Kiss You, Sweetheart

I don't know when song Zhixin took down the rag and threw it on the washing table. He picked her up, kissing her all the way to the bed.

This is her rhythm before eating

However, every time it's so long, it's too late to let Zheng Baogang go hungry in the hospital.

Demi resisted a little: "still have to do..."

"Love Song Zhixin's spirit is tonic.

Demi: --

My face turned red with a brush.

"I'll be quick." Song Zhixin takes off her clothes and prepares to go straight to the theme.

No matter how fast, it will be 30 minutes later Someone was content to slip off her.

Demi was thinking about Zheng Baogang and dressed in a hurry. Song Zhixin lay on his side on the bed and looked at her with great interest.

Demi didn't care at first, but she was seen so much that she couldn't help glancing at him and murmuring, "what are you looking at?"

As soon as song Zhixin's hand reaches out, she touches her soft hand and holds it in her hand. Demi's heart beats.

Song Zhixin's eyes deepened slightly and said softly, "can you care about me all the time?"

Demi: --

She didn't come back for a moment. Where did she care about him?

Looking at the confused look on her face, song Zhixin's heart was suddenly a little depressed. He loosened her wrist and said faintly, "go cook."

He is still expecting that they can go back to the past.

No matter how much lingering on the bed, it's just made.

Demi didn't ask any more questions. She cleaned up and walked out of the bedroom.

When she took out the rice cooker from the bathroom, she was slightly stunned. Did he mean washing the rice cooker in the toilet when he said she cared about him?

It's just a girl's instinct to be careful.

Demi goes back to the kitchen, ties her apron and starts cooking. While she is picking vegetables at the tassel table, song Zhixin comes over in her home clothes.

Demi glanced at her and was slightly surprised. He even brought home clothes. Is it to stay here?

Song Zhixin came to the side of Liusu terrace, hugged her arm, and looked at her with deep eyes. That small white hand, in the background of green vegetables, more beautiful white, let life pity.

Song Zhixin's eyes deepened. At such a time, in the six years since she disappeared, he never thought that one day, she would wash her hands and make soup for him.

At this time, Demi, like a virtuous wife, has lost her charm and charm. She was steady as if she had changed.

Six years ago, he was young.

Now, quiet and gentle.

But no matter what Demi looks like, it's the deepest emotion in his heart.

He knew that he and she could not go back to the past, but he also Still can't let it go.

Although Qi shaoxun so clearly told him that once she approached him, it was just a misunderstanding and a use. At that time, when I first heard the news, I was really miserable and resentful to her.

But after seeing her again and seeing how unhappy she was, his hatred turned into pity.

This woman has gone deep into his bone marrow. How can she get it out?

Though, he never got her heart.

Just like now, although she stayed by his side, there was always an invisible gap between them, isolating him from her world.

Demi felt his eyes, slightly raised her eyes, lightly pulled her lips, and said, "do I have flowers on my face?"