But again delicious Jianhan did not eat, she side opened a small head, not even to see.

Cherry

What an impressive fruit.

She still remembers what he said at the last red wine competition It's very explicit.

At this time, her lips a cool, the man two fingers pinch to a full water tender cherry, personally handed in her lips.

"Have a taste." He's talking.

Jianhan blushed to no avail. He was calm and natural, but she didn't believe him. He forgot what he said in the competition. Moreover, there were other fruits on the plate, but he chose cherries for her to eat.

He does not stab, Jianhan also dare not affectation, she is still trapped in his arms, afraid of provoking him, he then said to her son of a bitch, she opened her mouth and bit cherry into her mouth.

"Delicious?" Zhou Dayuan watched her soft cheeks chew, her red lips stained with a bit of yogurt, looks very plump.

"Well, delicious." Jian Han nods, is really delicious, his cooking skill has been very good.

Since they met, he has taken care of her both in life and in academia. Two or three months ago, every time he went to her apartment, he would clean up the house and cook for her when he was satisfied.

Jian Han's heart is like a layer of honey, sweet in a mess, eating cherry, she thought of Tang fan.

Now he seems to be in a good mood. If she mentioned it to him

Jian Han's long eyelashes trembled like a palm fan, and then opened his mouth in a soft voice, "Da Yuan, can you put it Tang fan? He is innocent. "

Zhou Dayuan rolled the Adam's knot, and his right hand came to her flat abdomen. He gently touched her back and forth. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth, "today, we are newly married. Can we not open our mouth and shut up? It's Tang fan? I can't ask for help. If you want to plead, you should serve me comfortably. "

Jian Han dare not speak any more. She knows that Tang fan has become his forbidden area. She touches him and reacts excessively.

In fact, about Tang fan, she can communicate with him well. Everything is not what he thinks. She and Tang fan have always been clean and innocent.

At this time, Jian Han felt that the belt of his waist had been untied. Looking down, he left hand

Jian Han small face burst red, quickly stretched out his hand to hold him, she was anxious, "you don't do this."

"No, what do you think of me? Jane Han, talk about it. How do you want to torture me, eh? " A man talks in her ear. If he wants to kiss or not, he rubs her with soft thin lips. His voice is hoarse and ruffian, which is bad to no avail. "Jianhan, do you know the difference between marriage and not getting married? Before I coax you, but now it is obligation. As long as I want to, you must give it. You are mine."

Jian Han didn't expect such a gentle man to define marriage as this. In his head, is marriage just for the sake of making this kind of thing aboveboard.

Jian Han struggled for two times, but found that the more she struggled, the more he breathed, and Jianhan didn't dare to move. His legs were soft, and he poured into his arms.

Her soft face was steamed pink, flustered eyes closed, her long fan version of eyelashes shyly chattering.

At this time, Zhou Dayuan opened his mouth. He was in a good mood and was satisfied by her obedience. He laughed, "what can I do with Tang fan? You can live a good life with me, and I will let him go. But don't have another time. If you dare to run with other men with my son, I will never let you go. "

The last sentence was a bit of a vicious warning.

Jian Han nods, good, won't have next time, no, she didn't run with other men at all.

Tang fan is innocent. He has never been involved in her relationship with him. If Tang fan is released, she will have a good time with him.

At this time the chest a loose, the man helped her to tidy up the skirt, the right hand around her soft waist, half push her half hold the window edge, "you see."

Hearing the sound, Jian Han looked up. What did she see?

At this time, there is a "whew" sound, the city's highest, blue sea, blue sky, there are colorful fireworks like meteors.

Sometimes, fireworks are like flying butterflies, and sometimes like fire trees. They are in full bloom. For a moment, they fall on the earth like flowers and rain. They are beautiful to the extreme.

Jian Han Zheng Zheng Zheng looking at those fireworks, her eyes bright, can't help but stretch out her small hand to pick up those fallen stars, "where the fireworks, really good beautiful ah."

Her small hand was held in the palm by the man's big hand. At this time, Jian Han felt that her ring finger was cool. When she looked down, she had a diamond ring on her ring finger.

The platinum diamond ring, which is inlaid with a shining diamond, is elegant and elegant. It looks good in her white ring finger.

Jianhan eye frame a hot, there are crystal clear fog beads in the orbit of the eye.

"Jane Han, marry me, eh?" The man talks in the back.

Jianhan sucked the tip of his nose, what, fireworks and rings, and a line that he didn't want to say more than a word. This is his proposal?

He didn't think it was too simple.

Jian Han picked up the delicate lips and nodded, "en, en, I am willing to."

She was willing to marry him, to be his wife, and never give up.

Zhou Dayuan kisses the pink neck behind her. His right hand reaches out and touches her small face. Her face is wet and there are tears. He gently erases it for her.Holding her soft waist in two hands, he found her little face and kissed him, "is it hard to kiss you like this?"

