How deep is the love?

I don't know what to do, so I always fall in love.

"Senior." She shouted, her voice shaking.

"I'm here." He also responded gently.

"You ......" she suddenly didn't know what to say, in fact, she really wanted to say something.

He seems to have a thousand words, and he seems to be very cautious, but he feels that there are thousands of mountains and rivers between him and him.

She lowered her head, and the affectionate words he had just spoken in her ears came from her, and she was happy to have him.

Rong Wanqi smiled charmingly at Qiao Muqi and leaned comfortably into his arms.

Qiao Muqi enjoyed the reality of her in his arms, and he took off his coat and planned to sleep well. He wasn't going to sleep in the guest room, he was going to sleep with her, it was a decision he had made a long time ago.

She's going to have to sleep with him in the future, and she's going to have to get used to it.

Qiao Muqi lifted the quilt and lay in, his strong and powerful arm stretched out from the back of her head, took the little person leaning on him in his arms, helped her find a comfortable position, let her pillow in the crook of his arm, he hugged her tightly, and gradually fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, Qiao Muqi thought that this was the first time he had hugged her to sleep, and he really felt her presence, and this sense of reality filled his heart.

On the seventh day of the evening, I want you to accompany me like this from now on. Qiao Muqi's consciousness before falling asleep.

The next morning, Rong Wanqi opened her eyes, and the hardness under her face and the entanglement around her waist made her confused. Blinking at the person asleep in front of her, she felt peace in her heart.

After a while, she saw that he showed no signs of waking up, and began to gently grab the arm around her waist, she tried to make herself light, and finally put his arm on himself, Rong Wanqi wanted to turn over and get out of bed.

As soon as Rong Wanqi sat up, he was pulled back by a violent force.

"Where?" Qiao Muqi's voice was hoarse with a hint of charm.

Rong Wanqi fell into his arms all of a sudden, and was tightly wrapped by his powerful arm. She looked up to meet his sleepy-eyed eyes.

"Senior......

"Did you sleep well?" He* her forehead, and bowed his head * to her lips.

Rong Wanqi subconsciously responded to him, causing him greater pleasure, his thin lips pressed up, and he tossed and turned for a while.

"Uh-huh........." Rong Wanqi whispered softly in her throat, she couldn't bear his frequent kiss and enthusiasm.

After a long while, Qiao Muqi saw that the consciousness of the little person under him began to drift, so he was willing to let her go, and pecked his red and swollen lips a few times, and he hugged her tighter with pity.

"Evening seven, I love you." Qiao Muqi was moved and couldn't help but say to her that after five years, she was finally an adult.

Rong Wanqi's watery eyes became clear after hearing those three words.

Her eyes sparkled. The senior said to himself, I love you?

Qiao Muqi saw that she heard clearly, and the restrained love in the past five years gushed out at this moment, he hugged her tightly, kept kissing her cheek, and muttered: "I love you, I love you......"

Rong Wanqi couldn't react in any way, her brain and ears were buzzing, she could hear the strong feelings in his voice, but she was very ignorant, for love, she felt that it was empty and untouchable.

Rong Wanqi felt that love was like wine for the first time, and the more she drank, the more intoxicated she became.