Chu Nanxi has never been in love, but in her story, she also wrote about misunderstandings between men and women.

Now that she has decided to fall in love with him, she doesn't want Li Hannian to misunderstand the relationship between her and Qiao Jiashang.

Therefore, it is also to explain to him seriously.

The girl's eyes reflected his face.

There was clarity and openness in his eyes, and there was undisguised concern.

Or, he doesn't care what others think of him, however, she does.

He read her eyes, and joy naturally rose in his chest.

"Blame you, I'll make amends."

She laughed.

She's not that stingy.

Just as she was about to speak, Li Hannian had already approached her again, her lips had just parted, and he had already pressed over and blocked the words she wanted to say in her throat.

Chu Nanxi was stunned for two seconds, then lowered his eyelashes, relaxed himself, and let him attack presumptuously.

The drops of water that hung from the tips of her eyelashes rubbed against his face, slid down the man's smooth skin, and slid to the corners of her lips.

Someone tried to enter the bathroom, but the door didn't open, and the door was slammed, but neither of them heard.

In my ears, I couldn't tell whether it was my own or the other party's rough breathing, and the sound of blood pulses hitting pulses, where else could I hear anything else?

……

Long.

Li Hannian gasped slightly and let go of her, his big hand gently stroked the corner of her lips, and grabbed the palm of her hand that was still pinching his shirt.

"Let's go!"

He didn't say where to go, and Chu Nanxi didn't ask.

Just follow him, out the bathroom door, through the cloister, into the elevator, down, on......

It doesn't matter where he's going, what's there for her to worry about with him anyway?

The two got into the car separately, and Li Hannian's hand reached over, grabbed her palm, and held it in the palm of her hand again.

Chu Nanxi didn't struggle, just pretended to look out the window casually, a pair of eyes reflected the sunlight outside the window, extremely bright.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, and Han Yilan in the passenger seat also quickly glanced at the back seat.

His eyes swept over the hands of the two of them, and then looked at the expressions of the two, Han Yilan and the driver glanced at each other, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

The car did not return to the lakeside villa, but drove all the way into the depths of the mountains and forests in the suburbs, all the way to the north, through the layers of mountains, and out of the valley, and the sight became more and more cheerful.

On the side of the road, there are already undulating fields, and in the distance on the grassy slopes, you can clearly see the galloping horses.

Chu Nanxi sat up straight, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"This is my horse farm!"

Li Hannian spoke in time, and without waiting for her to ask, he had already answered her doubts.

The car drove off the main road, past a large stretch of flat meadows, and stopped in front of a row of Western-style spire stone houses.

A staff member had already greeted him and helped Li Hannian, Han Yilan and others open the car door.

"Wait!"

Remind her that Li Hannian got out of the car first.

Chu Nanxi didn't know his arrangement, so he sat on the chair obediently and didn't move.

Seeing him get out of the car, she quickly unzipped the pouch, pulled the ring out of the compartment, and put it back on the fingers of her left hand.

Where does the ring weigh in its original place, and it has been awkwardly left hand, which can be regarded as a return to nature.

At this moment, Li Hannian had already walked over and opened the car door on her side.

Chu Nanxi stretched out his left foot, and before the toes touched the ground, Li Hannian had already squatted down in front of her, reached over with his hand, and pinched her pavein.

She looked at her suspiciously, and as soon as her feet were loosened, he had already taken off her high heels, put them aside, took the women's canvas shoes from the shoebox next to her, loosened the laces, held her feet with one hand, and put them on her feet with the other.

The man is half-squatting on the grass, and his movements are smooth and natural.

It was as if he had done this countless times.