Ruan Haocheng's warm breath sprayed on Tian Xinmiao's neck from time to time, and streams of electricity were also transmitted from there to every part of her body.

And when the electric current passes through the heart, it seems to flow through the body of the frightened rabbit and the happy fawn, the frightened rabbit is overwhelmed by the impact of the electric current, and seems to faint, while the deer that jumped happily is more energetic and jumps more happily.

Tian Xinmiao bit her lip lightly, trying to control her breathing, for fear that she would lose her heart and lose herself if she was not careful.

After a while, Ruan Haocheng really couldn't control his heartbeat that was beating faster and faster, and the breath he was trying to hold back also made his chest seem to be overwhelmed.

Reluctantly, he slowly slid his right hand out of the bulge, then carefully withdrew his left hand and lay down.

However, his heartbeat did not slow down because of this, and the remaining touch of the tip of his hand made him feel the urge to touch it again.

In desperation, Ruan Haocheng had to quietly climb down the kang, opened the door carefully, went out lightly, and then quietly closed the door.

Tian Xinmiao, who was holding her breath and was also holding her breath extremely hard, finally relaxed her breathing and opened her eyes with some trepidation.

She slowly put her right hand on her chest, and the fawn was still jumping happily, which made her a little overwhelmed at the moment.

She thought that her heart was dead, and she thought that she would be able to control her own heart, and no longer beat happily for others, but in this short time, her heart began to mess again.

Maybe it was because of his care for her, as well as the love and affection for him in his eyes, that made her heart beat up.

She inexplicably had some expectations, expecting that this person would love her, feel sorry for her, and treat her as a treasure.

Tian Xinmiao pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly, how could it be, she has been in love for four years, and she keeps saying that she loves her, but she has been struggling for seven or eight years, and when life is finally better, she says that change will change, how can she expect him who is no different from strangers.

Thinking of this, her heartbeat seemed to calm down instantly.

Tian Xinmiao smiled self-deprecatingly, then closed his eyes, and while he still cherished himself, he had a good rest first, and the most important thing was to let his body recover.

In the night of April and May, the coolness was still a little deep, and the dense leaves of the walnut tree in the courtyard rubbed against each other to make a slight rustling sound in the breeze.

I don't know whose watchdog in the village barked twice, and suddenly the other watchdogs in the village all barked, and the silent village night became lively for a while.

Ruan Haocheng sat on the platform in front of the hut, thinking of leaving after two or three days, full of reluctance.

Should he catch a dog for his daughter-in-law, or accompany her when he is away?

The day after tomorrow is Sunday, Hao Ming should be able to go home, he has to tell Hao Ming that his daughter-in-law is soft, so he must protect her.

The sorrow of parting made the charm in his heart disappear, and his heart was full of reluctance and unease for his daughter-in-law.

When Ruan Haocheng returned to the house, Tian Xinmiao had already entered the dream.

After lying on the kang on Tian Xinmiao's side, Ruan Haocheng still carefully stretched his left arm under Tian Xinmiao's neck, pulled the quilt over the two of them with his right hand, and then gently put his right hand on the outside of the quilt on her waist.

His nose was close to the back of her neck, and he sniffed it gently, then closed his eyes in satisfaction.

He had to remember that it was the smell of his daughter-in-law, which seemed to have a faint smell of grass and a faint scent of flowers.

What is the fragrance of flowers?

Ruan Haocheng tried his best to search for his memory, but before he could find it, he had already entered his dream.