It turns out that he is still so fiery and has never changed.
It was so hot that it made people feel at ease; just like on that panicked night, she was tightly held in his arms, and the warmth he once gave her without reservation and without expecting anything in return...
Just the warmth of a palm and a word can completely defeat the girl's cold arms in an instant;
Is it okay for the last time?
Allow me to look up at your face openly and lovingly again; it would be nice to remember your face a little more!
"No, Yan Zisong, shall we go shopping?"
The bustling streets that are never melancholy are filled with the same noise day by day. Some of the pairs of eyes passing by are sweet and some are bitter; gathering and separation here are just as ordinary and natural as breathing.
It's just existence.
I just stick to a simple idea, so that I can love you and you can love me;
But who can tell me why our love is so tortuous?
No one blesses; why don’t we get blessings from others?
"This is very childish." Yan Zisong couldn't help but laugh when he was pulled in front of the photo sticker machine that was covered with a layer of curtain. He looked around for fear of meeting an acquaintance, "If you want to take a photo, we are going to the photo studio now.
?You can take wedding photos if you want!"
"No, I want to be here."
Because I really have no time, before today's night is barren, after tomorrow's dawn breaks...
Maybe it will be a luxury to hold your hand again.
I am not afraid of being cursed, but I am most afraid that you will hesitate; let me leave you at the most beautiful time, let me give up on you when I can still see the attachment in your eyes; I just want to keep our most beautiful moment!
"Yan Zisong, I never know what you like to do..."
It was like being held by him for the first time. On his birthday last year, the two of them held hands intimately for the first time.
Just holding her gently like this, walking aimlessly, the whole world melted.
"I thought you knew," the man with ill intentions raised his eyebrows, leaned into her ear and breathed softly, "What I love most about making love to you... is when you hold my hand.
, I was so excited..."
At that time, his heart was in full bloom, his affectionate eyes were full of romance, and his tone was still annoyingly frivolous and ambiguous, but to the ears of a loving couple, it only sounded thrilling.
Unexpectedly, the shy girl did not propose sex as usual, but blushed and lowered her head in silence.
Yan Zisong, is it true? Is it really me? Are you sure that the lingering love you love most is me?
At the most emotional moment when you were trembling, what you shouted in my ear was my name, and I could hear it;
The moment you moaned and released, what you kissed was my body, I could feel it.
But, in all this, is it really me that you want?
"Yan Zisong, what's your favorite color?"
"I never thought that you girls are the only ones who think about these useless things all day long."
[Are we going to separate? I’m so sad. So what? Xun Huan’s menstruation came today and it hurts me to death. But I still have to update the chapters for everyone. It’s really aggrieved. So the children who read the article can be more diligent.