The little hand was uncomfortably pressed against his hard chest, so that he wouldn’t feel his hateful hand around at will. She tried to divert his attention. After a little thinking, she asked seriously about the recent situation of relatives and friends in Kyoto.
From the cold old man Bao Ma to the drizzle, the man promised the same three words.
"old-fashioned"
"… gone?"
"No," the man leaned back in the wide chair, squinting his eyes and hugging the bottom of her hand, eating tender tofu with familiarity, and didn’t pay much attention to the answer
Grit your teeth! Treasure and pure in his hand can’t help pumping wanted to think and deathless smile and ask.
"So where are we going now? ！”
Look down at her face and say "go home" lightly with her usual fake smile.
"Which home?"
"Our home"
Very natural answer made Bao Qi leng one.
To say that his words are definitely a blockbuster in her heart.
And it is huge! But her heart twitched, and she laughed and teased, "Who is your family? Ah-"Just after the words were finished, the big hand of the man holding her increased the strength and" hissed "for a while, and she quickly shut up.
What does she think she has done? !
How difficult it is to live in peace!
As soon as she thought about it, she simply closed her eyes and leaned in his arms. Unexpectedly, the man groped his hand but stopped moving. Instead, he took it back and held her body a little tighter, and put Ba on her forehead, motionless and no longer messing around.
What’s the matter? Strange!
She didn’t know that Lengxiao really didn’t dare to touch it again.
What? He was really afraid that he would lose control and wanted her here.
So this precious girl finally breathed a sigh of relief and softly whispered to her, "How is the treatment of Uncle Xiaoyu?"
I feel that she is worried that the man’s big hand will caress her delicate back a little bit, repeating this soothing mood over and over again, and my mood is a little calmer.
"Nothing has improved yet."
"oh"
Bao Qi knows about this matter.
Unconsciously, leaning on him like this, her mind went into a daze. After nearly 30 hours on the train, she didn’t fall asleep at all. Now there is such a warm embrace. With him gently comforting her, her nervous breathing is smooth.
Slowly, sleepiness came.
With her eyes closed, she let her arm around his waist and shrank herself into his arms. She muttered something and went straight to sleep.
Looked down at her cold owl eyes.
Sighed and gently took the coat next to her and put it on her body. She leaned back and closed her eyes.
What a sweet scene-
Comrade black dog in the cab took a glance at the rearview mirror and slowed down the speed. He is a soldier and a clown. He doesn’t know what love is, but when he saw how the two figures in the back seat looked at each other harmoniously and naturally, he felt a feeling-he was afraid that his car would not be stable and wake them up.
As it turns out, the driver who follows Leng Xiao is stupid, and he knows Leng Xiao best.
Don’t look at his face at the moment, comrade chief. It’s still cold for thousands of years, but it’s much easier to get along with.
So he looks like a man-eating fireworks man.
He likes it!
Well, he likes to be scolded less!
The car drove slowly all the way, and soon I didn’t think that the harmonious atmosphere of this scene was disturbed after all.
"Myth" has been alive for several years-
When its melody rang in the carriage, she was awakened from a sweet dream, half-narrowed her eyes, and looked up at a pair of deep black eyes, and then she saw that she was firmly held in her arms and cared for like a hibernating insect.
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