At the beginning of the year, I knew the taste of love, and I was hard to wish for myself in my dreams. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Weiwei" Cheng Mingyu muttered Mu Weiwei's name obsessively, waking up from the boundless dream of spring.

The strange embarrassment underneath elaborates on the insatiable desire for her, over and over again. He pressed the soft quilt, which was stained with her light breath, which made him fall into boundless longing.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun had broken through the darkness of the fog and illuminated the earth.

Cheng Mingyu was sweating on the treadmill, and he couldn't shake off the fragment with peach ** confusion in his mind.

Cheng Mingyu had already let out a heavy panting, but he just didn't want to let himself go.

At the same time as the sweet moment, he also carried a deep sense of self-reproach in his heart.

It was the person he liked, but he thought of her vilely in the dead of night.

Mu Weiwei got up early and was busy in the kitchen. As the inheritor of Mu's mother's good cooking skills, Mu Weiwei is naturally not bad.

Chop the vegetables, cook the soup, everything is in order.

What is the best breakfast in winter, of course, is hot soup noodles.

The kitchen soon filled with fragrance. Mu's mother was very relieved, her daughter finally understood her hard work in getting up early, and it was rare to cook a soup powder to treat her, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Mu's father and mother Mu had already washed up and sat on the dining table, leaning their necks and leaning into the kitchen.

Eggs, tomatoes, shiitake mushrooms, and meat foam soup vermicelli, sprinkled with a little evenly chopped green onion, not greasy at all. It makes people eat the soup powder that is full of appetite when they see it

One, two, three, four bowls, there are only three people in their family, is this extra bowl for him? Father Mu looked at Mu Weiwei hesitantly.

"Daughter, Dad can't finish two bowls of food." One bowl is enough, and he has already felt the deep love from his daughter.

Mu Weiwei glanced at Father Mu in surprise, and then looked away.

"Dad, no, the extra bowl is not for you."

"Oh." Dad Mu breathed a sigh of relief, isn't it.

"Wait a minute, Ming Yu is coming." As she spoke, the doorbell outside the door rang, and Mu Weiwei quickly ran towards the door with her slippers.

"Horn." The door opened.

The eyes of the two met, and what was in the air sprouted.

Cheng Mingyu was stunned at the door, and couldn't come back to his senses for a moment, his beautiful eyes reflected Mu Weiwei with a ball on her head, wearing pink rabbit pajamas, and kicking the plush rabbit slippers under her feet, looking at him with shiny eyes, looking ignorant and cute.

"Ming Yu is here, come in." Mu's mother shouted in the living room.

Mu Weiwei scratched her head, "Come in, close the door!" ”

My eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the slippers under my feet, and I remembered that my clothes were a little inappropriate, embarrassed!

His body reacted faster than his brain, and he turned around, avoiding the gaze of someone who had embarrassed her, and walked to the table first.

But the person concerned didn't know it, she turned to Cheng Mingyu, and the cute rabbit tail behind her entered someone's eyes like this, and a short pinch of white fluff swayed left and right with her procrastinating pace.

Cheng Mingyu's heart seemed to have been shot by a love arrow, and her whole heart was sprouted by her, like a balloon filled with water, shaking watery. The tenderness and pampering in his eyes poured out like moonlight, and he put his fist against his lips to stop the sound of laughter.