Su Yi'an winked at his uncle, then got up and walked directly and sat down next to the sketch shelf that had been erected, and then hooked his hand at Yue Feiyang, motioning for him to come over and see.

When I closed my eyes, my uncle's cheeks appeared so clearly in my mind.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his nose and his lips. Everything is so clear.

The uncle who laughed was full of energy.

Uncle Yan's eyes are deep and dark.

The bad uncle always has a vague smile hidden on his lips, which is unfathomable.

The uncle who coaxed her had a deep love between his eyebrows, and his eyes were so soft that they could turn into water.

With the pen down, in Yue Feiyang's stunning gaze, a portrait was presented.

The man above, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, is handsome and unmatched, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Wife, who is this man? She's so handsome! ”

This is the first time I have seen Su Yi'an sketch, and it is the first time I have painted him, and Yue Feiyang's playful tone was full of surprise.

Su Yi'an turned to look at his uncle, turned around and wrote directly on the paper: mylife.

It's not mylove, it's mylife.

Yue Feiyang naturally understood the deep meaning inside.

mylife, my life.

Yue Feiyang is Su Yi'an's life.

He, to her, is life.

"Ah~" In the next second, Su Yi'an couldn't help but exclaim, because the man behind her directly hugged her.

"Uncle, what are you going to ......do?"

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were already tightly covered, and he kissed her lips domineeringly, holding and biting, attacking the city and pool, and sucking the fragrance in the sandalwood mouth.

His kiss was menacing, but it was not wild as before, but with tenderness, the kind of tenderness that seemed to melt her into her body, and deep love.

The kiss wasn't over yet, she was already pressed against the fluffy bed.

He stared deeply at her cheeks, her long eyelashes, fanning like a fan in the light, her lips like begonia flowers after the rain, gorgeous and moist. At this moment, Yue Feiyang's whole person was a god and descended into Su Yi'an's world.

"An'an, my, life!"

I don't know when, the clothes of the two faded, Yue Feiyang sank down~ body, within a square inch, within a few inches, breathing entangled, messing up each other's heartbeats.

Even they themselves can't tell who burned who first is a burning fire.

Grandma's news came quickly, and when the two were about to go out the next day, they received a phone call.

"Uncle, you're amazing, Grandma finally has news."

Su Yi'an excitedly kissed Yue Feiyang on the cheek several times, and Yue Feiyang also enjoyed the fragrant kiss from his little wife.

"Your husband is a first-class great!"

"Well, well, my husband would have been better off driving slower and paying attention to traffic safety."

After getting in the car, Su Yi'an reminded her husband.

There's no way, sitting in the co-pilot seat, she has experienced the speed of ordinary Yue Feiyang's drag racing, and her heart really can't accept it.

"Wife and children are hot kang heads, your husband and I have a head, absolutely safe to go out, and then go home safely."

As he spoke, he pouted with the little woman's mouth again ~ hot ~ and kissed him before driving out.

"The old man is happy to be a nursing home, husband, the address is near here, why can't I find it?"

Su Yi'an compared the address and the map back and forth, and found that the two really did not find a mistake.

But on this street, I really don't see any nursing homes?

Could it be that this news is inaccurate?