At this moment, the orange light fell on the man's body, cutting out a clear outline, a clear appearance of upside down beings.

Su Jiuge opened his lips: "Did you make your hands like this because you couldn't step forward to help me up just now?"

The cold kiss fell on Su Jiuge's eyebrows, and Rong Xun's low and hoarse voice sounded slowly: "My baby, I didn't protect you."

Su Jiuge took a deep breath, his heart was so stirred that he couldn't speak, his beautiful face was dyed with misty confusion, and he threw himself into the man's arms, and said tremblingly: "No, you did a good job."

A person's life always has to serve many things.

It is impossible for a person to have only one thing in his life, and it is impossible to regard a person as the whole world.

You are his world, but there are other things in his world, this is the concept of love that Su Jiuge thinks, those irrational loves, who abandon everything for a person, are themselves realistic and non-existent.

Rong Xun has done enough for her.

"So," Rong Xun kissed her, "I'll hurt with you."

He said, "I'll be with you."

Su Jiuge nodded with a smile, and then shook his head again: "I don't hurt."

How can it hurt, he is the source of all sweetness.

"How old is my Koku?" Rong Xun gave Su Jiuge good medicine, hugged her, the two of them were very close, and the breath between the noses sprayed on Su Jiuge's face, burning Su Jiuge's skin and losing control of his heartbeat.

No matter how many times she was intimate, Su Jiuge still couldn't control her blushing heartbeat, and she said hesitantly: "Twenty-two."

There is a kind of man in this world, like poison coated in honey, who knows that he will be poisoned to death, but he still can't resist the sweetness of that moment.

Su Jiuge once thought that Rong Xun was such a person, but she knew at the moment that he was just the former, and she would not let her be pierced through her heart.

Rong Xun gently stroked her body with his big hand, and when he heard the words, he sighed with some regret: "It's still too young."

Su Jiuge didn't know why, his thoughts were all on his hands, and he stumbled and said, "What...... What the? ”

Rong Xun smiled, lowered his head and pecked her lips, as intimate as a whisper between lovers: "Just let you play for two more years."

Su Jiuge's heart was pounding, and although he didn't know what the man meant, he still nodded obediently.

Time is quiet, heaven and earth, accompanied by lovers.

The presidency was lost, and there seemed to be no unnecessary changes in her and Rong Xun's lives.

"Jiuge, can you taste the salt?" In the kitchen, Rong's mother called Su Jiuge.

Su Jiuge immediately dragged his slippers and trotted in, and Rong's mother scooped her a mouthful of soup with a spoon.

Su Jiuge drank with a smile and raised his thumb: "Auntie's cooking skills are amazing."

"If you like it, it's good to eat." Rong's mother is happy.

Rong's mother didn't let Su Jiuge into the kitchen, the original words were that she would cook for them for a lifetime when she was alive, and let Rong Xun cook for her when she died.

"Let's go out and sit, the smoke is too heavy." Rong's mother drove Su Jiuge out again.

"Auntie, I'll accompany you." Su Jiuge came to Rong's mother, she had never experienced the feeling of her mother's cooking.

"No, get out of here." Rong's mother urged.

The doorbell rang at this moment, and Su Jiuge said, "I'll open the door."

This is his and Rong Xun's vacation, this man has no friends, she doesn't have any in this world, she ran to open the door, and raised a smile: "Who ......"

The smile paused, and Su Jiuge said unhappily: "Why are you."