Looking at his handsome and good-looking face, I don't know why Tong Lele was slightly distressed.

Mo Siyan didn't speak, just looked at her with deep eyes like the sea, and she didn't speak for a while, and stared at him like that.

This is a face she has been familiar with since she was a child, almost every frame of her memory has him, when she was young, in her youth, until now she has him.

He spoiled her to everyone know, she also knows, the whole circle is known, the second master in front of Tong Lele is a word, in front of the rest of the people fierce like a wolf, but in front of her meek like a large shepherd dog, scolding can't go, can't fight away, don't go.

She used to stubbornly think that the two of them were just a habit of too long and too long, but she didn't expect that after they were really together, his love was not weak at all.

Although they have only been married for a long time, she can also feel that she is wrapped in a very strong love from him, and slowly she has a heart for him.

In fact, this is not abrupt, after all, their relationship is from childhood to adulthood, for her, this kind of transformation from family affection to love, the degree of this feeling is not weak at all, but ...... Quite thick.

She just looked at him, and she could hear her heart pounding and accelerating.

She stretched out her hand and stroked Mo Siyan's face, this is the face she has seen for more than 20 years, and she is not tired of it even now, the main thing is that it is too good-looking and too good-looking, cough cough, this is off-topic.

is really not tired, although there have been contradictions and unhappiness between the two, but he has never really been tired of it from the bottom of his heart, otherwise, with her temper, he would have fled a long time ago, or the two of them would have been torn apart and would not have interacted with each other.

Tong Lele's hand swept over every part of Mo Siyan's face, as if he was delicately depicting his appearance, from his eyebrows to his eyes, from his nose to his lips, soft, but also profound.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips, as if she was carefully admiring a painting, as if she was recalling something.

How could she have stared at him like this, let alone carefully trace his outline with her hands, Mo Siyan's eyes became deeper and deeper, her hands were gentle and soft, and the places where she brushed were like feathers, tickling the tips of his heart.

Mo Siyan's Adam's apple rolled, and his throat overflowed with two words low, "Le'er......"

Then he closed his eyes, seemingly enjoying her caressing.

This is the person he loves the most, he has wanted to marry the person he has been home since he was a child, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of her appearance, from childhood to adulthood, every look was so clear and smart.

When she was young, when she was young, when she was an adult, she who married him.

When she was young, she called him the appearance of her brother, when she was young, she looked innocent, ignorant of love, and ignorant of the world, and never looked like her in her eyes as an adult, arrogant, unstoppable, cute, funny, excited, and now he gradually has him in his eyes.

Every memory is her, and no one else.

He still remembered that night she stared at him on the steps of the cruise ship with a radiant light, and asked softly, "Second master, do you still marry me?" ”

What else is in his world but her?

Thinking of this, Mo Siyan suddenly felt a softness, sweet softness, mixed with the fragrance of gardenia flowers that she often had.

She kissed him on her own initiative, and softly did not speak......