When yumochuan saw that she even ate two bowls of rice and wanted to hold the third bowl, she finally couldn't help but stop and said, "don't eat, come with me."
"Oh
Coldly licked lips, reluctantly put down the bowl, "grandfather, we are full, you use it slowly."
"Let Mo'er take you home."
He nodded coldly and came out behind yumochuan.
Yumochuan's long, straight legs are fast and urgent, and can't keep up with him. "You wait for me, walk slowly."
She came here for the first time. Although there was light outside the villa, the trees on both sides of the road grew luxuriantly, and the branches and leaves blocked the light. It was cold and overcast, and it was creepy.
Hearing the cry, yumochuan stops.
Leng Bingbing holds his arm and rubs it. He looks around with vigilance. He doesn't realize that yumochuan has stopped and rushes directly into yumochuan's arms.
"Ah
The man's stiff chest was like a stone, which hurt her nose.
She held the man's chest in both hands to prevent her from falling, but only for a second, she came back to herself, covered her nose and retreated.
She didn't see it. Behind her was a stone mound.
Yumochuan's thick black eyebrows, tightly a Cu, slender and strong arm a stretch, eyes and hands quickly embrace her waist, to his body in front of the area, back to the arms.
"You Well... "
The man's warm fingers are close to her back waist, and the two body stitches fit together. She can even feel the beating frequency of the man's heart.
His cold face suddenly turned red. He suddenly looked up at the man, but he didn't want to be a man. He just lowered his head.
In a flash, the lips of the two people stuck together exactly.
Warm soft touch came, looking at the man coldly, the man also looked down at her watery eyes.
After looking at each other for three seconds, they finally recovered.
"Ah! Asshole
He pushed away yumochuan coldly and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He blushed and scolded angrily: "yumochuan, what are you doing?"
Compared with the cold anger, yumochuan reaches out his thumb and rubs the corner of his mouth.
His eyes darkened as if the fragrance and temperature of her body still lingered on her lips.
"Look behind you."
"What?"
Coldly did not understand the man's words, but conditionally turned to look behind.
Looking at the big stone pier behind her, she was shocked.
If she had just fallen, her butt would have blossomed.
Did he just save himself?
She seems to have misunderstood him.
Yumochuan looked at her drooping eyebrows and said in a low voice, "follow me."
Leng Bingbing bit his lip, moved away and walked towards yumochuan, following him in silence.
This time, yumochuan didn't walk fast any more. He slowed down and deliberately waited for the woman.
Coldness is gradually attracted by the surrounding scenery.
I didn't expect that the garden of Yujia villa is so beautiful. It's already a cold winter, but these flowers seem to have not been affected at all.
The atmosphere is secretive and quiet.
She found out that the man was so precious that he would never speak two words, so she didn't expect him to talk to her.
"How fragrant! Can I have a look over there? " Leng Bingbing suddenly stops and points to the plum blossom not far away.
The language Mo Chuan turns a head, hang Mou to see her one eye, ordered to descend a head.
Leng Bingbing was allowed to wring his skirt across the small fence and walk towards the plum tree.
She held the plum blossom branch to her mouth and smelled it.
It smells good.
At the corner of her lips, a bright smile bloomed unconsciously.
Roadside, warm yellow light sprinkled on a woman's small face, her sweet smile like a feather gently swept his heart, not from a throb.
Seeing that she had a good time, he simply found a bench to sit down.
He took a cigarette out of his pocket and began to smoke in silence.
Under the white smoke, the man's gloomy eyes are dark.
Cold around the plum tree around a circle, and on the ground to pick up a lot of plum just dropped, this is satisfied to fold back.
"Your yard is so big and beautiful."
Yumochuan immediately gets up, snuffs out the cigarette end and throws it into the garbage can.
Eyes in her red nose stay for a second, the next second, foot to the house, "go back."
"Oh."
Leng Bingbing kept up with him, but he didn't forget to look left and right.
Language Mo Chuan looked at her lingering appearance, frowned.He could not help recalling what had happened at the table.
He was obviously worried that it was bad for her to eat too much, but she obviously misunderstood him and thought that he would not allow her to eat.
Thinking of this, his dark eyes flashed slightly, clenched his hands and put them on his lips. He coughed, and his deep voice began to ring again.
"Come and play by yourself in the daytime tomorrow."
"Oh." Coldly, she nodded her head cleverly.
Anyway, she didn't plan to hang out with him. She felt uncomfortable when she was alone with him.
When they came back from outside, Yu Lao's face turned into a flower.
Ouch, how do these two look and match each other!
"Where did you go just now?"
It's impossible for yumochuan to open his mouth. He looks coldly at his nose, nose and heart, and walks to yulaomian with a smile.
"Grandfather, this is the plum blossom I just picked up on the ground in the yard. It's so fragrant. Smell it."
With that, she put plum blossom in front of Yu Lao's face like a treasure.
Language old very cooperate ground gather together to smell to smell, have a matter of fact nodded, "sweet! It's delicious
Cold ice suddenly more happy, "incense bar!"
But on second thought, the delicate facial features wrinkled, "Grandpa, don't you usually go out for a walk? You don't even know the flowers in the yard are blooming? "
Hearing the speech, everyone was stunned for a few seconds.
Yu Lao said with a smile: "well, well, I will go out more in the future. Will you accompany your grandfather to go out more in the future?"
"Good!" He laughed coldly.
She is very kind to yulao, and staying with yulao can make her feel the warmth of her relatives.
The language Mo Chuan picked to pick eyebrow tip, looking at the pure small face on the woman's face, couldn't help shaking head.
Can grandfather not know that the flowers in the yard are not blooming? He was talking to her on purpose and didn't want to hit her. She took it seriously.
However, if she can accompany her grandfather every day and make him happy, it is not in vain that he loves her.
Language Mo Chuan walked over, holding a cold hand, "grandfather, we first upstairs."
Language old and small eyes a bright, happy toward two people waved, "go, go to bed early."
Sleep?
It's already at night.