Seeing Li Ting leave, Dong Fang finally carried the shelf he was holding away.

I really miss the person in front of me.

Approaching, he grabbed the girl's wrist and dragged it into his arms in the direction.

After having an identity, he is domineering and tender, and he is no longer as cautious as before.

The huge palm stroked the girl's hair, and then stroked the woman's fragrant shoulder and scratched it shallowly.

"Wearing too little."

At this time, the woman was also immersed in his closed embrace, her cheeks were next to his coat, and she smelled a very refreshing smell of laundry detergent, which was reassuring.

"It's not cold at all."

"Didn't you just arrive in Yishi in the afternoon, why did you come here?"

Both of them enjoyed the fullness of their arms, so the words they spoke were lazy and gentle.

"I knew that my girlfriend's car was limited today, so I came over to be a driver."

The woman suddenly raised her head, and she became more and more unafraid of the man's sight, "Then aren't you afraid that I will make an appointment with someone else and you will run away?" ”

"I know you won't, but I didn't expect to see the future mother-in-law."

While speaking, the man sighed vaguely, and he was scared when he thought about it, but fortunately he didn't rush up and hug him directly.

The woman also followed him to have fun after hearing this, and originally wanted to take Li Ting's hitchhike and let her take her home today, but she didn't expect that there was an exclusive driver waiting for her outside.

Then Zhao Yiran told her that Li Ting also worked in the theater.

As the night fell, a pair of lovers were finally reunited.

After snuggling, Dong Fang drove to Zhao Yiran's house. None of them want to be disturbed by any noisy environment right now.

Although neither of them is very skilled in cooking, it is still easy to barely fill a few home-cooked dishes.

It was also in the process of cooking this time that Zhao Yiran felt the huge gap between her and the man next to her.

For example, when taking eggs from the refrigerator, a man can hold three eggs in one hand and is still stable, while he needs to hold two eggs in battle with two hands.

The beautiful enamel pot he could use one hand from the front of the stove to the table, and she preferred not to cook with such a heavy pot.

But then I thought about it, and on the way back, I held my strong and powerful palm all the way.

The skin is not delicate, and it can even be said to be a little rough. As dark as his complexion, his nails were neatly built, but the palms inside, especially the joints of his fingers, were calluses of all sizes.

It's all the manifestation of touching the ball for more than 20 years.

was held by him, and he didn't feel awkward.

After dinner, the two of them leaned on the two-seater sofa in the living room, and Dong Fang naturally hugged the woman in his open arms, looking like a pair of lovers who had been dating for a long time from a distance, everything was so casual.

Behind Zhao Yiran was his broad and powerful back, and his head was just resting on his shoulder. Warm, as if leaning back on a heated couch.

She traced the outline of his thick palms over and over again, and he played with her loose strands.

Quietly, after a long time.

Men have recently been pushed to the forefront by public opinion, and the reports of various marketing accounts are still non-stop these days. I had a video with Zhao Yiran that night, and I originally thought very well, saying that when I returned to Yishi, I would find an opportunity to ask someone to take a few photos for them.

Then he threw it on the Internet and told everyone who followed him that he already had a girl around him who was concerned.

But now this situation, if it is to disappear completely, I am afraid that it will take a long, long time.

That proves that he can't make any noise, including publicizing Zhao Yiran's existence.

Because as long as he says it, the person who has anything to do with him will become the next object to be discussed.

"I don't care about that, whether people on the Internet know it or not doesn't affect us anything." The woman replied quietly, she had always taken these things very lightly, and never cared about the influence of those who did not matter in her feelings.

The people she recognizes are all good.

"But I want them to think of you when they mention me." The man said.

It is the kind of reaction that whenever someone mentions Dong Fang, they can think of him saying that the girl he loves in his heart is called Zhao Yiran.

Maybe you really meet the girl you love, you can't help but tell the world.

"It's nothing to announce it now, and when the time comes, tell them that we've been talking about it for ten or eight years, then it's cool."

The woman's tone seemed to take the present very seriously, and the frivolous words directly pulled the ambition to a few years later.

An imperceptible smile flashed on Dong Fang's face, and he whispered her name.

As she turned her face for a moment, she lowered her head and pecked the woman's lip, which was soft and glutinous, and the position was just right.

didn't stop and pulled away, and seemed to be very proud to look at the woman who was reacting.

After a successful sneak attack, Zhao Yiran lost the kiss.

Then he said, "I can't wait to talk to you for ten or eight years, and I want to propose marriage now." ”

The man's warm eyes were affectionate and honest, and Zhao Yiran looked at the bright light reflected in his eyes, like a sea full of love that deeply wrapped himself, making people irresistible.

