Landing On My Heart

This feels too magical.

After returning home, he was taking it for a while.

She actually kissed Fun.

Now that she still feels his breath with his breath, the ear seems to haunt the sound.

Her brain is like the original hormone driven like uncontrolled.

When the elevator door opened, although she was blocked by Fu Ming, she still imagined the old lady who saw the door to see the Metro grandfather to see the mobile phone expression.

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This is too life, Fu Ming gave her something to give her, kissing people to spend hundreds, completely lingering. If she is finally kicked with him, he may not have to stop.

Alcohol is brain.

I don't know if he is drinking too much tonight or awake.

Yan Siwei walked into the living room. After a closet with a mirror, I saw that my lipstick left, the original red turned into a faint orange, and the position of the lips was wiped.

It seems that I am reminding that she has just been with Fu Ming.

Yan Si did changed clothes, lying into the bathtub, soaking a bath, the mobile phone said without stopping, dripping.

She grabbed her hand and looked at it. It is Xiao Zhen and Yan Yu chatted in the group.

Si Xiazhen sent a few Korean screenshots in the group.

[Si Xiazhen]: Hey, this elevator kiss, I am very happy.

: "..."

She released her mobile phone and stared at the ceiling for a while, and I felt still shaking, so I took it again.

Don't say, the posture in the screenshot is a bit like today.

The male protagonist is also worn in a suit, and the heroine is blocked in the corner and kisses.

Continuous back is a bit like Fu Ming.

[Si Xiazhen]: Hey, such a sweet kiss when I am, my posture is placed.

: "..."

[Si Xiazhen]: Hey, I want a man who kisses me in the elevator.

: "..."

Yan Si is to the end of the peak screen without bubbling, lying in the bathtub, heartbeat has not slowed down, the heat is lingering, the whole person is dizzy.

She felt that she was unconsciously gone in Fu Ming today.

Today, the weather is not good during the day, the clouds are rushing, and the heavy rain is going down. At night, the moonlight opens the fog, revealing a bending hook.

Fu Mingpened downstairs, the thumb wiped the lips, under the moonlight, the lipstick residue of the finger abdomen has a touch of light pearlescent.

The driver is still waiting for the roadside. After he got on the bus, he took a paper towel and wiped the lipstick on his mouth.

The lipstick left on the mouth is transferred to a white paper towel, a shallow red. The visual stimulus shifted the sensory memories, Fu Ming took the neck and recalling the scene just.

When the elevator door is about to close again, Yan Si is like a dream to wake up, and the next consciousness bites him, the strength is not small, and the mouth is still in the moment.

And her hands were held in his chest, and she was angry for a while, and her blush came to the neck root. She said: "There is someone in your home. You still don't go back and want to do this. Do you want to be like this?

I don't know if it is good or funny. Fu Ming stood the paper towel in his hand, and the mouth smiled in his mouth.

"Go to the Lake Museum."

Previously, He Lanxiang suddenly called him, saying that the bean bean is sick, half-length, dead, let him go back to see his dog.

Her tone is not resistant, and sharp voice is somewhat thin, it sounds like a pet, but it is like a accusation of Fu Ming to abandon the birth son.

With Fu Ming to the understanding of Helanxiang, it is expected that it is not good tonight.

After half an hour, the car parked at the door of the villa.

Fu Ming, opened the door of the first floor, and the peas rushed over.

He touched his head and touched the head of the peas, and the in the living room, but he didn't see Helan Xiang.

Luo Ah came over and took over the coat taken off and pointed to him.

Fu Ming did not care, first took a glass of water, and he slowly drunk before the window.

Half cup of water, the familiar sound came up.

"You also know it back? You also know that you have a home?"

Fu Ming said back: "This dress is good."

He Lanxiang did not buy his account, his hands stood on the stairs, which made her have the wind in the momentum.

"Originally, I thought you were busy, I couldn't see the figure. But what is the meaning of moving the model all, is it completely moved?"

Fu Ming, did not deny it.

He seems to have this idea.

At this time, Luo Aunt took Fu Ming to the coat of the coat, ready to clean up, after the Helan Xiang, the shares belong to the woman's fragrance.

He Lanxiang smiled, "I know, I can't see the figure in ten days and a half, I am girlfriend, I want to give you a phone call you may not even go home, is it?"

I think of the kiss that has not been rejected tonight, Fu Mingfei is not in the "girlfriend".

He Lanxiang is coming down, stops from the place from him, and the sight is slowly sweeping from the top.

"This is nothing, but no more, you have the palms on your face ..."

Fu Mingzhiyi, "" Bai Yang told you? "

"This also uses Baiyang to tell me?" He Lanxiang voice suddenly pulled up two degrees, "You are giving birth, I still don't know? You really don't know you, I can't do it? You have a twenty-four hours Wear it, don't eat, don't pick it up. "

Fu Mingfei only felt that his brain is sinking. If you don't want to continue this topic, you are going to take a shower on the building, but it is pulled by Helanxiang.

