Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

As a result, one day, when I went to the toilet, I ran into Han Zhaolin. The boy was like a fool, his pants were not raised. He was walking the bird, staring at him in his skirt, standing in front of the urinal, urinating in the same posture as him, and the things exposed between his legs were even more beautiful than his.

He just calmly glanced at Han Zhaolin at that time, but the boy's reaction was that he never thought of it.

At that time, he rushed over and pressed him on the ground to lift his skirt. At that time, he was blindfolded. They were fighting on the floor of the bathroom until someone came to pull them apart.

At that time, it is clear that Han Zhaolin took advantage of the fight at that time, but he didn't have the skill now. As a result, when the director finally called them to the office, he looked as if he had been infinitely wronged. He glared at him with red eyes and scolded him as a "liar".

Since then, the boy hasn't paid any attention to him for several years. He goes home and finds out the skirts in the cupboard. After a fire is lit, he becomes silent.

He burned everything about women, but left his long hair.

Because Han Zhaolin once told him that he liked the way he had long hair.

At that time, their relationship became like that, and he was not willing to cut it off.

I didn't understand when I was a child. When I grew up, I realized where my obsession was.

It's you who tease me first, but it's me who sink in the end. This is probably the most appropriate description between him and Han Zhaolin.

Ji's mother sighed, "I thought that Xiao Mo would have a good temper. I'm sure he could play with Zhaoxue. Who would have thought that he and Zhaolin were inseparable. If you had a girl, we could be in laws. Now I don't have to worry about his marriage."

Han Zhaolin looked at Ji Mo and joked, "aunt, why don't you say that if Ji Mo is a good girl, I'll go to your family now."

Han mother helpless, "you this child, net will talk nonsense."

Ji's mother also laughs. Ji Mo's eyes droop and his actions are elegant. Han Zhaolin bumps him quietly and says in a low voice, "you say, when can I propose marriage?"

Ji Mo bent his lips, "you don't need to mention marriage, I'll be a burden."

"What's going on?"

"Cut you in."

"Go away!"

The girl whispered to Bai Su, "Mom, what's the inverted door?"

White pigment

After dinner, Han Zhaolin sends Ji Mo and Mrs. Ji home. Han's father has been sitting for a long time, and his mother supports him back to the bedroom.

When she drew on her sofa, Bai Su quietly got up and went to the bedroom.

Han Zhaoxue is still sleeping. Half of the liquid in the bag has been put in. The blush on his face has faded down a lot. Bai Su goes to the bedside and finds the thermometer in the drawer. He takes Han Zhaoxue's temperature.

It's 37 degrees eight, obviously lower than before.

She quietly relieved, see his hand on the quilt, habitually want to put him inside, the result just touched his hand, Han Zhaoxue conditionally held her wrist.

Bai Su was startled. She looked up and saw Han Zhaoxue staring at her blankly. She murmured in a low voice, "why don't you sleep?"

Bai Su was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking in his sleep.

And in my dream, they haven't divorced yet.

His tone is a little nasal, hoarse and sexy. Bai Su's heart is slightly tight. Just as he wants to break away, Han Zhaoxue suddenly pulls her to the bed and puts her in his arms. "Sleep with me for a while."

He hugged her waist, murmured, and closed his eyes again.

When Bai Su listened to the steady and powerful heartbeat of her hand, she felt the scorching temperature coming from her back, and her heartbeat became flustered.

She twisted her body, he subconsciously cuddled more tightly, two people's bodies, tightly together, Bai Su instantly felt Han Zhaoxue some ready to move lower body, her body suddenly tense up.

Han Zhaoxue didn't move any more. Her reaction just now should be her physiological instinct when she was struggling.

But she no longer dare to move, Han Zhaoxue close to her back, sniffing her hair, and gradually fell asleep in the past.

When Han's mother came downstairs, she only saw Nannan playing downstairs. She was stunned and said, "Nannan, has your mother gone?"

"Mom went to see Dad," the little girl looked up. "Grandma, I want to see Dad, too. Can I not disturb him?"

Han's mother went to pick up the little girl and said, "go, let's go together. Look at your father."

Upstairs, in front of Han Zhaoxue's bedroom, Han's mother first pasted her ears on the door panel to hear the movement in the hall.

Seeing her grandmother like this, she didn't understand. She opened her eyes wide and looked at her curiously, wondering if she was playing hide and seek with her parents.

But the door is not locked. Why listen?

The girl whispered "grandma".

Han's mother waved her hand and said "Shh".

The girl's mouth was flat, and she put out her little hand to push the door gently. "Squeak --" the door opened.

Mother Han

Eavesdropping was caught, Han mother is trying to talk to ease the embarrassment, but found that Han Zhaoxue is holding Bai Su, two people sleep is sweet.

Han's mother's eyes suddenly lit up, quickly closed the door, holding the baby down the stairs.

"Grandma, we haven't seen dad yet."

The girl is flat with a small mouth and a little unhappy.

Han's mother rubbed the little girl's face and said, "how about grandma playing hide and seek with you?"

The little girl immediately cheered up, "OK."

When Han Zhaoxue wakes up, he only feels that his arm is numb. He twists his eyebrows and opens his eyes. Just as he is about to move his arm, he sees that the person lying in his arms is breathing less.

No wonder there is a familiar taste in the dream, lingering around him, which makes him feel at ease inexplicably. This sleep is also unprecedented.

For a long time, he didn't take a close look at Bai su.

Her hair has been cut short again, just over her shoulder. Recently, she seems to have a bad rest. The skin under her eyes is dim. Her long eyelashes curl up over her eyes, like two small fans.

He felt itchy. He leaned over and gave her a kiss in the eye. The eyelids of the white pigment trembled, turned over and fell asleep again.

Han Zhaoxue quietly relaxed and gently rubbed her hair. Her fingers slid down her slender arm and touched her fingers.

He used to touch the ring between her fingers, but this time, it was empty.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that they were divorced.

Heart suddenly dull pain up.

He tightened his arms, as if only in this way could he tie the man firmly to his side.