Chapter 375
Chapter 375
Although Yu Mingming can't wait, he hasn't been crazy enough to bring Xiaoqian directly.
He still remembers that Xiaoqian didn't eat and led her to the western restaurant.
Xiaoqian didn't expect that he could still have this sentiment. As soon as the romantic environment was played up, they knew more about what might happen next.
Yu Mingming ordered two steaks. Xiaoqian now looks at the way he cuts the steaks. She feels like she's going to be like the steaks. He cuts them all night
With this kind of careful thinking, I feel that all kinds of hot and dry, just like the most muggy moment before the rainstorm, waiting for the coming storm with keen expectation.
Yu Mingming solves the food in front of him with a fast speed, and then stares at Xiaoqian with a kind of fiery eyes. Xiaoqian can't eat any more.
"What do you think?" She bowed her head and covered the same heat in her heart with graceful cutting.
"I suddenly thought of an idiom."
"Oh?" Do you know idioms?
"In this hot land, I can't wait to see the rain after a long drought. I can't wait to see the beautiful shadow in a thousand miles. I will turn into a butterfly to look for flowers and perch on the grass at night."
"Cough!" Xiaoqian is stuck in the throat by the steak.
Yu Qingming is busy photographing her. She is dizzy and looks at him with resentment. Yu Qingming wanted to tease her and show her coquettish literary talent by the way. As a result, when she swept her, she had been electrified from the caudal vertebra, numb and instinctive swallowing.
This is really the corner of the eye brow are amorous feelings, just a glance can hook people to death.
In fact, Xiaoqian is very serious in staring at him.
Yu Ming Ming's mind is now developing towards the bottom. Everything has taken on an indescribable color, just as Xiaoqian is shy and timid.
Xiaoqian vent anger of biting, snow-white teeth force of gnawing fork, in clear what is this called?
When he was depressed, she gave him a hint, and he let himself go. This kind of messy words can't be used in this place any more.
Long drought every rain, butterfly to find flowers, night habitat grass single words are quite normal, he connected together, indecent can no longer indecent, hint can no longer hint!
"Qianbao, you can evaluate me. Which one is better than your night view of Fenglin?"
It's shameless. I lick my face to praise.
Xiaoqian pokes the beef hard.
"If you boo again, I'll go home, and your butterfly, unable to find flowers, can only turn into a moth, fluttering around and dropping ashes on its own!"
"Yu Xiaoqiang, who wants to express his literary talent, is silent.
You are beautiful, you are reasonable, whatever you say is right.
"Come on, Qianbao, eat more." His black eyes are bright. After feeding her, he can "start" for a while. It's the most beautiful food in the world.
I don't know if it's an illusion. Xiaoqian always feels that she's following her and many people are looking at her.
During the meal, the waiter stared at her for a long time. After dinner, in order to show that he was not in such a hurry, after arriving at the neighborhood where he lived, Yu Qingming pretended to park, holding her hand and walking in the garden downstairs. He pretended not to be in a hurry. He called it eating after dinner. In fact, he planned how he would behave when he came into the room later. He also saw a lot of theoretical things, but he felt a little nervous in practice.
"Xiaoqiang, do you think many people are staring at me?" Xiaoqian doesn't know if she is guilty. She always thinks that many people are watching her today. It seems that everyone in the city knows that she wants to send herself to the door to "enjoy" the warm-blooded youth with a bloody nose.
"Maybe I think you're beautiful." Yu Ming Ming's observation is zero tonight. His eyes are all focused on Xiaoqian.
The more I saw, the more I felt that she was going to light his heart, and the flames were coming out.
So straightforward praise, let Xiaoqian's face steaming, but also beautiful, which woman does not like to be praised by his beloved man, to be able to fascinate him like this, quite a sense of accomplishment.
She stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear.
"Am I beautiful?"
"Beauty, the taste of love, summed up in two kinds, one amazing time, one warm years, I think I met you one is enough, my little beauty is all kinds of people."
Xiaoqian wanted to be fascinated by Qingming. As a result, she was flushed by this guy. She raised her eyes and saw his bad expression. Today's Xiaoqiang, contrary to his usual image of a stupid boy, suddenly looked like a mature man with his own bad temperament, especially intoxicating.
She looks so calm but full of deep feeling to see him, in the clear that his patience has reached the limit.
He grabbed her hand and warmed her little hand with his broad palm. He looked ahead and said in a very righteous tone.
"Is it cold? Let's go in."
Everyone knows what happens when you get in.
After entering the room, Yu Mingliang holds her directly, as if the man who can pretend just now is not him.
Xiaoqian is funny and a little moved. He really wants to try his best to give her an unforgettable memory. It should be the limit to be able to hold it till now.
Feel his shortness of breath ring through the ear, Xiaoqian with a hand around his neck, lift eyes into his deep eyes, bad asked.
"Uncle PLA, what are you going to do, eh?"
"Uncle does nothing, just hugs you and does nothing"
When a man usually says nothing, it means he wants to do everything.
He lowers his head, kisses her lips, and his hands are busy. Xiaoqian's red down jacket falls on the ground, but his lips never leave her.
There is a kind of romantic feeling.
He pressed her lips and asked, "my dear Xiaomei, now, can we have a night view of Fenglin?"
Tonight, Yu Mingming's enchantment skills are about to explode. She moves out with a big move. However, Xiaoqian doesn't respond in time. Instead, when his hand touches the zipper of her dress, she feels stiff all over.
Then PA, shake off his hand, the moment before also immersed in pink love, floating in the air, ready to take her wave in the clear muddle, what's the situation? How can Xiaomei suddenly change her face?
Is it that Xiaomei doesn't like such a gentle way? Yu Xiaoqiang made up his mind to stop with Xiaomei to see the night view of Fenglin. He once again put his hand on Xiaoqian's clothes. Since Xiaomei doesn't like gentleness, he starts to tear it. Is that ok?
As a result, Xiaoqian directly stepped back with embarrassment.
Being photographed twice in succession, Yu Mingliang doubts, "what's the matter?"
"Because frost leaves are more red than February flowers, bloom! I'm going to the bathroom! " For a better reading experience.
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