Gu Xiayang kissed for a while, and then let go of the lips he had missed for a long time with a strong reluctance, looking at the moist red lips that had been slightly reddened, he couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple.

"You...... You are not allowed to come here, and we will have dinner together later!" Han Jianing glared, reminding with a hint of shyness.

Her eyes involuntarily drifted to the door.

At this time, someone came over, then the capitalization society died!

The corners of Gu Xiayang's mouth rose, and she turned her head back with a bit of domineering, "At this time, no one will come to disturb you."

"You know again!"

"Otherwise, you think you've been here for so long, why haven't the elders moved?" Gu Xiayang asked softly.

Han Jianing was all strained, and couldn't help blushing a little, she reached out to cover her face and wailed, "I don't have a face to see anyone!"

She knew it! Just know!

How could it be so easy to slip away!

It turns out that everyone knows it, but they just don't say it.

But this tacit understanding, she doesn't want wow......

"We're getting married, and A-Ning is getting more and more shy."

Gu Xiayang's fingers broke Han Jianing's hand on his face little by little, and the two of them shook each other with a slight force, and he lowered his head and landed a light kiss on the back of Han Jianing's hand.

"You cheeky skin, now you're getting more and more shameless!"

Han Jianing scolded angrily, she was really speechless, why did the old man who was originally cold and abstinent become such a dog!

If she had known that he was like this, she would never have agreed to be together.

It's a loss!

It's a loss!

This man was bullied by her before, and since she got a name, she has never taken advantage of it!

It's so angry!

Han Jianing silently clenched his back molars.

"Now, immediately, immediately, get rid of the unrealistic crankiness in your head."

Gu Xiayang lowered his head again as he spoke, and landed a shallow kiss on Han Jianing's delicate red lips, and deliberately bit it, with a threat: "Otherwise, I will punish you."

"Humph!"

Han Jianing snorted angrily, she pinched Gu Xiayang's waist hard, and said in a very vicious tone, "You be careful of me, now, immediately, immediately turn around and run!"

"Aning, I've already lost you once, how can I give you another chance to escape."

Gu Xiayang's eyes were as gentle as water, his fingers hooked Han Jianing's hair one by one, and he kept playing with it, and there seemed to be a trace of demagogy in his tone, and he slowly said word by word: "My heart, my heart, my people."

Han Jianing's heartbeat sped up a lot, she didn't want to admit that at that moment just now, her heart was beating wildly, her heart was really bewitched.

The words "sweetheart" are constantly magnifying in her heart as if they have magic, and with a tingling feeling, they continue to sprout and thrive from the depths of her heart, and it is impossible to ignore in an instant.

The strangeness in his heart that was difficult to hide made it impossible for Han Jianing to face Gu Xiayang calmly.

She struggled to get up in his arms, muttering, "Didn't you say let me try on clothes, why don't you take them out?"

Gu Xiayang knew that his sweetheart wanted to escape, but he didn't say anything, gently and carefully let her go, and helped her stand firmly, "Don't worry, I'll get it for you."

Seeing him get up to get his clothes, Han Jianing breathed a sigh of relief, her hand couldn't help but touch the teacup on the side, and when she pressed it against her lips, she found that the teacup was already empty.

She blinked, first looked at Gu Xiayang with a weak heart, and saw that he didn't look back, so she lowered her eyes and poured water silently.

The cold tea entrance calmed Han Jianing's heart a little to a certain extent.

She only paid attention to Gu Xiayang's studio at this time, she hadn't been here for a long time, the table was unusually clean and tidy, and every time she came before, some cloths would be piled up more or less.

Why is it so clean today?

Lately rotten

Not working anymore?

She was a little surprised, followed Gu Xiayang, and found that at some point, a curtain was actually hung in his studio.

Just enough to block his figure.

She stepped forward curiously, "Are you looking for treasure inside?"

"Indeed looking for my little darling." Gu Xiayang held a skirt in his hand, lifted the curtain, and walked out.

"Let's try."

The first time Han Jianing saw this skirt, he was attracted to it, and the gradient tie-dyed red was dazzling and gorgeous like a cloud.

She recognized it at a glance as the one she had dyed herself two months ago, "This piece of cloth you used!"

"Our wedding dress, of course, has to be dyed by A-Ning's own hands, and I can make it myself."

Han Jianing couldn't wait to take the skirt, and after walking to the curtain with Gu Xiayang, she began to change clothes.

Gu Xiayang didn't leave, his eyes fell on the silhouette reflected on the curtain.

"Oops!" Han Jianing let out a low snort.

"What's wrong?" Gu Xiayang's hand fell on the curtain and did not move.

"Stuck in my hair." Through the curtain, Han Jianing's voice came aggrieved.

She is a little helpless and a little frustrated, and today is a little uncomfortable!

She thought that this skirt looked better with long hair, so she loosened the ponytail that was tied up high, who would have thought that it would get stuck when she pulled the zipper.

She struggled several times, but she couldn't save her hair, but it became tighter and tighter, pulling her scalp and hurting.

Gu Xiayang lifted the curtain, and his eyes were smooth and beautiful, with beautiful curves, so that he couldn't take his eyes off half a minute.

"Hurry up." Han Jianing urged repeatedly.

"Don't move."

Gu Xiayang's voice was low, and his fingers stretched out to the position of the zipper.