Chapter 869

After returning Murong to the hotel, Dong Wenfeng remembered that she had been complaining about her sniffing in the car just now. Dong Wenfeng almost wanted to find a dark corner and went in.

Dong Wenfeng then motioned Tong Waner to sit in the co pilot position next to him. Tong Waner's face was a little red. What did he mean?

At the moment, it's only more than eight o'clock in the evening. It's not too early. Dong Wenfeng drove through Xianjing Park in Hechuan. To tell the truth, Dong Wenfeng has been here dozens of times and has played here once in the future.

Tong Waner called Dong Wenfeng and stopped. Her eyes were filled with some expectation. She whispered, "Mr. Dong, it's still early. Can you accompany me for a walk around here?"

Dong Wenfeng stopped the car, turned his head and looked at Tong Waner. He nodded and said, "well, when you call me Mr. Dong, it seems that we are just ordinary friends. I think I'm much older than you. I might as well call me 'brother'. Then I'll call you 'Wan'er' impolitely."

"Well, thank you, brother."

When Tong Waner saw that Dong Wenfeng had promised herself, her face became bright. They walked slowly along the road, and the orange street lamp shone on them, which seemed so soft.

They walked into Xianjing park at will. Although it was only more than eight o'clock in the evening, the park seemed very quiet. The gentle moonlight fell on every corner of the park. They walked side by side. No one spoke first, but walked along the cobblestone path in the park. As they got deeper and deeper, from time to time, there were bursts of exciting and disgusting sounds from the grass and woods next to the path.

Dong Wenfeng is not surprised at this sound, but he can hear the voice of fighting in the wild and fighting in this somewhat poetic environment. It is also very common in today's era.

So Dong Wenfeng just frowned a little and was relieved. After all, Tong Waner was a yellow flower girl without personnel. When those slightly exaggerated voices came into his ears. Tong Waner blushed, and her feet quickened obviously.

Dong Wenfeng also noticed Tong Waner's careful thinking, smiled secretly, and followed closely.

They found a quiet place near the lake and sat down.

Perhaps because of the stimulation just now and the influence of seeing Dong Wenfeng's body and body today, Tong Waner suddenly became weak. Her eyes were fixed on the stars, and the park became silent at the moment.

Influenced by this atmosphere, Tong Waner slowly moved to Dong Wenfeng's side, then hesitated a little and gently leaned her head against Dong Wenfeng's thick shoulder.

Dong Wenfeng didn't think much and sat numbly. He seemed to have guessed that Tong Waner was really interested in him. He didn't know if it was because Tong Waner was in the men's bathroom, but Dong Wenfeng couldn't avoid this spiritual love.

He can give Tong Waner a love, but he really doesn't want Tong Waner to keep only moving rather than liking herself.

Dong Wenfeng finally gently stretched out his powerful arm and gently held Tong Waner in his arms. They were intoxicated and indulged in this wonderful atmosphere.

There was some coolness in the night sky today. Dong Wenfeng noticed that Tong Waner's delicate body seemed to tremble slightly. Dong Wenfeng immediately understood the meaning.

Dong Wenfeng quickly took off his coat, then put it on Tong Waner's slightly weak shoulder and said, "Wan Er, it's a little cold tonight. Don't catch a cold. Why don't we go back!"

Dong Wenfeng's eyes are full of infinite tenderness, and Tong Waner also feels very warm about Dong Wenfeng's actions. It was very sweet. Bai Zhe's little hand tightened the clothes full of Dong Wenfeng's unique flavor. He stared at Dong Wenfeng with some moved affection and didn't speak.

"Wait, I don't want to go back. My home is deserted. Brother, do you know what day it is today?" Tong Waner was a little frustrated at the moment. She said this sentence with a sad taste.

"November 13th, an ordinary day, what's the matter?"

"Today is my birthday!" Tong Waner spit it out, as if she had never told anyone.

"What?" there was an incredible feeling in Dong Wenfeng's eyes. Unexpectedly, no one cared about Tong Waner on such an important day.

Dong Wenfeng is a male chauvinist and wants to care about her, but he doesn't know what to say.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the shy pink peach blossom Tong Waner in front of him and couldn't help gently holding her in his arms.

The fresh virgin fragrance immediately rushed into her nose, and Tong Waner had such close contact with a man for the first time.

Besides, she was still the man she liked. At this time, her face was damp and red, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her breath was a little messy, like Tianshan pond water. The clear pupils closed slightly, as if expecting something.

Dong Wenfeng glanced at the charming red lips of the angel like pure and beautiful girl in his arms, and felt an impulse to kiss Fangze.

But Dong Wenfeng still held back deeply. After all, Dong Wenfeng didn't want to be a person who took advantage of others' danger. Maybe Tong Waner has contacted herself for a long time and knows what kind of person she is, so she may no longer like herself.

Tong Waner waited for a long time and didn't feel Dong Wenfeng's close contact. She opened her eyes slightly and saw that Dong Wenfeng had gently released herself.

At this time, a young man and woman sat on the grass in front of Dong Wenfeng, hugging and kissing enthusiastically, as if they were lovers who had not seen each other for a long time.

Dong Wenfeng blocked Tong Waner's eyes with his wide and gentle palm. He knew that Tong Waner had blushed at the moment.

Unexpectedly, Tong Waner squeezed her body into Dong Wenfeng's arms, and then said with a little coquetry: "brother, my birthday, you don't have any birthday present. Can you kiss me as your birthday present?"

Tong Waner's words were a little shy, but there was a glimmer of expectation, but more of it was a fear that Dong Wenfeng would refuse.

Dong Wenfeng was also surprised that Tong Waner could say this sentence in front of herself today. It can be seen that the girl is not a temporary impulse.

Dong Wenfeng could not bear to hurt or refuse the weak and beautiful girl in front of him. Dong Wenfeng doesn't want to trample on this dignity from the heart, let alone hurt her.

Finally, Dong Wenfeng slightly lowered his head and leaned against the delicate red lips of the girl with closed eyes in his arms