Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!The average annual Ting opened his mouth to bite down.

Lausanne closed his eyes, but waited for a long time, but only felt that he lightly bit on her wrist.

She opened her eyes and smiled at her when she squinted. A handsome face was decorated with light and light dotted on top of her head. "Your hands are tender and tender, I can't bear to bite, but you can kiss."

After he finished speaking, a fine kiss followed her arm all the way, across her clothes, to her neck.

"Itchy," Lausanne lurked into the sofa.

Ting climbed up every year, his arms pressed against her, her head slightly drooping, her voice hoarse, "Lolo, I feel uncomfortable."

Lausanne looked down, his pink earlobes stained with a thin layer of blush.

She hesitated for a moment...

A year of joy flashed in Ting's eyes, bowed his head, and kissed hard.

I was in the car before, and I wasn't happy enough.

Tonight, there are only two of them here, no need to worry about being disturbed by outsiders.

Kiss, toss and turn.

I don't know how long it has passed, and no progress has been made.

She wanted to cry without tears.

...............

"Your wound...okay?" Nian Junting stared at her eyes.

The blush on the face of Lausanne.

"Then change the place," the annual Ting smirked completely overwhelming her on the sofa.

....

More than ten minutes of porridge, Lausanne got into the bathroom like a steamed dried shrimp and took a bath.

After he came out, he climbed into the bed wearily, and Ting came in with an apple every year. "Wash it for you. You must eat an apple on Christmas Eve. Next year, you will be as safe as me."

"Thank you," Lausanne moved, shrinking into the bed and holding the apple bite by bite.

The next morning, when Lausanne woke up, she was the only one in the big bed. She sat up and found a pink box on the bedside table.

Open the lid, and there is a long black fishtail dress.

"Do you like it? This is a Christmas gift I gave you. You will be the focus of yours at the literary party in your school today," she said. The direction of the locker room suddenly came from the voice of Ting. He bent his lips and long. The windbreaker was paired with the scarf she gave him, and the gentleman had a hint of yapi.

"Like, it looks good," Lausanne lifted his small face. "Jun Ting, you are so kind to me."

The annual average Ting smiled proudly, "I will hold your hand under the eyes of everyone, let others know that this beautiful host belongs to me alone, I heard that Yi Jingxi will also go, so just Can kill him alive."

Lausanne was stunned for a while, funny, "Isn't he enough last time, boring, I'm going to wash."

Because there was an important host at night, she washed her hair again. When she came out, she was standing in front of the window with her cell phone, and she looked extremely grim.

"Okay, I know. I will take the most recent flight and I won't tell her."

Lausanne hardly ever saw his face so cold and anxious, and when he hung up the phone, he walked over and asked, "What happened?"

"Well, Ji Chuan got a gunshot wound when he was on a mission and is in rescue. I'm going to catch up with it," Nian Ting said, squeezing his mobile phone.