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Liu Ming stood up and slammed the lighter in Jing Shiyan's hand, watching the lighter snap into close contact with the ground and fall apart, Jing Shiyan scolded angrily: "Are you sick?!" ”

Liu Ming snatched the cigarette from her mouth, clenched it into a lump in the palm of his hand, and threw it into the ashtray of the coffee table.

Jing Shiyan was so angry that she turned around and left, Liu Ming grabbed her wrist, pulled her into her arms hard, and fell on the wide sofa, her strong body covering her delicate body......

The two hugged each other and lay on the sofa without leaving a gap, Liu Ming looked at Jing Shiyan, who was full of food, rubbing her head into his arms from time to time like a kitten.

He said emotionally: "Wife, marry me, I will be good to you for the rest of my life." ”

Jing Shiyan's body stiffened, her pretty face darkened, and she said coldly: "If you mention marriage again, I will move away from you tomorrow." ”

Liu Ming was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything, and he turned over and pressed her under him......

Late at night, on the big bed in the master bedroom, Jing Shiyan had fallen asleep, a little fire on the balcony of the living room was bright and dark in the dark night, Liu Ming was smoking a cigarette, looking up at the deep night sky as unfathomable.

Loving someone and knowing that the final outcome is that they can't be together, this kind of experience has no words, the sadness and helplessness of love is like a dark night, struggling and hopeless, reluctant, can't let go, can't leave, can't get, struggles, tortures, pain, knows that it is impossible but still looks forward to it, and there is no cure.

For Jing Shiyan, Liu Ming is both loving and afraid, he knows that he and Jing Shiyan are having a bad relationship, perverted, deformed, and unspeakable, but he can't let go, he can't let go, he can't let go, thinking that the woman he loves will be happy under a man who is not him in the future, his heart hurts, and his sour eyes moistened......

Jing Shiyan on the bed did not fall asleep, she was lazily curled up in the soft futon like a cat, and Liu Ming's body temperature was still left in the summer cool quilt, and his body fluids were also left in her body, with a faint bewitching aura, she wrapped her slender body from head to toe without revealing it.

With her eyes closed, a line of tears slipped down from the corners of Jing Shiyan's eyes and dripped onto the pillow towel, if Miao Miao was her second man, then Liu Ming was the third man she experienced.

Among Tang Yao, Miao Miao and Liu Ming, she knew that only Liu Ming loved her the most, and he loved her in his bones.

However, she was unwilling, unwilling to marry this reckless man like this, a reckless man who only had a Chinese beginning, a reckless man who even wrote his own name crookedly.

In the past few days, Tang Yao, who has been employed in Beijing, has called her from time to time, asking this and that, and seems to care about her very much.

From Tang Yao's words, there is a sign of reconciliation, but can it still be reconciled? Besides, do they have that "beginning"? Isn't she Jing Shiyan Rong Lulu's stand-in always accepted by Tang Yao?

That day, she took the initiative to drive to Liu Ming's community, but after receiving a call from Tang Yao, she was deeply stimulated and needed catharsis, catharsis of her body.

But I didn't expect that during this time, I had begun to become attached to Liu Ming's body.

She can't tell anymore, is this obsession and attachment sex or love for Liu Ming?

In Jing Shiyan's eyes, Liu Ming is not much more educated than Tang Yao and Miao Miao, and the others are not much worse than them.

Liu Ming, who is six years older than her, takes care of her diet and daily life considerately, and his appearance is full of masculinity, handsome and tough facial features, 1.8 meters tall, strong legs, tangled arms, bulging strong chest muscles, and the key is his kung fu that makes her want to die......

Hearing Liu Ming smoking in the living room, she didn't hold back after all, tomorrow is a weekend, so it's better to have some excitement to pass the long night.

She walked out of the master bedroom and came behind Liu Ming, wrapped her hands around his sturdy waist, rubbing his back like a kitten, and her hands were idle in front of him to tease his sensitive ......

When Han Xiang and his wife appeared in the courtyard of the orchard in a car, Miao Miao's father sighed to his wife who was practicing fly-headed Xiaokai in the newspaper: "Old woman, have you noticed, our son and daughter-in-law are nobles, since they live in the orchard, I really understand what the old people often say, what is poor and noisy no one asks, you have distant relatives in the mountains, am I right?" It's wrong, it's because Fu has distant relatives in the mountains, anyway, it's just a meaning, during this time, there are more guests coming to our orchard than in the previous year. ”

Miaomiao's mother put down the brush in her hand and looked through the glass window, "This guest is not here for our son and daughter-in-law, they are here for Xin'er, Han Wen's parents, they are here to see the future daughter-in-law, you go out to say hello." ”

During this time, Mrs. Yi and Miao Miao's mother have been observing Han Wen for a long time, and they have a thorough understanding of this boy's character, personality and temper, and Xin'er's future life can be assured that this child will be handed over.

Han Xiang's eyes lit up as he looked at Xin'er who came to greet him, "Little girl, do you still know me?" At the observation meeting that day, you stood in the pickup truck, I talked to you, and you booed me---"

The approachable Han Xiang learned from Xin'er that day with her middle finger erected to her mouth to "shhh", and the shy Xin'er suddenly recalled the events of that day and was so ashamed that she wanted to go into the hole.

Xin'er blushed and muttered in a low voice, "Uncle, I'm sorry." ”

Before his father Han Xiang answered, the corners of Han Wen's mouth raised a shallow arc, and he said softly: "Heart, our dad doesn't complain about you." ”

Xin'er stood a little behind Han Wen, stretched out her hand and grabbed the soft flesh on Han Wen's waist and twisted it fiercely.

Han Wen endured the pain, his body stiffened slightly, and turned his head to look at the little woman who was blowing his beard and glaring at him, his eyes were full of smiles and doting.

Xin'er looked at Han Wen, who was smiling like a flower, deflated, withdrew her hand, and greeted Han Wen's mother, who had been smiling at her, respectfully: "Hello Auntie, welcome to my house." ”

Han Wen's mother read from her son's eyes and smile, the stupid son will not marry Xin'er in his life, and his son has hated others touching the muscles in his waist the most since he was a child.

She stepped forward and took her future daughter-in-law's hand and said with a smile: "Xin'er, how old are you?" ”

"In two months, I'll be 20 years old." Xin'er looked at her nose and her nose and replied in a regular manner.

Han Wen's mother directly said: "More than three years younger than Han Wen, okay, look at how compatible you two are?" ”

Miao Miao took Lulu's hand and came down from the computer garage, and he who had long been familiar with Han Wen's mother said with a smile: "Hello uncle and aunt, come into the house." ”

Han Wen's mother turned to look at her son's friend, and Lulu beside her was stunning and delicate, "Oh, Miao Miao, you and your daughter-in-law are also very compatible." Look, looking at these two pairs of young people who are a good match, Auntie also feels much younger. ”