Yang Haitao stretched out his hand to help the doorknob, his face instantly turned pale, his throat was a little blocked, and he said in a low voice: "You...... Didn't you all agree?Xiaoxuan...... I...... What did I do wrong? Did I upset you?"

His flustered appearance made Song Xuan feel a little distressed, only if he hung his heart on her, would he care about her so much.

She reached under his armpit and hugged him, and her voice was soft: "Cancel the engagement feast...... We...... Marry directly. ”

Life has risen and fallen so much in half a minute, hitting the depths of Yang Shaodong's soul, so that he didn't react for a while, and his hands were hanging in the air.

Did he suspect that he was dreaming, or was he having auditory hallucinations?

Song Xuan said to get married directly?

Is it true? Is it true?

Song Xuan's hand caressed his back, and his back was also wet, this fool is really a big fool.

"Why, why don't you speak? Don't you want to?"

Her light voice came, which made Yang Haitao wake up suddenly, and hurriedly responded loudly: "Willing, willing, Song Xuan, of course I do, I can't wait to marry you, I'm too willing." ”

He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body, the autumn rain fell outside the corridor, Song Xuan's heart was full, and gently stroked his back: "Then you tell your parents, we will get married at the end of the year, huh?"

The man didn't speak, and in response to her, it was a fanatical kiss, accompanied by the autumn rain, Song Xuan was pressed to the door by him, he kissed very passionately, Song Xuan's hands were pressed to the door by her, and she struggled symbolically: "Uncle Zhong, they...... It's inside. ”

Yang Haitao was stunned, he didn't stop invading her lips at all, his eyebrows and eyes were annihilated in the rain, so that Song Xuan gradually stopped struggling, Yang Haitao let go of her hand, and her hands climbed up to his neck......

Yang Haitao stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her waist and deepened the kiss on this autumn night, Song Xuan's muttering was endless, making Yang Haitao a little overwhelmed, and he almost wanted to kill her that night.

Yang Shaodong finally held back, anyway, there are still two months to get married, let's do it justifiably at that time, so as to be despised.

Song Xuan was almost paralyzed by his kiss, he hooked her slender and soft waist, took her into his arms, and a deep voice sounded in her ears: "Can you stay tonight?"

Song Xuan pounded his chest, but his eyes were bright, and there was no desire to dope: "I won't do anything." ”

Song Xuan had a smile in her eyes, and her peach blossom eyes simply confused Yang Haitao's heart, and she said softly: "Okay." ”

Yang Haitao picked her up, and Song Xuanjiao shouted: "Hey, Yang Haitao, what are you doing?"

He kicked the door open, carried her upstairs, and walked through the living room, Xiaohu seemed to be about to go out of the room to go to the bathroom, and when he saw the two of them, he shrank back into the room.

Just now sitting in the hall, he heard the door being knocked, and he was just about to open the door, when he heard a trace of embarrassment, and Uncle Zhong hurriedly drove him into the room.

Now...... Bear with me, bear with me for a while.

Yang Haitao carried the person into the room like this, gently put her down, his eyes were still incredulous, he reached out and gently stroked her long hair: "Why...... Suddenly changed your mind?"

Song Xuan walked to the window and sat down on the sofa: "Because of my sister's business, I think there may be many accidents in life, since I like you, I should get married early, I don't want to have regrets in my life." ”

lips, once again, were sealed......

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