The five green onion fingers stretched out, and quietly hid a black wooden ring in the palm of her snow-white palm.
There are no extra cumbersome patterns and decorations, it is just a wooden ring that is so simple that it cannot be simpler that the wood texture can be clearly seen.
However, the wooden ring is very bright, round and smooth, and it is obviously carefully polished without any burrs.
Beichen raised his hand and took the wooden ring from her palm.
"Is this what you did?"
Such things obviously don't seem to be bought.
When she thought that this was what she did with her own hands, even if she was cold and cold, there was an unstoppable surprise on Beichen's face.
"Yes, the first time I did it, it's not bad, right?" Zi Tong raised the corner of her lips and looked at the wooden ring between his fingers. "Don't look at this thing inconspicuous, it's quite troublesome to do it. I have several wooden thorns on my hands..."
"Where?!" Beichen immediately held her little hand and looked carefully.
"It's already taken away." Zi Tong held his left hand with his backhand and grabbed the wooden ring from his fingers, "Stretched out his fingers!"
Beichen spread his fingers as he spoke, pinched the wooden ring, Zi Tong carefully put the ring on his left middle finger, slowly put the ring on the base of his fingers. She looked at his fingers sideways and raised the corners of her lips with satisfaction. When she did it before, she was worried that the size was not right, but now it seems that it is not big or small.
His fingers were slender and fair, and he still tasted very ordinary wooden rings.
"Well, I'm worthy of being my man. It looks good in everything I wear!" Zi Tong raised her face and looked at Beichen, "I tell you, now, if I put on my ring, your person is mine!"
Beichen looked down at the ring on his finger.
Under the light, the ring emits a soft light slightly.
In this life, he didn't know how many gifts he had received. This wooden ring was the simplest but most luxurious one.
Raising her left hand wearing a ring, Beichen gently held up her face, but his tone was extremely domineering.
"From now on, you are not allowed to do these things again!"
First, I didn't want her to hurt herself because of these things, and secondly, it was because she only made this one in her life. Naturally, only he was qualified to have what his woman made.
Reading the meaning of his tone, Zi Tong just raised the corner of her lips, "Don't worry, no one in this world deserves me like this."
He is the only person in this world who is qualified to make and polish such a ring with his own hands, not to mention that the ring on the middle finger of his left hand represents engagement ring, so how could she give it to others?
"You're good!"
Beichen raised his thumb and gently pinched her chin, and his face naturally approached her face.
The eyes were facing each other, and their faces were approaching each other's breathing was blowing to each other's faces, and their hearts were beating anxiously.
At this time, any words have become redundant.
Neither of the two spoke anymore, but just put their lips toward each other and kissed each other.
That feeling of longing was originally the same strong.
He was thinking of her, but she was thinking of him?!
The lips are gently connected, and the soft lips have a similar touch. The heart also ripples violently, and the breathing becomes hot because it is stained with the other person's temperature.
I don’t want to hesitate anymore, I just want to kiss him (her) like this.
Holding her waist and holding her face.
Holding his neck and leaning against his shoulders.
Who says that lips must speak? Such intimate lingering lips and teeth is the most beautiful love words.