Jian Han shakes her head, not uncomfortable.

He went further and went to the corner of her mouth and kissed her, "is it hard to kiss you like this?"

Jian Han shakes her head again, not uncomfortable.

So her small fragrant shoulder was gently clasped by him, and he turned her around. Behind her was against the window. The gorgeous fireworks printed the man's face, which was extremely exquisite. Her small almond face was held in his palm. He frowned, closed his eyes, and sniffed the aroma of her nose, "if you can't stand it, don't bear it. It's hard for you and me to have a baby for ten months. Let's explore together. "

Jianhan shyly closed his eyes, do not know what his "exploration" refers to, now he talks with a layer of meaning, she dare not think.

As soon as it was dark, he kissed.

He kisses gently and Chan Mian, probably remember last night he made her uncomfortable, she wanted to vomit, he first kiss her lips, try to contact, kiss, only dare to open his mouth, dare not to go in, only dare to pester her small claim, absorb her sweet to solve a craving.

Jianhan's comfortable eyes closed, her two small hands actively hugged his neck, shuttled into his short hair, time tick by tick, she opened her mouth and bit his lips with fresh shellfish like fine teeth, so that he could breathe more and more heavily.

Then he let go of her.

Because if you don't loosen it, the soup he stews will be burnt.

In his arms, Zhou Dayuan held her in one arm and rubbed her hair with the other hand. He adjusted his breath, "go get a bowl and chopsticks, I'll fry another dish, and we'll eat."

"Yes." She nodded.

……

Zhou Dayuan prepared three vegetables and one soup, steamed crucian carp with sand kernel, spinach and shrimp, duck blood tofu, and tomato bone soup.

Considering her reaction to anorexia and vomiting, the ingredients are carefully selected, fresh and delicious, with meat and vegetable matching, so that she has an appetite.

Two people eat a meal quietly, finally Jianhan was fed by him a few mouthfuls of soup, the man touched her round little belly, just let her go.

At the end of the dinner, Zhou Dayuan stood up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, "I'll help you." Jianhan wants to help. She doesn't do anything. She doesn't know how to cook. But after he cooks, she can wash dishes.

"No," Zhou Dayuan bent down to kiss her little face. He wanted to kiss just now. "Go to take a bath."

Jian Han's relaxed nerves tensed with his voice, and his heart leaped to know that their wedding night had finally come.

She had children in her stomach, and he said he would keep it, but after all I want to share my bed.

……

In the bathroom, Jianhan lingered for a long time. She stood in front of the washstand. The little woman in the mirror was pink because of the heat of the bath just now. She forgot to bring her pajamas. She was embarrassed to call him. She only wrapped a bath towel, revealing the delicate and beautiful collarbone and greasy white skin of the woman.

With a hair dryer in her hand, she blew her hair.

She dares not to go out.

At this time, "knock knock" knock on the door sounded, she just looked at her side, the bathroom door was opened, Zhou Dayuan obviously took a bath, a dark silk robe stood by the door, dark and moist eyebrows with wet mist, he looked at her, "how can you wash so long?"

Jane Han does not know how to answer, can not say she deliberately dally.

Zhou Dayuan came in and took the hair dryer in her hand. "I'll do it."

He helped her blow her hair.

Zhou Dayuan curls her hair with one hand and blows it gently with the other. Looking at the woman through the mirror, she is a little embarrassed. She covers the bath towel on her chest with a small hand, which is probably afraid of falling down.

Zhou Dayuan's lazy ruffian smile, hot eyes, what cover, she did not know that women would stimulate men, let him want to press

How does Jianhan know what he thinks in his heart? He blows his hair dry. She takes the hair dryer in his hand and puts it back into the original cabinet.

At this time, a whirl of the earth, her whole person has been beaten up.

"Ah", out of instinct, Jian Han exclaimed. She quickly put two small hands around his neck, which was not light.

"Ah..." The man's low alcohol and happy laughter rang out in his ear. He seemed to frighten her intentionally, and was willing to see her silly appearance.

Jian Han Qi to no avail, swung a small powder fist to hammer his broad shoulder, "what do you do?"

Zhou Dayuan put her gently into the big bed, the red embroidered mandarin duck quilt, let her two small hands touch on the red face.

She automatically rolls into the bed and sleeps away from him.

Zhou Dayuan did not speak. He lifted the quilt to bed, turned off the wall lamp, left a dim lamp on the bed cabinet, and lay down to sleep.

Jianhan took the back of Xian Mei to him. The atmosphere was a little strange. Neither of them spoke. There was a flame surging in the air.

She felt hot and reached out to take her quilt down a little. At this time, her little white hand was held, and the clean and cool masculine breath was pressing over her. He turned over and ran over her.Her instinctive struggle.

At this time he spoke, low voice with coax pet, "don't move, I don't want to hurt you and son, you better."

He kisses it.

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