After watching Feng Luo Su Nian and the others go away, in the void, Wen Heng took Shi Yu's hand and said, "Let's go too."
No matter what happens in the sky, this is his home.
Now that he is going to marry a wife, he really wants to take her to see the scenery he has seen before.
In April, the fragrant flowers are not over, and the fallen flowers in the forest are colorful.
In the forest, a carriage with a single canopy pulled by a white horse was slowly driving in the rain of flowers. The pink petals swirled and fell on the carriage with the wind, and were finally swept by the wind, heading towards the carriage on the carriage. People face rushed.
Shi Yu stretched out his hand and gently grabbed it.
"It's Su Nuhua."
"Why is it called this name?" It was the first time Wen Heng noticed the little flower on the side of the road.
"I don't know," Shi Yu handed the petals towards Wen Heng's mouth, "Its juice is very sweet, and I usually put a little in when I make pastries."
Wen Heng lowered his head to hold the petals in his mouth, but Shi Yu came forward and helped push the petals into his mouth with his tongue.
The petals are crushed quickly, and the juice is indeed extremely sweet and irresistible.
Shi Yu put his hand on Wen Heng's neckline, and the moist white jade buckle was slightly cool to the touch, making one unable to resist playing with it.
After the long kiss was over, Wen Heng hugged Shi Yu's waist, and whispered in her ear: "You are so proficient in unbuttoning, how many times have you thought about it in your mind?"
Shi Yu blushed, kissed his chin and said, "To tell you the truth, when I saw you for the first time in the teahouse that day, I already wanted to do this."
Finally unbuttoning all the buttons on his lapel, Shi Yu's hands slipped in from his slightly open waist, and when she noticed his tight body, she chuckled lightly and scratched him with her nails deliberately mischievously. The muscles of the lower back.
But the next moment, Wen Heng pinched her waist and picked her up, letting her sit on his lap.
"Speaking of that day, I answered so many questions you wanted to know, shouldn't you also tell me when you fell in love with me?"
Feeling the man's breath enveloping him, Shi Yu let him manipulate him, and couldn't help thinking about the Eighth Heaven in his mind.
"I don't know." It wasn't a whim that night.
She is not a person who easily believes in feelings, even if she has a good impression, she will not easily indulge in it.
Wen Heng... Wen Heng is the grass in her heart, only a little tipped, and then it grows crazily.
"That means you have taken a fancy to me very early?"
"No!" This one firmly refused to admit it, and just as she was speaking, she suddenly let out a low snort, and her whole body lay in Wen Heng's arms.
"Will someone..." Her face was already hot, and she asked a little bit.
"You didn't think so when you unbuttoned me just now," Wen Heng liked to see her duplicity the most, "How about I come out?"
"You are not allowed to speak!" Shi Yu's body has already softened, no matter how heavy the tone is, it is too sweet to melt.
Wen Heng laughed lowly, "It's fine if I don't go out, call brother to listen."
"Wen Heng!" Shi Yu was almost made to cry by him.
"If you don't want to, I can wait slowly."
"You..." Shi Yu bitterly bit his shoulder like a kitten, and then said softly, "Brother..."
After succeeding, Wen Heng's eyes were full of smiles, um, Brother Qing.
The spring flowers are blooming all the way. For others, this is a time of suffering, but for Shi Yu Wenheng, this is their rare quiet time.
Ten thousand years is not too long, and a hundred years is not too short. With you, it is just right.