Chapter 686

Yang Haitao felt a thump in his heart and looked at her nervously: "then you Would you like to come again? "

Song Xuan leaned on the back of her chair, looked at the people beside her uneasy and said with a smile, "what do you think?"

Yang Haitao's heart is even more bottomless: "I think you are a little uncomfortable in my home."

Song Xuan confessed: "I'm not used to it for a while. I'm really not comfortable."

Yang Haitao licked his lower lip: "that..."

Song Xuan looked straight ahead and her voice was a little lonely: "when I was 15 years old, my mother died. My father married a sequel very quickly. For us, we had no lack of money and material, but the love was not as good as before. As the eldest sister, I couldn't even feel sad for a while, because my younger sister was younger than me. If I collapsed, she would have no support at all, and she would have been strong, Fortunately, my sister is strong now, even stronger than me, so In fact, I have always been greedy for those warm people, just like your family, they are very warm, I like it very much

Relieved, Yang Haitao grabbed her hand: "my family and I will treat you well in the future and give you the best care."

Song Xuan moved: "thank you. I'm very happy."

The sun was shining in the afternoon, and her red dress and white shirt seemed more and more beautiful and charming. She asked Yang Haitao to look at her eyes, and slowly approached her, facing the attractive red lips, slowly leaning towards her

Song Xuan also forgot to push him. He forgot that there was someone else in the car, so she watched him get closer and closer.

Uncle Zhong couldn't see it all at once. Young people didn't take him seriously, did they? It's open to kiss in front of him.

He coughed quickly. Song Xuan immediately responded and pushed Yang Haitao away. Yang Haitao bumped his head into the car door and cried out.

Song Xuan hurriedly goes to ask him if it hurts. However, Yang Haitao stretches his arm and clasps her in his arms. Before the strong kiss falls on her lips, he whispers, "Uncle Zhong, don't look."

's face is red: "who wants to see it?"

Song Xuan struggled, but she was held in her arms for a long kiss. She was as cool and arrogant as song Xuan, and she was flattered by him.

"Haitao, don't..."

Not in the car, not in front of Uncle Zhong.

Yang Haitao can't take care of these. When she says that she likes him and his family, he is very excited. When he is excited, the best way to express his feelings is to have close contact with her.

Once so proud, like the flowers of kaolin people, now it seems that the ice cover of camouflage a retreat, but also a soft little girl, just, her weak, easy not to let others find it.

In the afternoon, the sun flickered in the shade of the trees and in the car. Song Xuan was addicted to it and could not extricate herself.

She has always been a calm and self-sustaining person. She will not be so indifferent to worldly vision. How can she be There's no way to push him away?

Is it his eyebrows and eyes in the afternoon sun dense particularly gentle?

Or is it because you drink a little liquor at noon, the unique flavor of liquor makes people particularly vulnerable to occupation?

She doesn't know.

She really doesn't know.

All she knew was that Yang Haitao's thin lips were soft and comfortable to touch, and her breath was also her nostalgic. Her hand went up to his neck and stroked it gently with love.

Let Yang Haitao deepen this kiss

In fact, October can also be the season of love.