her into her arms, bowed her head and kissed her cheeks.
She held his neck and looked up at him, "How much do you have to donate?"
"What do you say?" His arms were with a strong occupation-yes, so that her waist waist was tight.
I don't know why, since He Zhiyong appeared, he would feel restless, and always wanted to hold her to feel at ease.
He didn't know how much the recent happened to Su Hanyan. In this world, only people's hearts are difficult to control.
"I don't understand this, the elder sister does good deeds, just support it, just support it."
After she finished speaking, she lived.
The room was very quiet, and she seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat.
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So uneasy, so amazing.
"Ayan, what is the Feng family like? Is it the unpredictable big families who want to play in the movie?"
She lowered her eyes, and her long and curled eyelashes were restless.
"Do you want to know?" Fengyan stared at her tightly, his eyes darker, very tender, like an endless sea, quiet and deep.
Su Hanyan felt that she was caught in Shen-mystery again. She looked at him, and her eyes filled with strong feelings.
She raised her hand and stroked his handsome and tender face, looking at the deep and charming amber eyes, the kind of familiar feeling of slipping through the whole body like the current, gradually she would-roll her.
"Yes, I want to know, I want to know everything about you." Her voice was very light, very tender.
Feng Yan hugged her on the bed, let her lie flat, and lay on her side to her side.
"Feng Family, not as mysterious and terrible as you think. Of course, the Feng family is indeed a lot different from those everyone. How can I ask this suddenly?"
"Ask casually, can you take me to Kyoto, I want to see it."
"Yes, when the elder sister’s charity party is over, we will go to Kyoto."
"Is the two of us?" She hugged his strong back and felt the power of power burst inside. "How about the two of us?"
She further demanded that listening to her tone is like pleading.
She is different from the weak tone in the past. He heard some distress, and then smiled softly, "Okay, just two of us."
Su Hanyan nodded, like a drowning person, holding his neck tightly, bowing his body to close him.
She wants to know what the Feng family is, she must know what she will bring to Fengyan, and she must know whether they really have a future.
Looking at him fixedly, she asked in her heart.
Love him?
I love him?
"Don't worry, don't be afraid ..." Feng Yan said with melancholy, and said lowly and gentle in her ear.
She laughed and held him tightly. She thought, love or not.
She only knew that when she was happy, when she was sad, she needed him to be around.
She nestled in his arms, her ears were attached to his heart, and her heart beating with his rhythm.
"Ayan, is the wind family big?"
"big!"
"Are there many people? There are many people in Hushan Villa."
"Kyoto Wind House, more people."
"Then I can't remember it well, I don't know who is who is!" She thought of her selective amnesia and sighed.
"Smoke, follow me, just like it."
He whispered gently and kissed her gently, she just felt that everything was no longer important, and just wanted to follow him to fly higher ... higher ... higher ...