Chapter 322 (1/2)

Maureen's little face was red and white.

Shyly raised his eyes, he saw Ni Yajun's clear and meaningful face, looking at her with expectation.

She slowly closed her eyes as the little hands hanging from both sides of her body clenched into fists.

If you don't have love experience, you'll be afraid of nothing. If you haven't been out of the palace, you'll always watch TV dramas. Just close your eyes and lift your chin, without saying a word.

The room did not turn on the light, the lavender half curtain covered some two first kisses, also covered half of the brilliant sky.

Ni Yajun's silhouette is gilded by the sunlight projected in. The tall and straight figure in the white shirt is slightly bent, and her lips are lightly and gently printed.

Four lips stick together, nothing else.

Just like this, under the light halo, the beautiful silhouette can be painted, pure and flawless.

Full of Prince and Cinderella's pure happiness.

After all, he smiled, left her lips, looked at her blush, and happily held her in his arms: ”Momo, I will cherish you.”

”Well.” She gave a light reply and raised her hand to slowly circle his waist.

There is no hot kiss in full swing, no fierce cross cutting, such a simple touch of lips and lips, but in the hearts of the two people there are layers of ripples.

They all feel that after this simple kiss, the distance between them has already taken a big step forward!

- different people, different love -

the small restaurant on the second floor has been cleaned up very clean.

Mu Tianxing knows that qushiwen is a very good craftsman. You don't need to worry about the taste, but there are still some dishes that parents never eat.

I didn't think it was important before. Now I'm married to Ziwei palace. It's hard to get together with my parents. Mu Tianxing remembers all of them and comes here to have a look ahead of time.

The dining table is located in front of the floor to floor window. Outside the window are tall crape myrtle trees in the front yard. Closer, you can see the basketball court and parking lot below.

Mu Tianxing tried to light, and half covered the sea blue curtains, looking at this warm little world with satisfaction. His nose was full of the sweet taste of crape myrtle.

After reading and reading the menu, Qu Shiwen works very carefully, even the side dishes of each dish are clearly written.

Blinking her eyes, she suddenly pointed to one of them and said, ”sister Ashi, my father doesn't like eating pig tails!”

Qu Shiwen was stupefied for a while, then he said with a smile: ”OK, I'll go to change a dish!”

Mu Tianxing nodded and asked about the tea for a while. He even asked about the fruit plate. He thought carefully and thought it was OK. Then he let go and took a long breath.

On the edge of the curtain of the French window, linglie's long and proud body leans on lazily, his hands are gently inserted in his trouser pocket, and his handsome head is slightly slanted, smiling at her.

Looking at the way she worked hard for her family, he could not say the warmth in his heart.

”What are you staring at me like this?”

Mu Tianxing put his hand behind him and opened his eyes shyly.

This guy stood up straight at once, and came towards her gracefully. The posture of lotus growing step by step, the poetic and picturesque face, and a pair of black pupils staring at her with eternal concentration are the killer mace that fascinated her.