But later, Wu Haotian thought about it, he was only ten years old back then, and the difference in appearance compared with the current seventeen years old can be said to be earth-shattering, for example, when he was a child, he had a round face, and now he is a melon seed face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The resolute Wu Haotian will not tell her who he is because he didn't guess right twice, and another poignant and lingering love, Wu Haotian wants to tell her very much that he is-

That's right, Wu Haotian rubbed his hair frantically, how could he tell her?

She didn't know that Wu Haotian was herself!

Could it be that he wanted to tell her, "I was the 'little brother' back then-"

Wu Haotian hurriedly shook his head and vetoed the plan - Wu Haotian felt that this was really too degrading.

Mi'er looked at the man in front of him and frowned, and then suddenly shook his head, which really frightened himself - this man didn't look like he was sick.

As the saying goes, hard work pays off, Wu Haotian finally thought of another title in Sunjiazhuang back then-Xiao Wu after thinking hard about it.

Wu Haotian felt for the first time that there was no harm in walking the rivers and lakes with more nicknames.

Wu Haotian once again fixed his eyes on the Taicheng Holy Maiden in front of him, or rather at Mi'er, looking at her perfect face and the temptation of getting wet, licked his dry lips, and then solemnly announced, "I am the little five seven years ago!" ”

After speaking, there was silence, and even the cicadas outside the window could be heard clearly.

Mi'er stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, and then slowly covered his mouth with his little hand-

Then, tears flowed.

His legs tightened, and he put his head deep into his knees, crying.

Wu Haotian was stupid, he thought he should be happy, how could he cry?

Wu Haotian looked at Mi'er who was bowing his head and crying at a loss, and then he could only pat Mi'er on the back with feeling, "Mi'er, what's wrong with you, don't cry......"

Even Wu Haotian himself felt that he was too good at coaxing girls.

However, Mi'er raised her head little by little, and looked at Wu Haotian's face with infatuation - she believed that the man in front of her was Xiao Wu.

People will change, their eyes will not change, and no second person will have these clear eyes.

"You're really a little brother-" Mi'er knelt up, crawled to Wu Haotian's side, and then clung to the corner of Wu Haotian's clothes, as if he was afraid that Wu Haotian would run away.

"......" Wu Haotian was speechless, looking at the poor Mi'er in front of him and not getting angry at all, and then touched Mi'er's hair with a smile, "I'm my little brother." ”

After speaking, Mi'er hugged Wu Haotian tightly.

Mi'er feels that God is fair, and he has paid so much, and his wish has finally been fulfilled.

From the age of thirteen to twenty, the reward for studying frantically at the age when others should be playing is also worth it.

Because, he's back.

Mi'er greedily felt Wu Haotian's embrace, and Mi'er felt that there was nothing warmer in the world.

Mi'er felt that in this embrace, all the pain she had suffered disappeared -

Wu Haotian looked at the child who hugged him tightly, even though he knew that these were more conventional, but he didn't push her away. Wu Haotian doesn't know what he has experienced over the years, but he knows that after seven years of learning Chinese medicine, even if it is a great talent, it takes great effort.

Mi'er must have suffered a lot over the years, but just for a promise he made back then.

Wu Haotian could only say that it was okay, fortunately, he met Mi'er again.

Wu Haotian gently hugged Mi'er, he didn't know why these women insisted on it more than any man once they were persistent.

For a long time, the two hugged each other in bed.

After such a long time, Mi'er is still immersed in the happiness of Xiao Wu's return, and Wu Haotian is not so lucky.

Men are not as sensual as women, especially Wu Haotian still can't figure out what his feelings are for Mi'er.

Mi'er loves Wu Haotian, so she can fall into it deeply, but Wu Haotian is confused, so he woke up early.

Wu Haotian felt that waking up too early was not a good thing.

Like now.

An earth-shattering beauty is greedily rubbing in your arms at this time, the sheets draped on Mi'er's body have long been abandoned, and the clothes on Mi'er's body are all wet and translucent, Wu Haotian can see the two pink and white balls of tender meat on Mi'er's chest as long as he looks down.

Mi'er was hugging Wu Haotian's waist, so the astonishing touch of two balls of tender meat kept coming from the lower abdomen through the thin clothes of the two - Wu Haotian felt that even a man couldn't help it!

Oh yes! This is the Holy Maiden of Taicheng!

Even if Wu Haotian knew that she was a child, this huge aura still shrouded her, she was the saintess of Taicheng that everyone admired!

Wu Haotian only felt that his mouth was dry, his limbs were trembling, and his lower abdomen had already been rubbed against a huge fire, and Xiao Wu Haotian, who had been suppressed by himself, also showed signs of resurgence.

Isn't this a joke! ――

Wu Haotian thought, death now can't make little Wu Haotian stand up-if little Wu Haotian is strong, it will be on his chest-Wu Haotian feels like he wants to have a nosebleed.

No, it's shame to think about it!

But the sky was not as good as people wanted, and I saw that Mi'er seemed to feel uncomfortable, and moved on Wu Haotian's waist with his eyes closed-

The huge chest followed the body and rubbed Wu Haotian's lower abdomen-

Intentionally or unintentionally, I touched the little Wu Haotian who was suppressed -

Then, Wu Haotian felt that his lower abdomen was about to explode, and if he endured it any longer, it would definitely be detrimental to the future-

The most important thing is that Wu Haotian can't help it!

Therefore, Xiao Wu Haotian held his head high and stood up straight!

Then, Wu Haotian only felt that his little Wu Haotian poked into the tender flesh fiercely.

It's over-this is the only thought in Wu Haotian's mind at this time.

Wu Haotian felt that this time he couldn't wash himself by jumping into the Yellow River.

Wu Haotian wanted to cry and lowered his head without tears, looking at the young man who was still hugging him tightly, the tender meat had been oppressed by himself.

Mi'er also raised her head, she felt the change in Wu Haotian, she was already twenty years old, she knew everything.

Twenty years old is an age when buds are waiting to be released, and it is an age that can be picked by others.

Twenty years old is also the age of Sichun.

Wu Haotian looked at Mi'er's red face, and Mi'er wrapped around Wu Haotian's waist and climbed up little by little.

And the tender chest also rubbed all of Wu Haotian's chest.

Wu Haotian's blood was boiling, and Mi'er climbed into his ears, and his delicate red lips said in a tempting voice-

"If you want, you can do it now—"

Wu Haotian felt that his previous life was not right, it was in his previous life that he must have done something great good in his previous life to make him so blessed.

In other words, let yourself have such peach blossom luck in this life.

Wu Haotian had a nosebleed when he thought about it--the saint of Taicheng, who was admired by thousands of people, actually took the initiative to dedicate herself to herself-

It's all exciting to think about!