He Is Warmer Than Time

Yang Haitao stretched out his hand to help the doorknob, his face instantly turned pale, his throat was a little blocked, and he whispered: "You...didn't you all agree? Xiaoxuan...I...what did I do wrong? Where did I mess up? Are you upset?"

His flustered appearance made Song Xuan a little distressed, and only when he put a heart on her, would he care about her so much.

She stretched her hand across his armpit and hugged him in a very soft voice: "Cancel the engagement banquet... Let's... get married directly."

Life fell so drastically within half a minute, hitting the depths of Yang Shaodong's soul, making him unable to react for a while, and his hands were hanging in the air.

He suspects that he is dreaming, or is he experiencing auditory hallucinations?

Song Xuan said to get married directly?

is that true? is that true?

Song Xuan's hand stroked his back, which was also wet. This fool is really a big fool.

"Why, why are you not talking? Don't you want to?"

Her light voice came, making Yang Haitao suddenly awake, and quickly responded loudly: "I am willing, I am willing, Song Xuan, of course I am willing, I wish I would marry you, I am too willing."

He hugged her tightly, as if wishing to embed her into his body, Qiu Yu was outside the corridor, Song Xuan's heart was full, and she gently stroked his back: "Then tell your parents about it. , We will get married at the end of the year, eh?"

The man did not speak, and responded to her with a passionate kiss. Accompanied by Qiu Yu, Song Xuan was pressed to the door by him. He kissed extremely passionately, and Song Xuan's hands were pressed to the door by her, and she was struggling symbolically. Click: "Uncle Zhong and the others... are inside."

Yang Haitao was just like the devil. He did not stop attacking her lips at all. His eyebrows were submerged in the rain, so Song Xuan gradually stopped struggling, Yang Haitao let go of her hands, and her hands clung to his neck... …

Yang Haitao stretched out his hand to embrace her waist and deepened the kiss on this autumn night. Song Xuan's humming voice was endless, which made Yang Haitao a little unbearable, and she wanted to do it that night.

After all, Yang Shaodong managed to hold it back. Anyway, we will get married in two months. We will do just that, so that we can be despised by others.

Song Xuan was almost paralyzed by his kiss. He hooked her slender waist and brought her into his arms. A low voice sounded in her ears: "Will you stay here tonight?"

Song Xuan beat his chest, but his eyes were bright and there was no desire to be mixed up: "I can't do anything."

Song Xuan's eyes were smiling, her peachy eyes confuse Yang Haitao's heart, she said softly: "Okay."

Yang Haitao picked her up, and Song Xuan Jiao called: "Hey, Yang Haitao, what are you doing?"

He kicked the door open, hugged her upstairs, and walked through the living room. Xiaohu seemed to be about to go out of the room to go to the bathroom, and when he saw the two of them, he drew back into the room.

Sitting in the hall just now, he heard the door banging. He just heard an embarrassing sound when he was about to open the door, and Uncle Zhong hurried him into the room.

Now...bear it, bear it for a while.

Yang Haitao took the person into the room like this, gently put her down, still in disbelief in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked her long hair: "Why... suddenly changed his mind?"

Song Xuan walked to the window and sat down on the sofa: "Because of my sister's business, I think there may be many accidents in life. Since I like you, I should get married early. I don't want to have regrets in my life."

The lips are sealed again...