"You don't explain who is playing? Is it a woman?" She thought, no men greeted with the slap, and finger their faces, said, "This will have a girlfriend ... you can't Yes ... chaotic men's relationship? "

He Lanxiang feels too right.

On the one side, I plan to move out, I don't have a home, and there is a fragrant flavor. On the side, it is a Babard, except for men and women, there is no other reason.

"Fu Ming tells you that you can't do this, I can't afford this person."

Fu Ming took the eyebrow bone, I really don't know how to communicate with my thoughts from time to time to Siberia's mother.

"Your fun, don't worry."

He Lan Xiang is stunned, and he will react to Fu Mingfei.

"what."

Then your young people will play.

Night is like water, autumn moon is white, through the curtains into the room, sprinkle a slut light, quiet and soft.

The dream of Fu Ming is not like this, and the scene in the night will reproduce again.

He also saw the eyes of Yan Si, with water vapor, more than this color, and the mold is fugged in his reflection.

She held his neck with her hands, and the chin smoked his jaw and the action was very slow.

He hangs his eyes, watching the shoulder, buttons on her clothes, the next inch moves to the waist ...

On the middle of the night, I woke up, Fu Ming went to see the window, the moonlight was translucent, and the arc bent like her mouth.

He shouted and got up and washed the second bath tonight.

At five o'clock in the morning, the alarm should sound on time.

open his eyes, staring at the ceiling, blinking, pulling back to the sorrow.

There is still a little hot, she took the chest, immediately got up and went to wash.

No matter how there is any flight task on the same day, her morning run is a habit of thunder, in addition to maintaining physical fitness, and it is also a static role.

After an hour and a half, Yan Siyi appeared in the World Air Technology Building.

When the morning is always the busiest every morning, the airborne person is pulling the flying box from each channel, and the sound of the roller is bundled. The signing department paper is full of Tianfei, and the phone number of the flight plan will never stop.

Yan Sizhen met on the road to the members of this unit, walked towards the meeting room, there is a shadow in the ear, there is a chat, but these voices are in the moment, in the moment, in the moment. .

Fu Mingfei seems to have inductance, standing in the glass gallery, turning a little, and then continue to go to the elevator.

He followed many people behind him and did not pay attention to his subtle action.

But Yan Si knows, he is watching her.

Probably because of last night, now the light is looking at the crowd in the crowd, and Yan Si is not so simple.

The temperature of the cheeks is not normal again.

What do you do?

Can you calm down.

Isn't it just a kiss?

Isn't the tongue playing one?

What is good?

His face is nothing, don't have anything, what is your face? !

She quickly coughed and lifted the feet toward the meeting room.

Next second, the phone rang.

As if there is any premonition, she takes out the mobile phone, and it is the news of Fu Mingfei.

[Fu Mingfei]: Send me a message after returning.

Look, how calm people are.

The captain has been earlier today, and the flight has been signed, and the oil is added, so everyone will go straight into the theme.

The weather is good, the route is familiar, there is no need to visit, so this collaboration will be very short, after the end, a group prepares a board.

Since time is early, there is a flight attendant to pull the Terminal to buy it.

Today is the weekend, the terminal building is particularly versatile, Zheng Ya'an and Dong Zai's payment toward the first class lounge, holding a night, spending ten minutes, still finished.

"I originally hated Fu Mingfei, but I was drinking with her that night, she spit it more accurate than me, and I made me rose very much for him. As a result, she quickly followed Fu Ming. What is this routine? Is she deliberate? It is too little to know. Can I still hit the enemy? "

Dong Yi listened to Zheng Ya'an's vomiting, although I didn't know who she said, but I also felt that it was just the trick between the children, not put it on my heart.

"Over the past, why should you put it again."

"No, I don't think it, I feel that I have been played."

Dong Yu slowly slowed down, slowly, she glantly, "Do you still like Fu Mingfei?"

"What jokes." Zheng Yao is full of eyes, "I now think that the feast is better than him."

Dong Yu is laughing, "Isn't it true? Is it less than the lace of feast? Just a lot of trouble, a good thing, is not a good person."

Zheng Yaoan heard the words, there are some heart-definitions.

At the beginning she was arrogant, he humued himself in this life. But her father, but I don't think this is nothing big. I even think that Fu Ming is doing it. It has been more than the relationship between the two interests. This is a small trouble, not to force her to continue with Fu Ming.

Zheng Yaoan feels that, regardless of Fu Ming to this person in the eyes of the elders, insulting her artistic attainment This is a three-view problem. Three views are absolutely impossible to come together.

However, her father is old and still in her ear, letting her put down the body, Fu Mingzhen can't pick anything, miss this store.

She couldn't stand it, she made that some ... The little rumors were accurately blowing Fu Mingfei in her father's image.

For example, she said, I went to Spain, Fu Ming, I saw the samba girl, I went to my eyes, and I didn't take a car with her, who did not have anyone in the car.

