On the road of life, one more enemy is not as good as one more ally, not to mention that this man is not a real enemy, there is no conflict of interests between them, and there is no grievances and hatreds, maybe there is a contradiction of love and non-love.

And when it comes to love at this time, I always feel out of place!

"Bing'er, although I don't know what you're going to do, and I can't guess what you're thinking, but don't worry, as long as it's what you want to do and want, I'll do my best to give you a ride. ”

Ning Xiangtian found that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense and Bing'er's hands had begun to be cold, even if he held it in the palm of his hand, he couldn't cover the heat.

Fear and anxiety made Ning Bing'er unable to calm down, fear wrapped her whole body, and no matter how strong such emotional concentration was, she couldn't dissipate, I don't know when Ning Xiangtian's appearance caught her out of reach, and she couldn't even calm down.

Hearing Ning Xiangtian say such a sincere and straightforward confession, Ning Bing'er's flustered heart became nervous again, this situation is not the best time to fall in love, but a man as simple as Ning Xiangtian will only stupidly think about stepping up all opportunities.

For fleeting opportunities, Ning Xiangtian always chooses to use them first, and then think about whether it is appropriate.

"Thank you!" Ning Bing'er turned her head and looked at the big boy in front of her and smiled gently.

"Bing'er, I don't need you to thank me, I didn't say these words to let you thank me. Ning Xiangtian pouted with obvious displeasure.

"I know!" Ning Bing'er smiled softly at Ning Xiangtian again.

Seeing someone coming, Ning Bing'er quickly pulled Ning Xiangtian to a hidden alley, and the whole person shrank petitely in the man's arms, and Ning Xiangtian just wrapped her up and hid it in her arms.

Listening to the sound of the man's heartbeat, like a symphony of chords when love sprouts, Ning Bing'er lowered her head and blushed.

No matter how dull and stupid a woman is, she will not pretend to ignore what has happened, but choose to continue to pretend to be stupid or face it calmly, what is tested is Ning Bing'er's state of mind at this time.

"Bing'er, I'm ......" Ning Xiangtian hugged the woman tightly and protected it in his arms, feeling this precious intimate contact.

This kind of treatment is not a good thing that the stars and the moon can live by, Ning Xiangtian doesn't want to live up to the favor of God, he wants to catch it too much, and he will never let go.

"Ning Xiangtian, don't say it, I'll talk about it when I get home. Ning Bing'er stretched out her slender and white index finger to block his sexy red lips, and smiled slightly, as warm and happy as the warm morning sun brushing on his cheeks.

Raising his hand, grabbing her little hand at his lips, Ning Xiangtian gently pulled it up, put it on the cold lip flap, gently kissed the back of her hand, looked at her with love and smiled, this long-lost and inexplicable kiss was too sudden, just like love, it always happened to us unexpectedly.

A few seconds later, five burly men slowly walked through the alley where they had taken shelter with guns, and the village was once again quiet, only two close hearts could be heard beating, the call from the heart making them gaze at each other affectionately.

At this time, Ning Bing'er had no Kang Yi in her heart, no ethics and morals, no grievances and hatreds, more real inner feelings.

Maybe it's the arrangement of fate, or maybe it's the joke of Yue Lao, since she was reborn, Ning Bing'er has never hated this man in the real sense, and even hates it because it is just a momentary transition.

The confession in her mother's dream flashed in her heart: Bing'er, don't resist, don't resist the arrangement of fate, some things are destined.

A breeze blew, blowing up the hair and dissipating the confused state of mind, perhaps now, Ning Bing'er understood her mother's hint.

Raising her hand, trying to straighten these strands of hair that were too weak to be the master, before she could touch the hair, the little hand was clenched again, and another warmer hand had already helped her put the blown hair behind her ear, and inadvertently gently pinched her earlobe.

Thick, very fleshy, very soft and glutinous, very comfortable, Ning Xiangtian leaned down and kissed her earlobe in obsession, this ambiguous action made people feel numb, only to touch it gently, Ning Bing'er immediately retreated like an electric shock.

Such vigilance and excitement are excitement that Kang Yi has never given, even if they linger for the first time, they are not so nervous and excited.

"Don't!" Ning Bing'er gently pushed away the man who was close to her, there was no anger or annoyance in her voice, she just shyly refused.

"Hmm. A warm stream of air blew on his cheeks again, like a touching heartstring in his ears, stirring at his heart in a frenzied and restless heart.

After clinging to each other like this for a few seconds, Ning Bing'er pushed away the man's chest that was close to her, this was a pair of chests with her own wide and thick, this charming atmosphere full of male hormones made Ren obsessed.

But Ning Bing'er knew that this was not a lingering place, and this was not the time to fall in love, so she just calmly pushed it away, then smiled politely, and then continued to walk forward.

Ning Xiangtian, who had tasted the sweetness and had not yet been critically hit, happily followed behind Ning Bing'er, excited like a happy bird, his face was radiant, his eyes were full of the sweetness of love, and the pair of dark and thick eyebrows expressed the excitement in his heart even more expressively.

Ning Xiangtian has been waiting for this day for a long, long time, and he has forgotten how many dark nights he has been sad, and no one knows what kind of mood it is like to wait for a woman who doesn't love him to look back.

Sticking to a person who doesn't love him, you can witness his every laughter, but you have never been qualified to participate, and even the identity of the appearance is set in advance, which is more bland and tasteless than boiled water.

This may be a kind of obsession, the stubbornness and stubbornness of peace of mind, and after a long time, you will forget what is the purpose of hard work?

Habit!

This is the purest confession!

It was the second time that she had gone around the entire village, and Ning Xiangtian still didn't know what Ning Bing'er's true purpose was, but as long as she was around, any aimless encounter was a romantic encounter.

He is willing to accompany her, never stopping, never stopping, as long as she is willing, he is also willing to be with her.

"Ning Xiangtian, are you tired?" Ning Bing'er walked to the edge of a wide wheat field and stood, looking at the endless harvest scene, and asked with a happy smile.

Looking at Ning Bing'er's eyes full of hope and seeing the dawn, Ning Xiang Angel shook his head vigorously, and the big hand holding Bing'er's hand clenched hard.

It is like conveying a kind of affection, full of enthusiasm and tireless following.

"It's here. "Pointing to the houses not far ahead, they are much newer than the surrounding houses, and the walls have just been painted and renovated.

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