Su gave him a look at the evening white, but his cheek was still dyed by the sunset, with a touch of red. When he looked at him, his eyes were also shining and moist.
Mu Beiting only felt that his heart seemed to be filled with something, and the original cold frost was as soft as a pool of spring water.
He straightened up and came up to her and held her firmly behind him.
Aware of his movements, Su's back was slightly stiff, but only a few seconds later, and gradually relaxed.
Mu Beiting put his hands around her waist and held them in front of her.
I just feel that the waist is slim and can't hold it.
He hugged her tightly, and gently pressed her side face on her soft hair. His gesture was not intimate.
Su Xiang evening slightly droops the eye son, can feel the temperature of his chest, still have the familiar light clear breath on the body.
well, there is nothing out of order, but what a good perfume.
She shifted her weight back a little bit, closer to him.
"Late, late..." Mu Beiting calls her softly, and then he kisses her neck with a gentle bow. It's a bit out of control.
Su Xiangwan felt itchy and avoided: "don't make trouble."
Mu Beiting was a little aggrieved, but also stopped, chin gently against her shoulder, a little greedy for this feeling.
Aware of his small movements, Su Xiangwan's lips bent a little bit.
It's the same as before
But I have to say, what she likes is not good.
When she heard that he lost his memory, she didn't know how hard it was.
Even later, I dreamed that he was indifferent to himself and had no feelings at all.
She couldn't cry herself. She didn't know how many tears she shed.
Now being held in his arms, I just feel very down-to-earth and everything is fine.
Raise the corner of your eyes and fall on the painting in front of you.
It's a nine year old boy's painting of a Christmas tree. It's very well drawn. It's really good. It's full of small bells, Christmas hats and all kinds of gifts.
And Su Xiangwan thought that he was her gift, the best gift.
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the two people stand on the screen as if there is no one else, and they are even too intimate.
Many media and journalists secretly took photos.
Rao is a variety of titles in the mind, regardless of what good or bad, white and black, this moment also just want to say that these two people stand together is really special eye care.
It is estimated that even if this photo is sent out, even if it is to heisu to forget the benefits and betray her feelings, this photo can still be a powerful circle.
Some people are not willing to take photos of ugliness several times.
After all, there are no 360 degrees of beauty to no dead corner people, they really do not believe in this evil.
But I found that I couldn't make an ugly picture.
In the end, some people realized that it was not really ugly, but that the feeling of the two people was too beautiful. There was a kind of inexplicable sour smell of happiness that people envied and envied, which could not be covered up.
After wave after wave of camera shooting, some people couldn't help talking in a low voice.
"Su Xiangwan didn't know what kind of enchanting soup she had given to Mu Shao. Mu Shao refused to let go when she saw her."
"But I heard that Meng Xiaolan is the little grandmother of the Mu family. Su Xiangwan had abandoned him ruthlessly at the beginning. How can he still have the face to come back?"
"Yes, or this kind of thing that destroys other people's families? But mu Shao is really affectionate. He is so angry that he wants to slap Su Xiangwan a few times. "
"What's the use of your anger? When you don't see Mu Shao, you don't give it away."