Flash Marriage With Amazing Love

Ni Ziyang starts the engine with a smile and carries Gu Xieyang away.

When the car was about to drive to the famous food street in the city, Gu Xieyang suddenly said, "in fact, the food outside is not as good as what you make."

Last night's dishes, she still remember fresh, now think of, but also saliva.

Ni Ziyang smell speech, pick pick pick eyebrow: "go home to cook I have no problem, just, in that case can't invite you out to see a movie."

In fact, he would like to say that, in that case, she could sleep with him at home tonight without going back to the dormitory of the school.

However, he chose to be silent about this sentence.

I'm afraid she forgot because she was on the spur of the moment. As soon as he reminded her, she remembered again. In this way, the welfare of sleeping with her in his arms at night disappeared.

"Ha ha." She laughed: "you are also too petty bourgeoisie, cinema tickets are so expensive, together nest on the sofa to watch a disc, is also a good choice."

Watching a video together on the sofa? Ni Ziyang looked at the villain at the side of his body slightly, hooked his lips, and remembered the warm and sweet picture. His mood began to move: "good idea!"

She suddenly asked solemnly, "do you want to buy vegetables? Is there much stock in the refrigerator?"

"And a few bags of seafood, green peppers, onions, tomatoes, nothing else." He recalled it seriously, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the food was not enough: "I'd better go and buy some."

However, Gu Xieyang blurted out: "no! Let's finish the refrigerator stock! I'll buy some food tomorrow. "

Tomorrow?

"Good!"

Ni Ziyang's eyes lit up in an instant, but his mouth was light, and his accelerator stepped down a few minutes.

In a moment, the two returned to the home full of lilac flowers.

Ni Ziyang rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands. He tied up his apron and began to cook. He went to the kitchen in the refrigerator. He ran back and forth on both sides.

Gu Xieyang washed a big apple and sat quietly on the sofa watching the replay of "where's dad going?" on the tea table, there were fresh orange juice just sent by Ni Ziyang.

From time to time, he also ran out to ask her what kind of food she liked spicy and sweet.

She frowned and waved her little hand to let him go.

They were like an old couple who cooperated with each other. In the living room, she laughed constantly; in the kitchen, he enjoyed it.

Ni Ziyang is more and more fond of Gu Xieyang's private Xiangzi. She will puff her cheeks, give him a thumbs up while eating, and say a lot of compliments. Let him feel her more lovely at the same time, also greatly filled his satisfaction.

He couldn't help thinking, which daughter in the world would talk to him while puffing his cheek?

"Ha ha." The corner of Qingjun's mouth showed a light pleasure. After eating, he took out a paper towel and handed it to her to wipe her mouth. He got up and said, "first go to take a bath, I'll wash the dishes, and then I'll watch the dishes together."

"Good." She got up with a smile and didn't rush to wash the dishes with him. She just looked at him seriously and said with a smile, "Ni Ziyang, you are so nice!"

With that, she escaped faster than the rabbit and slipped back into the bedroom.

"Ha ha."

He was stunned at the same place, and a chuckle, thinking of his mother said at noon, the first to move that, often more miserable.

Looking at the leftover pots and pans in front of him, he picked up his eyebrows helplessly and sighed as he cleaned up. He really met a killer. When did he serve a person like this just for her to say that he is a good man?

Time passed quietly through his fingers. He washed dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen and mixed a fruit salad by the way.

Gu Xieyang took a bath, but when he came out, he was wearing a clean set of jeans and a shirt, and he also had a small sky blue windbreaker in his hand.

Ni Ziyang picked his eyebrows, and his heart was vaguely affected.

Quietly, he put the fruit tray on the tea table.

"Ni Ziyang, I can't watch the disc with you. I'm going back to school. There's something going on at school

Ni Ziyang took a deep look at Gu Xieyang and said, "I'll send you there."

She shook her head. "No, I can do it myself."

With that, she lowered her head, and her eyes, which were opposite to his, were gradually defeated.

He pondered for a moment, took her hand, stepped closer to the edge of the sofa, and said softly, "sit down."

She frowned, as if in a hurry, but nothing.

He said, "didn't you say that let me look at you more closely?"

She suddenly raised her head, and a trace of amazement flashed in her eyes. It was near work time when Mu Sihan sent her a message. She was in a panic and sent Ni Ziyang as a life-saving straw.

That text message, to put it bluntly, has a sense of impulse.

"Ni Ziyang, give me a little more time."

"Well," he said faintly, "I have time and patience. The point is, the cooked duck flies, but I will never allow it! "He looked at her with burning eyes, as if he was dominating and monopolizing the things in his bag.

She finally plucked up the courage to look up at him, but drowned in his eyes, can not return to God.

It is undeniable that the legendary Ni sanshao is a special creature. His eyebrows, corners of his mouth and firm nose, as well as his knife like facial lines, all seem to have been specially carved. She subconsciously swallows her saliva and can't help but say, "Ni Ziyang, are you sure you haven't had a facial surgery?"

She couldn't believe that a man was naturally beautiful.

Ni Ziyang asked her calmly: "my face, can you confuse me?"

If he could, he felt that his natural beauty had some effect; if not, his face was of no value to him.

She sniffed the words and did not open her eyes again.

Although Mu Sihan said that she would wait for her at the door of the dormitory building, the biggest reason why she chose to go back was not to see him. However, when she took a bath and looked at the double bed in her bedroom, she suddenly remembered the picture of sleeping with each other last night and the words he said this morning.

She, though not for the first time, was also an accident. She's not ready yet.

So, she would say, let him give her some more time. It's not just physical intimacy, it's spiritual intimacy.

The man on the side of his body sighed: "go, I'll take you back."

She did not refuse, he took his hand to get up, he asked: "tomorrow to work or class?"

She replied, "I go to work from Monday to Wednesday. There are important courses on Thursday and Friday, so I can't be absent. Our company has a holiday on Saturday and Sunday. "

"Well." Ni Ziyang light should a, already led Gu Xieyang to the entrance of the porch.