The young man's slender and beautiful figure was suddenly pressed down, and the kapok was pressed on the bed by him.
His blue eyes were dim, and he lowered his slender eyelashes. The girl was wearing a skirt, revealing her fair-skinned arms. The clavicle line was exquisite. She hadn't worn a corset anymore, and now she had obvious curvature.
Ai Wei's breathing became unsteady, he lowered his head, and his thin lips brushed against the tip of the girl's ear.
Kissing lightly, the voice that entered the ear was already hoarse, and the ending was catchy, and I could hear the unique charm of a teenager, "Don't cry now, cry again later."
"..." Mu Mian was a little confused, she blinked her eyes: "What are you doing?"
The boy's kiss landed on her lips, moved down slowly, and pecked her chin lightly, and the warm breath fell on her shoulder, "What do you think?"
The atmosphere in the room slowly rose, and ambiguity grew.
Until the end, the boy's eyes were still bright, but they were a little more charmingly blurred.
The teenager was short of breath.
"Now you can cry."
"..."
Kapok bit her lip tightly, holding back her tear glands.
His voice was hoarse and intoxicating: "Aren't you crying?"
"..."
"That doesn't seem to be enough."
"... woo."
I don't know how long it took, the sky outside the window was dark, Mu Mian closed her eyes, and the people next to her rushed over, their white foreheads resting on her forehead.
When Kapok moved, Ai Wei immediately opened his eyes. In the darkness, he stared closely at the girl's white face, and he said calmly, "Can't sleep?"
The girl murmured in a low voice, which was regarded as a response.
The boy raised his bony fingers and gently patted her on the back, "Then talk to me."
Mu Mian really didn't feel sleepy at all, she opened her eyes and looked at him, "What are you talking about?"
The teenager smiled: "Tell me how much you love me."
"..." Kapok was speechless: "boring."
She might as well be sleeping.
Ai Wei's thin lips pressed against her cheeks, her delicate cheeks were calm, exuding a calm and indifferent temperament, but he softened his voice, "Look at me."
Kapok still looked over.
The young man rubbed her small face with his fingertips, his eyes were shattered and gentle in the dark night.
"Do you want to get out of here?"
Kapok paused, and she blinked her eyelashes.
"Get out of here... where are you going?"
"It doesn't matter where you go." The young man said, his bright red lips parted slightly: "As long as you are here, I can go anywhere, how about... let's leave together."
He paused, his voice low and hoarse.
"Just the two of us."
Kapok had no objection, so she nodded.
"good."
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The next day, Kapok dismissed all the servants in the castle, and none of the ministers remained.
When Ian left, he packed his bags. He looked back at the boy, his eyes were still sentimental, and he just said goodbye calmly.
The old minister is old, and his sons and grandsons are all in his hometown. He is going to go back to his hometown to spend his old age.
While Mu Mian and Ai Wei got into the carriage.
out of here.
The two held hands tightly, and the girl wore a knitted hat on her head, blown by the wind, she held on to her hat, and her hair flew up.
After a while, her arms were a little sore, and the boy raised his hand to help her hold the hat.
On the road, I saw someone fighting in Kapok far away. Looking carefully, Ai Wei found that it was his father who used to beat and scold him frequently.
Kapok asked him, "Do you still hate him? How about I get out of the car and beat him up to avenge you?"
In fact, without her being involved, those street gangsters were about to beat Ai Wei's father to death.
But the boy looked at the girl who raised her fist softly, and pulled the corner of his lower lip: "No need, I don't care about him anymore."
The current him can be taken into consideration by him.
only one person.
And this person was sitting next to him.
The two continued on their way in the carriage.
When being blown up by the wind, the boy helped the girl hold down the hat she wanted to fly, then hugged her gently, and kissed her cheek lovingly, as if treating the most precious treasure in the world.
He said: "I once lit three matches."
"First match, wish St. Lux the happiest man in the world."
"Second match, I hope St. Lex can make me the happiest person in the world."
"The third match, I hope I can make St. Lux feel the happiest person in the world."
Wanting you to make me feel like the happiest person in the world - wanting you to fall in love with me.
Want me to make you feel like the happiest person in the world—
I want you to marry me.
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Each of the wishes of the three matches is related to you.
(end of this chapter)