Chapter 918

Zhuang realized what he was going to do. When the thin lips of the man came over, she seemed to have been pricked all over, so motionless, he held her and kissed her.

It's not as if he's not happy as he thought. Even his clear taste, with a kind of confusing atmosphere, makes her a little intoxicated.

Qiao Muze is just gentle, like a whisper between lovers, a trace of pulling her love string.

The kiss made Zhuang warm's head become a mess just now. It was as blank as paper, and all thoughts disappeared.

When Qiao Muze stepped out to see her, she was blushing. Her eyes were supposed to be clear, and she seemed to be drunk.

Zhuang wennuan felt that she couldn't do it any more. She was confused and wanted to get up and said, "that mouse may have gone I went back to sleep. "

Choumuze suddenly held her down and put her back in his arms. "I'll sleep here. I won't touch you."

Zhuang's warm back brain sleeps in the man's arms, and her face is also pressed on his chest by the man, but, I have to say, she feels a strong sense of security.

I don't know if the lack of oxygen is serious. She feels dizzy and sleepy. She really wants to sleep.

"Oh! You do what you say! Don't touch me! I'm going to sleep. " Zhuang wennuan is sleeping in his arms. His eyes are really going to sleep.

Joe murzer lowered his head and kissed her hair for a few times. Then, when she was confused and wanted to go to sleep, he asked repeatedly, "warm, do you like me?"

"Well Do you have to answer? It's OK not to answer. " Zhuang wennuan is buried in his arms.

"No way." The man's domineering answer, as if she did not answer, he would not let her sleep.

Zhuang warm really sleepy, tired to sleep, in order to sleep well, she had to say, "like it!"

"Who do you like?" Qiao Muze's eyes flashed with a smile and hugged her a little. "Tell me, who do you like?"

Zhuang warm warm feel this man asked very childish, she looked up, a pair of blurred eyes at him, "is not you?"

"Who am I?" The man continued to ask, as if afraid that she was talking in her sleep.

"Joe muzer, you won't let me sleep!" Zhuang wennuan complains. Then, in order to sleep in peace, she has to say the whole sentence, "I like you, Qiao Muze, OK?"

The man is glad to hear that, but the woman's confession to him is a little too hasty. He's really worried that she won't recognize her account when she gets up early tomorrow morning.

He leaned down, bit his teeth, and made a domineering noise in her ear, "remember, you Zhuang Nuan likes Qiao Muze, and he likes me all his life."

Zhuang wennuan fell asleep in his arms.

Qiao Muze is speechless. The man hugs her again. The corner of his mouth rises, showing a row of white teeth like ice. He laughs like a child who gets candy. Looking at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms, Qiao Muze lost sleep. Holding her, he couldn't do anything. For him, it was a kind of torture, but he couldn't let it go, and he couldn't sleep, so he had to endure until 4:5 a.m.

Finally, he was listening to her even breath, and began to sleep slowly.

In the early morning, when it was light outside the window, the rooster began to crow.

The two old ladies got up, but they didn't disturb the young people's sleep, let alone enter this small bungalow.

When Zhuang wennuan sleeps in a daze, she only feels a pressure on her waist. Her long eyelashes blink, and then she opens them. In the bright light, what she sees and touches her eyes is a close face.

Close to the tip of their noses almost stick together, the thick eyelashes of this man are fan-shaped in her eyes, Zhuang warm immediately gaped nervously, everything last night, clearly came to mind.

Although her head was dizzy before she went to bed last night, she never forgot a word she said.

She gently held his hand, want to get up quietly, but do not want to, or woke up the man.

"Awake?" A deep, smiling voice over his head.

Zhuang warm immediately looked up, blushing with a pretty face, "we should get up."

Qiao Muze took back his arm, sat up, and looked at her pretty face, which was still clean. He could not help but reach out his hand and gently pinch it. "OK, get up, but before you get up, I want you to repeat what you said last night."

Zhuang wennuan blinked at once, and the thought of pretending to be silly surged up firmly. She had a puzzled expression, "what can I say! Did I dream last night? "

Qiao Muze's handsome face immediately rushed into a scene of chagrin. He should have recorded her words last night, so that she would not recognize them now.

"If you don't, I won't let you out of bed." The man suddenly put his arm around her and pressed her back on the bed, supporting his arms. His eyes became dangerous.

Zhuang wennuan is scared and blushes. Then he knows that this man is not easy to get into trouble.

Zhuang wennuan had to admit, "OK, I said, I said it."

Qiao Muze's eyes were not very angry. He squinted at her and said, "let's talk!" Last night, she didn't look him in the eyes, but there was no pressure to say it. At the moment, under the bright light, looking into his deep and unpredictable eyes, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, "I like you, Joe muzer, can I get out of bed?"

Qiao Muze still some dissatisfied bent down, in her red lips like a punishment nibble, "not enough feelings."

Zhuang Nuan is speechless. Didn't she say it? What else is not satisfied? Of course, at the moment, her face is burning. This is the first time that she has ever expressed her love to a man.

What's more, he was half forced and half threatened.

Zhuang wennuan dressed and came out. In front of grandma, she pretended to sleep well last night.

"How is Xiaomu sleeping?" The old lady left asked with concern.

"Good. It's quiet here."

"Yes! There are many benefits here. You young people may not be used to it, but we, the old lady, are used to it! "

"Grandma, if you want to live here for a long time, you can rest assured to give me the warmth and I will take care of her." Joe murzer spoke to the old lady left.

Zhuang wennuan's face is slightly hot. She dare not go to see grandma's face. She almost forgot one thing.

Grandma didn't know what was standing in front of her was the young master of Qiao group!

If grandma knew, she would be worried!

"Warm, you can go for a walk after dinner. There is a very effective temple nearby. You young people go to worship, ask for a marriage and make a wish."

Zhuang wennuan felt that the man around her looked directly at her, and she nodded with some shame, "OK, let's go after dinner."

After breakfast, the two changed their shoes and walked down the road indicated by grandma.

Because they are older, they don't go with them because they have to climb mountains.

The temple is halfway up the hill.

Two talents just set out, Qiao Muze's eyes fell on the girl in front of him, "do you want to ask for marriage?"

Zhuang wennuan shook his ponytail and looked back at him. "No, I beg my grandma and grandma to be healthy and live for a long time."

"You don't need to ask, because half of your future is in front of you."

Zhuang wennuan was immediately shocked. For last night's confession, she only thought that he had the nature of fun. Unexpectedly, he said the other half directly at the moment.

"Are you serious?" Zhuang wennuan asked.

Joe muser's eyes sank. "You think I'm joking?"

"I thought you were!"

Qiao Muze immediately reached over, clasped her wrist, and locked her face with his eyes. "Zhuang wennuan, I'm not joking. I like you. I've even made a decision to marry you."

Zhuang wennuan was so scared that she stood in the same spot like a wooden doll and stared at his serious expression. She didn't know what to say.

"I..."

"You don't have to answer me now, and I won't force you to marry me, but I want you to know that I am serious about your feelings. When you are ready, we will talk about marriage."

Marriage?

Zhuang warm warm only feels the head some insufficiencies, completely cannot follow this man's rhythm.

Will it be too soon? Is it a dream! Don't get a woman dream of diamond single aristocrat Joe muzer, unexpectedly proposed to her?

"But didn't we say that everything was going on?" Zhuang wennuan felt that his heart couldn't stand it. Qiao Muze's sword eyebrows were twisted, and she held her hand in a low voice. "Then we'll make a fake one."