Match Made in Heaven

Aunt Su said with a smile, "uncle, I call you uncle is honorific. You haven't got the marriage certificate with my young lady. It's not a big deal."

Aunt Su's implication is that you should not use chicken feathers as a sword. You can wait until you marry my lady!

Lu Han Ting Jun face a black, he immediately looked at Xia Xi Wan, quickly help me!

Xia Xiwan took the pillow and quilt in aunt Su's hand and put it directly into Lu Hanting's arms. She said with a sweet smile, "good night, Mr. Lu."

With that, Xia Xiwan turned and went upstairs.

Lu Hanting, "..."

……

In the room.

Xia Xiwan had just come out of the bathroom. She had just taken a bath. She was wearing a silk nightgown, limp and soft.

Wipe the long hair clean with a towel. She thinks of Mr. Lu's shriveled appearance just now. She slowly reminds her of red lips.

You deserve it!

Then there was a sound in her ear, and the window of her room was opened outside.

Who?

Xia Xiwan turns his head and suddenly sees Lu Hanting's tall and handsome body. He unexpectedly Turn the window up!

Xia Xiwan quickly stood up, "Mr. Lu, did you turn the window to commit a crime? Get out of here, or Or I'll call someone else! "

Xia Xiwan turns around and runs.

Lu Hanting jumped in naturally, and strode forward. His strong arm hooped her soft waist and directly pushed her against the wall. He trapped her in the wall and his broad chest, "little thing, where can I run?"

Caught, Xia Xiwan blinked that pair of clear eyes looked at him, circulation, "Lu Mr. Lu, if you have something to say, a gentleman will not do anything! "

Lu Hanting bowed his head and directly kissed her red lips.

Oh!

Lu Hanting's deep narrow eyes were half bright and half dark in the light. There was a burning emotion in them. He opened his mouth and bit her lip gently.

Hiss.

Xia Xiwan eats the pain, two small hands against his delicate chest start to hammer him.

Lu released her, and came to her bitten red lips with his thick fingers. He gently rubbed them and said with a dumb smile, "you said it. A gentleman doesn't do anything."

Xia Xiwan, "..."

Lu Hanting's eyes jumped out of two hot flames. His muscles were tense. He could not suppress the turbulent waves in his heart. It was her, it was her! Now he's made sure that she's the one he's been looking for.

It's her.

It's always been her.

She's been there.

More than 20 years ago, she was still in her infancy. She was a baby girl carved with powder and jade. At that time, she would hold on to his index finger and smile sweetly at him.

His mother said, ah Ting, let her be your little bride in the future, OK?

Many years later, Lu's family was in turmoil. He was assassinated and exiled in Haicheng on the road. It was her soft hands that fell on his face in the ice and snow. In that snowy night, she gave him unforgettable tenderness and strength.

Later, he and she met on the train. The road to Youlan garden made her his wife Lu.

Finally, the figure he was looking for in his mind overlapped with the tiny face in front of him.

She's his.

No one can take it.

But when she was in front of him, he didn't know.

So many years of time, short of love, can not tell the young time at that time, his green past, all the way left her mottled footprints.

"Wanwan," Lu Han Ting gently kisses her greasy forehead with his handsome eyebrow, and presses her with his hard Pengbai body. His heart is throbbing. Nanping wants to share with her, "you know earlier than me, don't you?"