Regardless of life or death, I only want to share my head with you. That's good! Ye Yuyu thinks that this sentence is very beautiful!

She took out her folded paper crane with great interest, then re-unfolded it and placed it on the book, "Feichen, you see, I copied it down." ”

Mu Feichen tilted his head and saw the sixteen black handwriting on the white paper, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Ye Yuyu didn't notice it, her attention was all on her own words, and then she said with some annoyance: "It's just that these traditional Chinese characters are so difficult to write, and they don't look good when written!" ”

There are many strokes in traditional Chinese characters, and it is easy to turn into a black ball when they are piled together.

Mu Feichen knew her childlike thoughts, and suddenly her right hand left her waist, and instead picked up the pen on the table, "I'll teach you to write simply." ”

"Hmm, is there anything simple?"

"Of course!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Mu Feichen's right hand holding the pen move to the book, the tip of the pen wandered on the white page, and a line of handwriting with iron and silver hooks slowly appeared.

The more Ye Yayu looked, the wider his eyes opened, and his eyes flashed with a dazzling light like starlight, "It's amazing!" ”

The last stroke slowly fell, and Mu Feichen drew a full stop circle at the end of the sentence.

The tip of the pen stopped at the point where the circles merged, and his gaze fell on the line of words, as if to pierce it.

Finally, he picked up his pen and tapped the words on the book, and said, "Read it to me!" ”

Ye Yayu stared at the good-looking black letter, her lips were slightly curved, she was used to pointing with her hand, her fingers stopped next to the black letter, and her pink lips opened and closed slightly, "Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said; Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. ”

The cool evening breeze blew from the window, invisibly rolling up the girl's words, and the beautiful sound was as clear as the rain of apricot blossoms falling in March.

Every word, every sound, without the slightest omission, entered Mu Feichen's ears, and at the same time, it gently knocked on his heart, brewing ripples in his heart.

"Little girl, that's what you said." The deep voice was full of the man's unique magnetic sensuality, and with a single finger, he let go of the erect pen, and then circled her slightly cool fingers little by little with his jade-like fingers, and whispered in her ear.

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said; Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

The people of the Mu family will only move their hearts once in a lifetime.

Over the years, it won't change.

Maybe it's a curse, you can only love one person in your life!

Mu Feichen's eyes became more and more dark, and no one could understand the meaning in his eyes, but the obsession in his heart became more and more profound, and the obsession imprinted in his bones could not be removed by cramping and peeling the skin.

The strength in her hand deepened unconsciously, Ye Yayu blinked her eyelashes, and she felt that her fingers were pinched a little painfully.

She turned her head to look, but she was suddenly held by Mu Feichen's waist and turned around, and she sat on Mu Feichen's lap.

"Ahh Ye Yuyu exclaimed slightly, but Mu Feichen laughed.

Like a fox who had succeeded in his calculations, he pulled the person into his arms and unceremoniously picked her sweet lips.

Before Ye Yuyu, Mu Feichen had never kissed any woman, never.

However, after meeting her, he suddenly liked the feeling of kissing, and even coveted everything about her.

Perhaps from that time on, she was destined to be different from him.

However, it's not time yet!

Mu Feichen stopped his movements, raised his head slightly, looked away, and landed on a white medicine bottle in the corner of the bookcase, his eyes flashed with a hint of indifference.

"Non-dusty ......"

He heard a whisper, and a lingering voice.

He withdrew his gaze for a moment, and saw that the lightly closed pink lips of the person in his arms had become more delicate because of the hot kiss just now, and the cheeks that had been red from the kiss for too long.

She had those watery eyes, and there was no possession in them.

Mu Feichen stretched out his hand in front of her eyes, covering her eyes.

Too innocent in his eyes, he ...... I want to cherish it.