Then Jiao Didi said, "That's your business in the future, it doesn't work to tell me." ”

If you want to propose, you have to find your parents, so she doesn't want to marry herself off.

"I'll have to ask you if you'd like to."

The man's smile was so intoxicating when he looked at her, Zhao Yiran immediately looked away and didn't want to get drunk in this charming and gentle township, but the crimson of his ears and cheeks still appeared first.

As night falls, the city is finally going to fall asleep after a busy day, and the dim yellow light in the room makes people want to go on so leisurely.

Dong Fang broke the peaceful atmosphere and moved the woman in his arms, "Asleep?" ”

The person in his arms moved, did not raise his head, and muttered in a low voice, "Sleepy." ”

The two of them chatted about this action for a while and stopped for a while, and she couldn't help but have Darla's eyelids in the silence just now.

"Then you go wash up and go to bed, okay?"

When Zhao Yiran heard this, he supported the gap of the sofa under him with his hand, straightened up to look at him, and subconsciously said, "What about you?" ”

"I'll go back to the club." Looking at the sleepy and tired look on the woman's face, she was even more pitiful than she was on weekdays.

"It's not reluctant, you want me to stay, right?"

Zhao Yiran realized something, put away the attention in his eyes, leaned on the sofa behind him, and looked like nothing had happened, much more energetic than just now, "I don't have it." ”

But it does seem that I was a little lost the moment I heard him say that he was leaving.

But I really didn't want to leave him overnight, so I might just be reluctant to let him go.

"I can't stay, I don't dare to be so presumptuous on the first night."

Love is restraint, at least initially, love is restraint of possession.

Leaning forward and hugging the woman's soft body again, the all-round touch made him feel more impulsive to stay, and finally said in a low voice, "I will pick you up every day in the future, and I will stay with you if I don't do anything except training." ”

Zhao Yiran leaned lightly on his shoulder and leaned harder against the man's neck, it turned out that love was really dependent, Dong Fang only had one more identity than before, and he actually didn't want to be separated from him more and more.

Love at night is the most emotional.

Feeling the movement of the person in his arms, Dong Fang kissed the woman's forehead again.

When the man came to the door to get dressed, he happened to notice that there was an extra picture frame on the retro cabinet in the small entrance.

It was placed to the right of the scented candle.

A brown paper-colored background with several petals scattered in the frame.

If you look closer, you know, "So obedient?" ”

The flowers framed inside were the bouquets that Dong Fang gave her at the wedding that day. After such a long time, he originally just wanted the woman to put it at home when the flowers were not wilting, but he didn't expect to make dried flowers and set them in the photo frame.

The woman behind him was still a little shy because of her careful thinking and being seen by the party: "You said it several times that day, how could you not remember." ”

Dong Fang felt very happy, turned around and opened his arms to "hug." ”

This time it was the woman who took the initiative to enter her arms, accompanied by the scent of monastery roses lit beside her, although she hugged the person in her arms very tightly and tightly.

For a moment, Dong Fang was also confused.

I remember that the last time was around this time, and he and Zhao Yiran were also two people in this place, but the atmosphere was conflicting.

No one expected that the two who stood here again would become lovers.

Dong Fang felt that his body was on fire, a raging fire.

"I don't want to leave all of a sudden."

"You're driving, not walking." Gradually loosening the embrace, the woman wanted to look up at him.

What was waiting was not what he said.

The same warm and soft lips covered her again, no longer as gently as just now, and the lips that came up tentatively rubbed like a gentle caress on the abdomen.

The force gradually deepened between the movements, and the lingering made people crispy and numb.

After a while.

"Good night, Dabao."

The man's voice is a sluggish after the fed.

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Dong Fang also rented a house in Yishi before, but he didn't live there often. Most of them usually live in the club's dormitory except for clutter.

It's very convenient to go out for training.

Now that the second phase is over, the third phase will not begin until after the Gregorian New Year.

So during this time, in addition to daily training, Dong Fang really went to Zhao Yiran every day.

On the one hand, the closer to the end of the year, the more complicated the program tasks on the woman's side become, and the rehearsals are almost uninterrupted every day. There is no chance for the two to meet except after work;

Another point is that some fans and reporters often gather at the door of the club, and now that the black whistle incident comes out, there are more people who are watching Dong Fang.

So I usually wait for Zhao Yiran to get off work at night, and the man will pick her up again.

It's good to go home or hang out outside. After going back and forth, Dong Fang finally got his wish a few days before New Year's Day.

Lived with a woman.

It was not in vain that he worked hard as a driver and cook every day for a month, and the woman wanted him to run a few less trips for convenience, which also happened to fall into the man's scheme.

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At this point, the volume is over.