Chapter 700

All this is like a dream, which makes Qian Sangsang feel incredible. This is the time when peach blossom is in full bloom. When the breeze blows, you can see the peach blossom falling with the wind. The petals are flying in the air, and I don't know where they are in the twinkling of an eye.

Lying on that person's broad back, I feel the temperature coming from my clothes, and feel very comfortable. Qian Sangsang wanted to keep sober, but he was confused again. I don't know how long it took to feel like I was put on a bed.

Flower Gu all around is a strange, look up to the upper body side of the eyes, that person gently pursed lips, smile. See Qian Sangsang some doubts, Han Mo kind initiative to explain to the man: "you wake up, here is my home, are you hungry?"

Ignoring the words behind, Qian Sang Sang repeated in a low voice: "home?" Han Mo nodded and put on a reasonable appearance. This is not only his own home, but also Qian Sangsang's home. What's wrong with coming back together now?

Maybe it's because the people in front of him are too upright, and Qian Sangsang just wakes up and doesn't know how to turn his head. After listening to these two unconvincing words, he acquiesced to this man's arrangement and rubbed his hand against his face.

Han Mo slightly a Zheng, quietly took back the money Sangsang hair hanging to the palm of the hand. He has the idea of intimacy with her, but just now there is a petal on the man who wants to pick it for her. Unexpectedly, there will be such a harvest.

For the time being, Qian Sangsang will be placed in his bedroom. Both the main room and the secondary room are already cleaned by Han mo. At this time, he went out to recycle the quilts hanging outside, leaving Qian Sangsang to walk around the room alone.

After a few turns, Qian Sangsang felt a subtle familiarity with the place, but he was sure he had never been here. Think about it, the biggest possibility is that he really came, that memory has been forgotten, and his memory of the previous 18 years is the same.

This courtyard is not like the place where Xu Mo lives. It is magnificent and has everything. The whole house is made of wood, and the furniture is made of bamboo in the backyard. The exterior wall has been washed away by rain for a long time, and some weeds grow on the roof.

All this did not make the room look messy, but added a little smoke. Gently push open the wooden door will make a creak. With the wind blowing inside, you can smell the fragrance of grass and flowers. After the rain, you can hear the sound of bamboo jointing.

It's an environment where people can relax unconsciously. As long as you come in and sit for a while, you can't help but smell of home for a long time. People who have been living for a long time will melt in it and drown willingly.

Walk to Han Mo for his quasi other room, after entering the door, the sense of familiarity is more and more intense. Clearly the memory in the head is not about here, but the body knows where to go next. When he came back, Qian Sangsang found himself in front of the bed.

The hand also along stretched out, as if is waiting for some small animal to lick up own finger. "I'm not a cat. They said I'm a god beast, a god beast!" Suddenly there was such a growl in my ears, and then I laughed like I heard something funny.

In front of his eyes, there was a phantom. Qian Sangsang seemed to see a black and slippery creature that looked like a big black cat rushing towards him. He was furious at his insistence on calling him black cat, and wanted to scratch his face.

But often the action is not successful, was a white and powerful hand after the neck, mercilessly was thrown out of the window. Qian Sangsang squatted on the ground with a silly smile. He really had a hand in front of him and couldn't help feeling it.

It's not an illusion, it's true! Look up to see Han Mo with a complex expression looking at himself, like smiling and frowning at the same time. "Sang Sang, why don't you sit on the ground, cool?" At this time, he was surprised to feel his posture. Qian Sangsang took the man's hand and got up.

Han Mo holds Qian Sangsang in one hand and carries a quilt with no image on the other shoulder. If changed other people, this picture will look very busy, Han Mo is not. The quilt on his shoulder was more like a piece of silk, and the man was still elegant.

Han Mo, who looks confident, is actually very flustered. It's Qian Sangsang's attitude that brings him a little bit of stability. Talking to herself, she took her home when she was still confused. Instead of being angry, she obeyed herself.

What he didn't know was that the vitality of everything in the day would give people a sense of stability. When night falls, one feels totally different about the same thing. Han Mo's cabin has two rooms. He usually lives in the master bedroom.

When Qian Sangsang still had memory to live with him, he lived in a side room. This time, Han Mo thinks that the main room will be more comfortable and arranges her there. So when Han Mo came in with a quilt in his arms, Qian Sangsang obviously got it wrong.

Han Mo pulls Qian Sangsang, who is sitting on a bare bed. He spreads his bedding one by one and pats it carefully so that he can sleep comfortably. I haven't had a chance to straighten up yet. There's a little weight behind you.

Of course, he knows who that person is. There are only a few people who can stay at their own safe distance. Other people who wanted to sneak attack had already been kicked out of the window. He thought that the people behind him just wanted to play a prank. The next second, his smile froze in the corner of his mouth.He was hugged by the people behind him, one hand tightly around his waist, the other hand around his neck. Han Mo feel that person slightly on tiptoe, head close to his neck, breath warm hit there, call people itch.

"Stop it." Money Sangsang don't know how much effort Han Mo took to bear the inner impulse, say this sentence. He just almost hugged Qian Sangsang in his arms and gave him a kiss. At the last second, he felt the man's shaking, so he stopped.

Clearly the body is still shaking, do this kind of thing need how much courage. Qian Sangsang was extremely upset. She was better in the daytime. She was immersed in the novel process of re experiencing this familiar and strange place.

When the darkness is all over the earth, this is the only light source within a few miles. Han Mo is in the center of the light source, looking at the person's dim back in the candle light, inexplicably uneasy.

Calm down to find out what kind of situation he is in. As other people's fiancee, he ran away with a man who had only seen him a few times at random, almost taking up all the words of infidelity and injustice.

I'm a woman of easy sex. Qian Sangsang has doubts about himself. Try hard to suppress this feeling, but some feelings are not to be forgotten. Han Mo turns around, grabs Qian Sangsang's slender wrist and stares at her eyes.

Then he sighed a little at the bottom of his heart, and sure enough, everything was as he expected. This person's eyes are full of confusion now. The reason why he is so bold is not to think of how much he loves himself, but to regard himself as the only one around him now.

It is not a gentleman to take advantage of others' danger. Han Mo is always clean, but he doesn't think he is a gentleman. But he can't hurt Qian Sangsang for this reason, or one day later, he can see the word regret in that person's eyes.

Think of here, Han Mo gently Qian Sangsang's hand away from his body.