The morning glow of all things is not as good as you

"Well......" Bai Nuan slept in a daze, tossed until the moonlight sank last night, her waist was still sore, and when she woke up, it was even more sore.

If it weren't for her good physical strength, she would probably be the first woman to be tossed to death like this.

"Get up and watch the sunrise." He laughed, bandaged his overly rough fingers, and pinched her nose.

Bai Nuan frowned, reluctantly opened her eyes, and was shocked by the scene in front of her.

The red sun was so big that it seemed to be close at hand, and the orange-red and yellowish light sprinkled all over the car.

At sunrise, the light was as soft as an old pastry shop grandmother, even with dentures, she still had a good attitude to distribute small desserts to the homeless people she met.

The same is true of this light, Bai Nuan propped himself up, with a little mist in his eyes, and reached out to touch the glass window.

An Yang held her hand, pressed the switch, and the window above her head began to move, but in a moment, it became an open-top.

Bai Nuan saw it more clearly.

Around that round of the red sun, there was an indigo sky, and a little smoke cyan was added, and the halo was blended together, from light to deep, and at the farthest point, it was dim black.

As it climbed out of the mountain little by little, its huge body grew even larger. Illuminating the sea of clouds, colorful and splendid.

Nature is really beautiful sometimes, so beautiful that all words are pale, and when you see that shocking beauty, your heartbeat becomes disordered.

Bai Nuan stretched out her hand, her cold white fingertips, dyed with that rose red, beautiful and soft, she was a little moved, turned her head to look at him, and wanted to share happiness together.

But on one side, what is on the opposite side is his sunken eyes.

She watched the sea of clouds churning, and he watched the beauties fall into the city.

"Do you like it?" The corners of his lips were raised, and the bottom of his eyes was clean and pure, only her presence.

She nodded, looking at him in the color, and the corners of her lips also unconsciously curled. Love Literature Network

"I heard that couples who watch the sunrise together will grow old together." He reached out and took her hand, both of them had rings on their finger bones.

The two complement each other, adding more style.

"Nuan Nuan, let's get married this winter, okay?" He spoke, with a little nervousness, and his body stiffened, which was extremely tense, unconsciously tense.

There were no flowers with the audience, and he was like that, wanting her answer.

Bai Nuan squinted slightly, and his gaze fell on his water-colored eyes, those eyes, when they looked at her, as before, had never changed.

He loved her, as always, and even more.

Bai Nuan licked her lips and felt a little dry.

Get married...... Have a family with him...... Bring him into your own category......

She stared at his face, obviously an omnipotent man, and here he was, with a pride and a soft skin, just to be close to her.

In the end, she still didn't speak, but leaned up and pressed his body, and he hurriedly reached out and dragged her, afraid that she would bump into it.

Like a person, even if you don't say it, you will run out of the bits and pieces.

At such times, a kiss is better than all "I do".

The sea of clouds is long, the waves are sparkling, and the sun is rising.

Under the glamorous scenery of ten thousand morning glows, two people who are not very decent, hugging and kissing each other, their figures are as beautiful as illustrations.

Under the morning sun, people who kiss each other will grow old together.

Morning and dusk are together, and a husband is compensated.

Nuan Nuan, such a beautiful scenery is not as beautiful as the scenery in your eyes to me.