Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

She just smiled, didn't answer, and let him lead her into the traffic.

Looking at him sideways, she thought in her heart that in this life, she will only follow him, because no one will be affected by her every frown, smile, joy and worry.

Only this one person has no regrets in this life.

She thought, if it continues like this, will it be over half a century in the future, and she will still never leave?

This is a dream bubble that she didn't even dare to imagine half a year ago. At that time, she never dared to fantasize because she felt it was so extravagant.

Love really doesn't have to be as intense as boiling water, it's the best, it's as plain as water, but still water flows long.

"Chang Mian, will we grow old together forever?" Unconsciously, she became hypocritical.

Chang Mian took a deep look at her, turned the steering wheel sharply, turned to another road, and then smiled, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

"I'm afraid that the shelf life of love is not long. Haven't you heard of the seven-year itch? Some people say that between a man and a woman, a man is good to a woman only when they are in love. After marriage, a man can change his face faster than his book." .”

"We've only been together for four years. The seven-year itch is about getting married, so what are you worried about so far away?"

As he said, he stretched out one hand to hook her neck and pulled her closer, and leaned into her ear and said, "Let me tell you, the relationship between a husband and wife is indeed like sex, there is only one point of intersection—that is, the relationship of falling in love." In time, it will be farther and farther away in the future."

His low voice lingered in her ears, but it made the woman who loved to think wildly while pregnant frowned slightly: "What about us? Are we as pathetic as x?"

Can't it?She felt that she must be God's favorite, and they would grow old together after their union.If she can't, then she would rather never know him.

"No, we are y. After meeting, we will be one forever."

When Changshang heard such words, his heart suffocated suddenly, an unspeakable sweet feeling spread all over his body, and his heart beat like thunder and drums.

Her eyes met his eyes, as if being sucked into those tender black eyes, until he almost hit the car in front, the two of them recovered from the intense atmosphere.

Chang Mian smiled slightly: "I'm your man for the rest of your life, whether it's the first time we met or a hundred years later, Changshang, you remember this sentence."

She covered her mouth and nodded as before, thinking that women, that's it, they can love their whole life for just one promise, and some people's promises are really precious, so precious that she can't wait to get her breath into the small glass Store it well in the bottle, and open the glass bottle when you want to listen to it.

She pursed her lips slightly. "Chang Mian, to be honest, when we first met, you planned to spend the rest of your life with me, right?"

"have not thought."

"You must think so. If you don't admit it, I will make up my own brain."

In the end, that man just won't take advantage of the victory to please a woman, honestly: "I really never thought about it."

"Don't listen, don't listen."

"But the moment you took the scissors and wanted to kill me, I seemed to have seriously thought about it. If you dare to do it, I will let you go to hell immediately; if you can't do it, I will spoil you forever."

When one thought arises, ashes will be wiped out; when one thought is extinguished, there will be endless grace.

Chang Mian said with a low smile.

But Shangshang patted his chest with lingering fear: "Fortunately, but I really wanted to kill you back then."