At the same time, he said that he is not clear to the female staff in the company, and she has seen it when she went to Shihang.

This seemingly nothing tells, there is so point meant, plus Zheng Ya'an is a young man, her father didn't think she lied. I thought about it carefully, Fu Mingfei this long phase, it seems that this is normal.

Without the feelings, you can slowly cultivate, but he does not believe in the story of the prodigal son, no matter how big the two marriage benefits, you don't want the daughter to marry such a person, this thing is even.

However, Zheng Ya'an's father is a very strict person. I have never listened to the idleness of others. The most is to talk to Dong Yi, and Dong Yu is also a person who doesn't love to say it, so this rumor will definitely not Since Zheng Yaoan dares to do it.

"I think it is too much." Zheng Yaoan went back again. "I trusted her, I have never seen a few faces, I have to reveal my heart, and she is good."

Going to the door of the first class, Miss Yingbin question marks to them, Zheng Yao security has a mouth, and we will take an eye, see a familiar figure in the side of the drink file, stopping immediately.

"Ah! It's really saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao is."

Dong Yi returned, "What?"

"It's her, I just said."

Because Fu Mingfei's relationship, Yan Sizhen has not been fluctuated for a long time. It is often the way to launch a plane, so she is also turned off in the cockpit today.

After returning in the afternoon, the sky has been black, and there is a rainy trend.

She booted, many WeChat news came one after another, a striker replied, pulling it below, is Fu Ming to give her in the morning.

I thought about it, gave him back "".

Fu Ming, let her go to the underground parking lot waiting for a while, he immediately came over.

Yan Siwei looked at this weather, it may rain in twenty minutes.

During this time, she has almost used to Fu Ming to pick up her, so turned to the parking lot.

The SMS high-rise parking space is specially divided into a piece, and there are not many people in time, very quiet.

After the elevator took the elevator, I didn't know where Fu Mingfei's parking space, stood in the elevator hall.

When I brush Weibo, come in a text message and look up directly to preview the content.

Dong Yu: There is something to tell you, pick up the phone.

When Shi Wei, Shi Ziqing took the phone to read the mood, but when she was really, she would not be able to hold, such as the last time her aunt sick thing, if she didn't pick up, maybe I still do so far.

After a few seconds, Dong Hui's phone was there.

Siwei picked up, directly asked: "I went to watch my aunt in two days."

"It's not telling you this matter." Dong Yu just got off the plane, deliberately avoiding Zheng Yaoan, calling on the bathroom.

"What thing?"

Dong Yi sinks.

She is hard to maintain with the most basic daily exchanges of Siwei, and suddenly the kind of thing suddenly, I don't know how to open it.

But listening to Zheng Yanyan today and said that Yan Si and Fu Mingfei's relationship, she thought of a while, or decided to talk to Yan Si.

"You are with Fu Mingfei ...?"

Yan Siwei heard the words, and the other hand clenched the rod of the flying box.

"Zheng You said with you?"

"Do you know her?"

"She told you this thing, can we don't know?"

Dong Yi took a breath, the more soft tone, "she said with me, I know today."

Yan Si is inexplicably blocked.

Today, I only know that I will call her, so I am so careful, is it afraid that she grabs the man of Zheng Yaoan?

"Do you know Fu Ming? I mean, his condition may be more attractive to girls, but some things you don't necessarily understand, maybe he is not so suitable for you ..."

"Do you know me again? How do you know that we are not suitable?" When he heard this, he was a little angry, nor did you talk to Dong Yi, "I have been twenty years old, I have my own judgment, you don't have to use Tell this with me. "

Dong Yuyu: "You listen to me first ..."

"You don't have to say anything, we are together, I don't need to know my boyfriend from others, just like this."

Yan Si did not hung up the phone.

However, because the emotions caused by this phone call have not been fixed, the heart is another layer of waves.

- She saw a person behind him through the marble wall in front of him.

Don't look back, you know who is.

Recalling what I just said, Yan Shu's brain "" sounded, suddenly there was an impulse who wanted to die in place.

She is stiff, and that person behind him is not moving.

The phone suddenly rang.

[Fu Mingfei]: I have a dialogue in the parking lot.

: "..."

[Fu Mingfei]: That person seems to be my girlfriend.

: "..."

[Fu Mingfei]: Look at the back, it seems to be you.

: "..."

I don't know where the last stubborn, Yan Siyi returned to a sentence, humblely hoped to break this embarrassment.

[ ]: Look at the back, I know that it is me, it is really a father.

After the news sent, did not reply, but she felt that the man behind her, leaned over to her ear, a familiar fir flavor hit.

"No matter what you said is not a feeling, I am really true."

: "..."

She still brought to Fu Ming, her neck didn't turn it.

His breathing is wrapped in her face.

Like last night, entangled, with some of his taste, some itching, and some confusing effects.

For a long time, Yan Sikai is open: "Not ... ."