Warm marriage is like fire: male god boss spoils deeply

She was afraid, afraid that the illusion disappeared immediately.

Quicksand tears gushed out and his lips murmured, "Ziao, Ziao."

She walked towards the illusion step by step, but to her surprise, the illusion also ran towards her.

"Brother Ziao, don't come here." Quicksand said hurriedly, "please don't come here. You know what? Every time I see you, as long as I touch you, you will disappear.

So don't come here and let me see you more, will you? "

"Fool, I'm not an illusion. I'm Ziao brother you call every day. I'm your husband."

For a moment, Fengzi proudly strode forward and held the stiff little woman in his arms.

"Warm, happy new year." His big palm touched her hair, again and again.

He wanted to integrate her into his bone marrow and give her the warmest and most beloved.

Familiar temperature, familiar breath, familiar feeling.

Quicksand narrowed her eyes slightly. She raised her hand and carefully touched the person in front of her.

Forgive her timidity and cowardice. For a year, such hallucinations have appeared too many times, and she has become trembling.

But when she reached out and could really hug him, she suddenly trembled all over.

She stumbled. "Are you true?"

"It's true, warm, I'm awake." Feng Ziao let go of quicksand. He held quicksand's face and Feng's eyes were deep.

He was deeply in love with her. The tears in his eyes could not be hidden, and burst out from his eyes.

"Warm, you touch me, I'm true." He couldn't wait to grab her hand and stick it to his face.

His temperature, the familiar temperature, let the quicksand touch greedily.

She finally broke free from the illusion of self righteousness. She held Ziao's face in her incredible hands. She was incoherent and her voice trembled badly, "really, you are true, husband, Ziao, you wake up. Why are you awake? Will you go? Will you still leave me?

I... i... I didn't dream. My wish came true. Ziao, happy new year, i... I...... "

She was crazy and completely at a loss.

"Warm, my wife, I love you." Fengzi couldn't help but finish his words. He clasped the back of quicksand's head and kissed her lips eagerly and deeply.

The familiar breath has fascinated her for more than ten years. They have missed so much. Now, they hug and kiss each other again. They only have gratitude and treasure in each other's hearts.

They stood in the snow, embracing each other like sculptures, and the whole world seemed like they were left alone.

The initial quicksand, the head is chaotic and blank, and the sound of fireworks in her ears is constantly amplified and expanded. She seems to be on the cloud and can't get close to reality.

Gradually, in her gentle and familiar kiss, she found herself, and her consciousness became sober.

She finally opened her eyes and stared at the man who kissed her seriously. Tears continued to overflow from the corners of his eyes, and the smell of tears was entangled in each other's mouths.

Quicksand's long eyelashes trembled slightly. She welcomed his return with the best attitude.

After kissing for a while, they let go of each other and deeply coagulated each other's faces. It was difficult for them to kiss and stare again. In this way, time passed more than an hour unconsciously.

Dad Su stood outside the door all the time, looking at the scene, his old face blushing.

I don't know when he burst into tears. Looking at the fireworks in the sky, he said silently, "wife, Meimei, do you see it? Ziao and Nuan are finally together. I know you have waited for this day for more than ten years, and now it is complete. "