A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

Her chin was lifted by Zhuang Ninghe, and his obscure and fiery eyes seemed to be looking at her fair and delicate facial features.

"Is that you?"

The man lowered his neck and kissed lightly, still raw and hot, but the kiss made her move...

"Well, you really need me to get the lines right."

The girl's eyes were blurred with water, and her jade-white knuckles fell on the back of his hand, tracing upwards little by little along his slightly raised blue meridians.

The thin forearms, thick round upper arms, and the constant itching made Zhuang Ninghe hook his hand around her waist, put her troubled hand to his lips and kissed her.

"Be good, I like you so much, baby, and I don't want to hurt you."

Zhuang Ninghe believed that she was really conscious. For some unknown reason, he restrained her hands with one hand, hugged her from behind, lay on her side, and covered her with a quilt.

"Wake up tomorrow and see what it is."

Lin Muqing turned around, huddled in his arms face to face, kissed his Adam's apple, "Good night."

The two fell asleep hugging each other in their dreams.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhuang Ninghe had only a quilt in his arms. It seemed that it was really a dream.

However, after hugging her for a night, it felt like a dream but not a dream. He looked at her with deep eyes for a long time and resigned himself to getting up.

When Lin Muqing got up, she went to knock on his door.

"A Ning?"

Penetrate through the door panel.

The softness and sweetness of her voice after getting up, calling his name were like the charm that lured people into falling into the abyss.

Zhuang Ninghe stared at his unsatisfactory self with a dark expression, breathing heavily, quickly and sexyly.

Finally, he lay on the bed. The curtains had not yet been opened, and there was only darkness, covering him...everything...

"Yes, I'm here." He tried his best to stay calm, but he was too hoarse to hear.

Lin Muqing thought she was being called to come in, so she turned the doorknob and unlocked it.

opened directly.

Zhuang Ninghe saw a ray of light appear from the bedroom door and sat calmly, just tying his belt. .

He went to her room several times last night and forgot to lock the door!

Seeing the graceful figure approaching him, he sighed quietly.

"Don't turn on the light, I'll be out in a minute."

"Oh." Lin Muqing moved her nose, trembled, and turned to leave.

Ah ah ah ah.

Fortunately she didn't turn on the light.

Her heart was beating so fast. She walked out with hands and feet and breathed a sigh of relief.

He touched his hot cheek and went to sit on the sofa.

Not long after, Zhuang Ninghe walked out, wearing no pajamas, a gray turtleneck sweater, and a long black coat. He put on his glasses again, looking elegant and outstanding.

He walked behind her sofa, put his arms on both sides, leaned over, and rubbed her forehead apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"Isn't that what you said is normal?" She turned around and winked at him. Zhuang Ninghe no longer hesitated, kissed her forehead gently, and led her to stand up:

"Shall we go out for breakfast or at home?"

"Let's go out. I want to hang out with you. I'm tired of staying at home."

"Then go back and change clothes."

Lin Muqing took him back to his room.

"Sit anywhere you want." She smiled at him, her dimples narrowed at him, and ran back to the room to change clothes.

Zhuang Ninghe saw his dried flower paintings on the wall of the living room, as well as a large glass window with dolls inside, and a note stuck under each one.

is the date.

Like the date he sent the gift.

After scanning the dolls one by one, he was slightly startled, and soon, a smile spread from the corner of his mouth.

……

It didn't snow today. They walked side by side on the street, stepping on the soft white snow.

Masks and hats covered their faces. She linked arms and leaned against the man, talking casually.

"I don't think I've told you anything about me. Have you seen what happened on the Internet? I don't have any relatives anymore."

"Don't worry about those." Zhuang Ninghe looked at her sideways, his eyes warm, "Do you still remember when you drowned a few months ago?"

"Remember." She nodded, as if confused.

"I performed your surgery, and we knew each other then."

He felt heartbroken when he thought of the shocking scars on her arms that day.

"Oh, so did you like me at that time?"

"Forgot." He couldn't remember clearly. He probably didn't like her, but he had emotions other than being a patient. He didn't know what those emotions were at that time.

"It doesn't matter, just like it now." She told everything and quietly asked: "Last night's... dream."

Zhuang Ninghe wanted to ask, but after being interrupted in the morning, he forgot about it. He lowered his body and approached her, "Really remember?"

See her nod.

"No one can say anything from now on." He sounded more serious.

"Okay, I'm just talking to Aning." She pointed to the store in front of the queue, "The donkey rolling in front is delicious, let's go buy some."

"Well, I'm going back to school in the afternoon, do you want to go?"

"No, I don't want to tell anyone for the time being. I don't want your career to be affected in any way." She also wanted to walk in front of others with him after graduating from college.

"If you don't want to, then don't tell me. But if you have any plans, you have to tell me clearly."

Zhuang Ninghe didn't understand the implications of fate, but since he was already involved, he wanted the best ending.

Only then was he worthy of this encounter.