This is a great flattery to Mr. Zhong, who has always been holding a lot of malice towards the teacher. At present, the man chuckled: "my hands are not only able to write and draw."

"What else would you do?" Meiya turns her face and looks at Zhong Mingwei with a red face. Somehow, she is a little nervous and expecting.

"And..." As Zhong Mingwei said, he pushed Meiya to the door and put it on the big character. Then he held Meiya's red face in his hands and kissed her with his head down. "It will be like this again."

Meiya held out her hand and put it around Zhong Mingwei's neck. She was always embarrassed to be outside with Zhong Mingwei's intimate girl. For the first time, she couldn't wait. She hooked Zhong Mingwei's neck and stood on tiptoe, which seemed more urgent than Zhong Mingwei.

"Zhong Mingwei, I was I always feel dizzy, like a dream... " Meiya accepted the man's kiss and said vaguely, "but today, the character" zhe "finally stuck to the wall, I I just think that I really want to marry you. "

"Just like me?" Zhong Mingwei's voice was dumb and frightening. He let go of Meiya. He stood with his forehead on top of his head. A pair of deep eyes looked at Meiya without blinking. He could see all the fleeting expressions on Meiya's face.

"I like it. I already like it..." Meiya's face was flushed, but her tone was calmer. She also looked at Zhong Mingwei, his reflection in his dark eyes, the soft glowing lanterns, and her ruddy lips. "Zhong Mingwei, didn't you say you want to be loyal to me?"

"Don't you want to wait until the wedding night?" Zhong Mingwei was dumbfounded.

"I can't wait, I want to hear it now," Meiya shook her head, and tied Zhong Mingwei tighter. The whole person twisted a strand of sugar around him, "you say! Say it! "

"Girl, I want to read you a poem." Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Meiya is stunned. She was very excited at first, but suddenly she calmed down. She stammered, "yes, but I can't understand."

"You can understand it, you can understand it," said Zhong Mingwei, bending over her bright forehead, and then saying softly, "you are so passionate and passionate. Put a piece of mud, twist a you, shape a me. Break the two of us together and mix them with water. Another twist of you, another shape of me. I have you in the mud, you have me in the mud. And you live in the same bed, die in the same coffin... "

"Really I understand everything. I understand every word. It can be seen that it is a poem that is easy to understand... " Meiya said with a smile. She suddenly plunged into Zhong Mingwei's arms and trembled gently.

"Wench," Zhong Mingwei suddenly tightens the wench in his arms. His chin is gently rubbed up and down Meiya's hair. He looks at the huge character on the door and gets a little excited. Meiya says it's not true these days. In fact, he is the same. It's not until this time that Meiya can believe that she really wants to marry him. He lowers his head and asks Meiya gently The forehead of bud sweat Jin Jin, one side soft voice way, "bride son cannot cry, unlucky ah."

"But I'm not the bride yet..." Meiya is smoking, and her red eyes are looking at Zhong Mingwei, "I I just cry Just cry and show you who and who made you cry? "

"Since the lady I caused tears, all the golden beans are mine," said Zhong Mingwei, holding Meiya's face with a low smile, and kissing her wet eyes and tears on her cheek. The tears with a slight salty taste are so attractive. Zhong Mingwei's kissing is not stable, When I speak again, it's hard to avoid losing my popularity. "Ya, ya, you are so beautiful."