Mu Mian almost jumped up and cheered, but because there were big people in, she still wanted to behave a little more dignified and restrained herself.

At last, I've had a good time.

She endured hard, and Tang Jian around her endured more than she did.

Because, he wants to drag her into his arms to kiss her, want to kiss her, so as to express his inner excitement.

At last, her father was relieved. At last, they were moving towards a better future.

What are the two elders still talking about? These two young people have no mind to listen to. They look at each other and smile from time to time.

Even the early summer air is filled with the taste of love.

Tang vice hall is also considered to be a person of the first year, but feel the joy of the mood full of the whole body, like back to the 15-year-old when love first opened.

Oh, maybe he didn't have such passion when he was 15 or 16. After all, he was young and mature, but he didn't have such passion when he was a teenager.

It was not until Mu Mian met that all the vitality in his body was awakened.

How lucky it is to meet the right person.

Several people chatted very late, the Mu family entertained Tang Qingru, and the last group of people sent him to the door of the community.

Mu Guohui said that he would go to calculate a lucky day for them to get married, and Tang Qingru was happy to accept it.

With that, he got on the car, and the Mu family and Tang Jian watched him away.

Mu Mian turns to look at Tang Jian: "are you not going with your father?"

Tang Jian took it for granted: "I don't live with my father. He lives in Huangpu River, I live in Sinan."

As the night wind roamed, the two elders of the Mu family did not know when they had retreated. Mu Mian looked at him with a smile: "then you will think back to Nan."

Tang Jian took her hand and walked on the shady path with dim lights and starry sky overhead. He whispered, "you come back with me, eh?"

Mu Mian squeezed his hand: "are you short of these days? It's not Aren't you going to get married? "

After the same big tree, Tang Jian pressed her on the trunk again.

She saw the stars surging over his head, the fragrance of the grass in June, the rustling of crickets in the grass, the smell of toilet water filling his nose, and the sound of a family's TV play across the road was very loud, as if they were releasing the legend of the white lady.

She smiles at the handsome man in front of her: "I want to go home to watch TV, the legend of the new white lady, can be good-looking."

The man stroked her cheek and looked at her eyes, as if to say, can I look good?

Mu Mian is not afraid of death and says: "it looks better than you..."

Tang Jian bowed his head and kissed her lips. Summer's lips are different from winter's. winter's lips are like dry firewood and fire. Summer's lips, like the murmur of a brook, moisten his internal organs, enchant him and indulge him in them. He wants to go deeper and deeper.

His long tongue slipped into her mouth and absorbed the smell that belonged to her.

His kiss and his people are incompatible, not cold, but extremely strong, so that she instantly blurred eyes, soft legs.

She leaned down. He hooked her waist and whispered in his ear, "legs are soft, eh?"

Cold but mingled with strong Valley hope, contradiction but harmony, let her I'm so excited about it.

Want to He even wanted to reach out and unbutton his white shirt, thinking Trying to touch his strong body.

With this in mind, Mu Mian's face has been red to the root of his ears.

"To my house or not? Do you want to go to Sinan? "

He continued to bewitch her, leaving her mind in a state of chaos, confused: "I I'll tell my parents