Yuanyuan explained the reasons Guan Zifeng said. After hearing this, Zhu Li sighed and said, "I'm afraid your marriage will still have an impact on him."
Yuanyuan thought so too, but he refused to say it, which made her feel uneasy.
Zhu Li thought about the few men she had arranged for her daughter, but none of them were good. That Yan Yichen seemed to have helped the Song family, but now he had such a great influence on her daughter. As for Guan Zifeng, there is love and justice.
, don’t care about Yuan’er’s past and stay with her.
"Yuan'er, Mom has to admit, you still have the vision. In the end, Zifeng is better." Zhu Li sighed and said to her daughter before going to bed.
Yuanyuan listened to her mother's words, did she have vision? In fact, she was not as good as Guan Zifeng. If he hadn't persisted, they wouldn't be where they are today.
When Guan Zifeng lay down to sleep, he heard the door ring, and a figure came in and hugged his waist from behind.
Guan Zifeng turned around and hugged her: "Why are you here?"
"This is my room, I can't go back to my room to sleep." Yuanyuan looked up at him, "Besides, don't you have something to tell me?"
Guan Zifeng kissed her little face and then briefly talked about what happened in Beijing.
Yuanyuan listened and sat up in shock: "Are you sure you're not mistaken? That Hua family is Huazhi's Hua family?"
"Yes." Guan Zifeng replied, "I didn't expect this. They even tested my DNA. They have been looking for me for many years. Grandpa Hua is so old, and his eyes turned red when he looked at me.
I cannot bear to deny him."
"They are your relatives, of course you have to recognize them!" Yuanyuan was thinking about another thing. In her impression, the Hua family are very difficult people. "Then do they agree with us being together?"
"It doesn't matter whether they agree or not. We must get married. Besides, you have passed the political review and our marriage report has been issued. No one can stop us from getting married." Guan Zifeng said.
"So, they don't agree." Yuanyuan's heart sank, she didn't want to marry him like this.
"Silly girl, they agreed. It just took a little trouble, but everything went smoothly." Guan Zifeng dismissed her worries, "Yuan'er, you are destined to be my wife."
Yuanyuan looked up at him. She knew that Guan Zifeng would never lie. He said they agreed, so they must have agreed. She looked at this man, recalling all the things they had done together, and a touch of tenderness rose spontaneously. She was moved.
Said: "Crazy uncle, thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Guan Zifeng asked softly, stroking her little face.
"Thank you for loving me, thank you for insisting on not letting go of my hand." Yuanyuan squeezed his hand, "Thank you for letting me have you." She was also slightly relieved, at least he was not Cheng Zhenming's.
son.
"It's too difficult to let go of you. I think about it and let it go." Guan Zifeng joked. "Yuan'er, I love you."
"I love you too." Yuanyuan hugged him tightly, "You know? Many times in the past, I thought I had lost you."
"You will not lose me, I have been waiting for you."
How could there be such a man in the world who was so kind to her? His love was always so simple, straightforward, direct and strong. His kindness to her was also so pure and passionate.
Yuanyuan kissed him on the lips. She wanted to have sex with him again. She wanted to do it especially at this time. She wanted to get him but also wanted to give herself to him. She turned over on top of him and kissed his lips.
He took off his clothes with his hands.
Her clothes were easy to take off, and she was only wearing a nightgown, with no pajamas underneath. The belt around her waist had been untied, and the nightgown was half-opened in front of him. She kissed his face, his eyes,
His eyebrows, his lips. His lips kept sliding down, kissing the skin of his chest wetly.
How could Guan Zifeng withstand her enthusiasm? He wanted to overwhelm her immediately, but Yuanyuan wouldn't let him move. She unbuttoned his clothes skillfully and reached into his pants.
Although they had made love countless times, she still marveled at his strength when he held it so directly. This man wanted everything. If he were a little smaller, she wouldn't have to suffer at the beginning every time. But a little smaller
, it is estimated that it will lose a lot of fun.
As she thought this, her face suddenly became hot, and a stream of heat surged down, making her wet.
She wanted it a little bit, but she still endured it. Her lips moved down step by step, and finally landed between his legs, and he really took her into his mouth.
"Oh my God, Yuan'er!" Guan Zifeng never thought that she would do this to him. He never even dared to think about it before. In bed, he always had to consider her feelings more, so that
She must be happy first, and then he will have benefits later.
Yuanyuan tried this move, and he almost came out, so he had to hold it back. He sighed comfortably, stroked her hair, and encouraged her to continue.
She saw that he liked it, so she worked even harder. She also wanted to make him happy, but the strange thing was that she was clearly trying to please him, but she felt that her body was getting hotter, and no matter how she twisted her body, it felt wrong.
Guan Zifeng felt that this was actually enough for him. He pulled her up and saw that her mouth was red. He kissed her, turned her over and pressed her down: "Yuan'er, that's enough, that's it."
That's enough, now let me do it."
She put her arms around his neck: "Then, come in." As she said that, she spread her legs further.
As soon as she finished speaking, he lowered his waist and went in.
Yuanyuan was very cooperative. She really wanted to do it with him and give him everything she could. Guan Zifeng was so excited by her that he also worked hard inside her body.
Later, both of them were wet and no one was dry. Guan Zifeng took her to take a shower. The two of them didn't wear any clothes, so they just hugged each other and chatted.
"For a while, I couldn't sleep every night. Do you know why?" She played with his chest hair and asked softly.
"Why?" His voice was lazy, the laziness of being full.
"I always had a gut feeling that you would go out to the front window. If the wind moved and hit the French window, I would wake up. At that time, I thought you were coming!"
Inexplicable emotions welled up in Guan Zifeng's heart, and he kissed her hair again and again.
"Every time I jump out of bed and find nothing, I say to myself: Stop dreaming, he will never come again."