Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!There are too many men now only to say how good I am to you and what I have done for you.

In fact, it is nothing more than want to get it from the woman.

But he said that he had not given her anything, so real.

"Okay, I decided, I'll give it to you the day you marry me," Lausanne quilted down, lying down with his mouth covered, only showing a pair of bright, clear eyes.

Every year Ting froze, his lips slightly painful.

Ten thousand words in my heart.

Just now I was worried about my heart,

Now he is terrible.

"Actually what I meant just now... You don't need to be because your father and I are one, but you can think about something else. See if you love me so much, is it okay..."

"..."

Lausanne was speechless. Where did the justification just leave?

"Who just said it was important to watch my first time, and then, when I helped you wipe your body before, weren't you strong enough to stand by yourself, not even cold water," Lausanne swallowed with a smile. .

"It was because there was no girlfriend at the time, and it is different now," Nian Jun Ting turned around, sitting straight and staring at her.

It looked like Xiao Si saw the bones and was drooling.

"Dream," Lausanne threw out his tongue, digging into the bed and ignored him.

Ting Jiao looked at the quilt for a while, and silently curled up with a tall body lying beside her.

Lausanne didn't hear the movement outside in the quilt. About a minute later, it was really uncomfortable. He quietly ripped open the quilt and found that the average annual Ting shrunk into a bow-shaped back to her.

His back was slightly bowed, there were shallow scars on his skin, his back was lean and the lines were perfect.

It's the kind of back that makes people feel safe.

"You will catch a cold like this," Lausanne split the quilt over half and covered him.

He didn't move.

"Hey, you wouldn't be angry like this," Lausanne asked tentatively.

"Don't talk to me, I'm holding back now," Ting Ting's tight, hoarse voice came over. "I've only reached half of the long march of 25,000 miles."

Lausanne: "..."

What do you hold on to the long march?

Lausanne almost smirked.

After a while, she bit her lip and slowly leaned in, her delicate body pressed against his back.

The average annual Ting's back trembles and his breathing becomes thicker.

Lausanne blushed red, his white hands crawling slowly along his waist.

I don't know how long it has been.

His low hum suddenly sounded in the air.

When he came out, the annual average Ting was lying on the bed and staring at her with a smile, "Lolo, for the time being, my happiness will be given to you."

"Sleep," Lausanne turned off the light directly, sleeping on the edge of the bed by the moonlight outside.

"It's cold, allow you to hold me to sleep," Nian Junting dragged her over and pulled him into his arms.

His chest was hot, and a familiar fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

Lausanne was so tired that he finally fell asleep soundly next to him.

....

The next morning there was class at 8:30 and Lausanne woke up at seven.

"Why did you get up so early," Ting's average year-round sleepy elbow looked at her.

"Make breakfast," Lausanne rolled his hair and glanced at him.