Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1682 Canary (55)

Sometimes, she will deliberately tease her little maid.

Pei Chen stood quietly at the door, and he didn't know how long he had been listening.

It seemed that such a lively and agile person had never shown this side in front of him.

What's more, it's quiet and well-behaved.

Speak softly, answer only one question.

With a calm face, he stood outside the door, with the biting cold wind behind him.

As if he couldn't feel the piercing chill, he kept standing, his eyes falling on the closed door.

The warm lights were on inside, and the cheerful voice gradually disappeared.

She seemed to have finished eating, and the maid was clearing up the dishes.

He slowly leaned against the pillar.

He took out his cigar and lit the lighter.

He held a cigarette between his knuckles and smoked without saying a word.

Smoke, gradually lingering.

Blown away in the cold wind.

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When Chunhua came out with the rest of the meal, she was taken aback when she saw the man leaning on the pillar outside the door.

Somewhat surprised.

Subconsciously, she turned sideways to make way for him.

"My lady just finished eating and is reading a book now."

She said in a strange way.

The man in the cold military uniform was speechless.

Smoking a cigarette, his cold eyes fell on the ground.

His eyes were dark, and his mood was not obvious.

As if he didn't hear her talking.

Chunhua saw that he was not moving, and she didn't know whether to leave or stay.

She nodded and re-entered the room.

It seems to be going to tell her miss.

When she came out again, Chunhua came out first.

Holding the bowl and chopsticks, he saluted Pei Chen before leaving.

Behind him, the man in a white dress with a skirt of foreign gauze stood inside the door.

The long hair is still loose, simple and unadorned.

No makeup is applied, but the brows are full of spring.

The pupils are full and moving, with clear ripples.

She didn't wear a big fur, and her slim figure looked a little thin.

Looking at him with a gentle and pure face, her red lips are soft.

He didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for him to speak first.

Very quiet.

The man smoking a cigar looked up at her.

After a pause of two seconds, there was a cold wind blowing, he stood up straight and stepped forward.

Take her into the house and close the door.

Blocked the cold wind whistling outside.

The cigar that was still burning with sparks was casually discarded under the pillar.

After entering the house, it is as warm as spring.

The man suddenly leaned over and hugged the person in his arms.

His arms slowly tightened, and his thin lips with cold air pressed against her warm cheek.

He kept rubbing against her and hugged her up.

He always liked to kiss her, always had.

"..." The person who was easily carried, lowered his eyes, and quietly surrounded him.

Still not dodging or dodging, leaning obediently in his arms, like a delicate and beautiful doll.

Looks good, but always feels a little angry.

Not fresh enough.

The tip of the man's nose rubbed against her, as if possessed, he kept kissing the corners of her lips.

He didn't stop until his breath gradually became rough and something was wrong.

Clinging to her, her phoenix eyes are dark.

"Why don't you speak?"

He stroked her face a little softly, still pecking lightly once and for all.

His voice was deep and hoarse.

The beautiful man looked at him quietly, slightly bending his eyes.

The tone is light and calm.

"What do you want me to say?"

He hugged her and walked towards Ruantang.

He put her down gently, but still held her in his arms, not letting go.

"Anything is fine."

He kept rubbing her cheek, dropped his hand, and held her hand again.

(End of this chapter)