442. Chapter 442 This is the woman you chose for me? 21
Chapter 442 This is the woman you chose to me? (21)
After speaking, he ended the bowls from the bedside table and sat next to her. Xia Yu Orange looked down and looked at it. There were two poached eggs in the bowl.
It turned out that he went down to do supper.
Suddenly, Xia Yu Orange's heart was mixed in the heart, and his eyes were hot. The heart was uncomfortable, and his throat was blocked. Where can I eat it?
"Eat!"
"Can't eat it!" She lowered her head, and she was stained with glittering water droplets on her eyelashes.
Feng Yan was holding a bowl in one hand, bypassing her shoulder with the other hand, pulling her into her arms, and rubbing her head on her head.
"Good! Eat a little," In the middle of the night, I tossed her for a while, how can I do not eat something?
Xia Yu Orange leaned on his shoulder, and his arms hanging on his side slowly lifted up, trying to hug his waist, but the hand that finally stopped in the middle of the air was still hanging down.
This is really a man who belongs to her, how good it is!
He let go of her and scooped some sugar water with a spoon to feed her mouth: "Come on! Drink a little sugar water first."
"Then you eat one too, we are one by one," Xia Yu Orange raised his look at him, his eyes were watery.
"Hmm!" Feng Yan responded, feeding Xia Yuman with a spoon, and when she finished eating, he ate the remaining poached eggs.
Put down the bowl and spoon, pull out the paper towels and slowly wipe her mouth for her, her eyes are soft.
The four eyes intersect, and Xia Yanyan's heart was pumped, and the pain was so painful.
"Sleep!" After that, she lay down, her back faced the wind. She held the quilt with her hand, slowly pulled it to it, covering her eyes.
Tears flowed down.
When the lights went out, she felt the wind lay down, felt the powerful arms around her waist, and felt that he buried his face into her neck.
Suddenly, the familiar burning breath made her heart more blank, and tears became more and more.
"Little!" The man whispered in her ear.
Xia Yuyan bit her lips without answering.
Feng Yan pulled her over her body, hugged her, and held her head on her chest. The warm tears wet his chest.
"When you want to cry, just lean on me!" Feng Yan said distressed.
They were not doing well in this period of grinding people. He was really scared to be sad, and he was numb and paused.
In the darkness, Xia Yu was lying on his chest and shed tears silently. After a while, she couldn't help it anymore. Her long arm wrapped around his shoulders.
Feng Yan didn't say anything, just combing her long hair with her hands, and stroked her back gently from time to time. Finally, he lowered his head and blocked her tear lips.
The taste of salty is her tears, but also the taste in their hearts ...
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In the early morning of the next day, the wind was dragged from the bed from the bed and asked her to accompany him in the morning.
Xia Yuman was a little tired and didn't want to get up, but under the persistence of the wind, she had to get up early with a pair of panda eyes.
The scenery of the Hushan Villa District is very beautiful. The air in the morning is fresh and pleasant. The bird's cheerful tweet comes between the branches, smelling the fragrance, Xia Yu Orange suddenly feels refreshing.
The morning running is a small matter for the wind. But Xia Yu Orange can follow his footsteps happily at the beginning. Gradually, he pulled behind him and kept panting-air.