Yang Haitao sighed in his heart and looked at her nervously: "Then you...... Would you like to come in the future?"

Song Xuan leaned back in the chair, looked at the person next to him a little uneasy, and smiled, "What do you think?"

Yang Haitao's heart was even more bottomless: "I think you are a little uncomfortable in my house." ”

Song Xuan confessed: "I was a little uncomfortable for a while, and I was really uncomfortable. ”

Yang Haitao licked his lower lip: "That ......"

Song Xuan looked straight ahead, and her voice was a little lonely: "When I was fifteen years old, my mother died, and my father soon married Xu Xian, for us, anyway, there is no shortage of money and material, but the care is not as good as before, as the eldest sister, I can't even be sad for a while, because my sister is younger than me, if I collapse, she doesn't even have a little support, so she has always been strong, fortunately, my sister is strong now, even stronger than me, so ...... In fact, I've always been greedy for those warm people, just like your family, they are very warm, and I like them very much. ”

Yang Haitao was relieved and grabbed her hand: "My family and I will be good to you in the future and will give you the best care." ”

Song Xuan was moved: "Thank you, I'm very happy." ”

The afternoon sun was shining, and the red dress and white shirt made her more and more beautiful and charming, so Yang Haitao looked at her, slowly leaned over to her, and slowly leaned towards the very seductive red lips......

Song Xuan also forgot to push him, forgot that there were other people in the car, and just watched him get closer and closer.

Uncle Zhong couldn't look at it all of a sudden, and the young man didn't take him seriously, right?

He quickly coughed twice, Song Xuan immediately reacted, and pushed Yang Haitao away, Yang Haitao hit the car door headlong, and screamed.

Song Xuan hurriedly asked him again if he was in pain, but saw Yang Haitao stretch out his long arm and buckle her into his arms, and before the strong kiss fell on her lips, he whispered: "Uncle Zhong, don't look." ”

Uncle Zhong's old face flushed: "Who wants to see it?"

Song Xuan couldn't struggle, he pressed him in his arms and kissed endlessly, cold and arrogant like Song Xuan, and he was also kissed by him.

The small ones seemed to want to refuse and welcome: "Haitao, don't ......"

Don't be in the car, don't be in front of Uncle Zhong.

Where can Yang Haitao take care of this, when he heard her say that he likes him and his family, he is immediately so excited that he can't help himself, and when he is excited, the best way to express it is to have intimate contact with her.

The person who used to be so arrogant, like the flower of Kaolin, now it seems that as soon as the frozen disguise recedes, she is just a delicate little girl, but her weakness is easy not to be discovered by others.

The afternoon sun flickered and disappeared in the shade of the trees, sprinkled in the car, and Song Xuan indulged in it and couldn't extricate herself.

She has always been a calm and self-controlled person, she would not be such a person who disregards the eyes of the world, how can she ...... Is there no way to push him away?

Is it that his eyebrows and eyes are so gentle in the afternoon sun?

Or is it because I drank a little liquor at noon, and the unique aroma of liquor made people particularly easy to fall into?

She didn't know.

She really didn't know.

She only knew that Yang Haitao's thin lips were very soft and comfortable to the touch, and her breath was also her affection, so her hand reached into his neck and stroked it gently, with love.

Let Yang Haitao deepen this kiss......

It turns out that October can also be the season of love.