Chapter 994
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The eyes of the cloud are like a layer of starlight in the night, which is more crystal than the sea covered by the intersection of light and moonlight.
She always thought they would fly directly to their destination. Unexpectedly, song Mian took her sailing for a honeymoon on the sea.
In fact, many women have a fascination with the ocean. Cloud thinking is no exception. Stepping on the deck, the wind blowing in the face has a little taste of the sea, which makes cloud think relaxed and happy.
There is a transparent glass room above the ship, which can see the surrounding scenery without being attacked by the cold wind.
The whole glass room is decorated with gorgeous roses in full bloom. There is a beautiful candlelight dinner on the white table. The melting candlelight lights up the carefully decorated room, and the refreshing fragrance goes deep into the heart.
"I haven't eaten Western food with you for a long time. Have a taste of my craft." Song Mian gentlemanly opened the chair for Yun.
"Although I have eaten something, my husband cooks himself. He has to give face." Yun thought happily and picked up the knife and fork. There was only a small piece in the palm of his hand. He couldn't support it after eating.
Song Mian's eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile. His slender fingers picked up the red wine next to him, raised a glass and thought to the cloud: "thank you, wife."
Pick up the wine glass, Yun wants to touch him gently, and the crisp voice spreads out in the quiet flower house, like a beautiful music.
"Delicious!" Cloud thought about a small piece. He couldn't help closing his eyes and carefully aftertaste the fragrance in his mouth. He gave song Mian a thumbs up without hesitation, "did you pack all my three meals a day in our next trip?"
"Baotou three days." Song Mian's eyes flashed a deep and charming light.
"So stingy?" Yun thought about pouting to express his dissatisfaction.
"Three days later, you still want to eat what I made, and I'll satisfy you." Song Mian said meaningfully.
Cloud thought about it and always felt that song Mian had something to say, but she didn't taste it. She looked at Song Mian's expression carefully and didn't think there was any problem. She didn't bother to think about it. Instead, she said, "the memorial company is well arranged. It is said that she pried all her partners abroad, and several of her classmates abroad asked me if I want to say hello to my classmates."
"You don't want to?" Song Mian keenly caught the cloud and hesitated to think about it.
"It's not that I don't want to." Cloud thought about the action in his hand. "I just think the specialty is wrong. They are the pride of heaven. I'm afraid it's difficult to run in. I'm afraid it's because of the involvement, which will affect the management of the memorial."
"Don't worry about it. Now everyone knows that this is a joint venture between you and memorial. As long as memorial recruits people externally, your classmates and fans must know for the first time. Whether they are willing or not depends on them." Song Mian said slowly, "without you, they will follow the rules like ordinary people."
Yun thought about it and nodded: "I think so too, so I rejected the memorial proposal. I said before that I didn't participate in Management..."
Facing song Mian, Yun thinks that there are always endless words. She is not a nag, but she always subconsciously shares her little bits with song Mian.
Song Mian will not be like her, explaining every minute after she separated, but she is a very good listener.
No matter what cloud wants to say to him, he will listen very attentively and respond appropriately to cloud thinking, which won't make cloud thinking boring at all.
This requires great patience and tolerance to achieve.
Unconsciously, a western meal ended in a relaxed chat with Yun.
After dinner, song Mian took her to stand in front of the French window and watch the night scene. I don't know when the soothing melody sounded. Song Mian stepped back two steps and formally gave an invitation to Yun.
Cloud thought about drooping his eyes, and his soft hands couldn't help catching up with his purple black eyes with implicit expectation.
He held her soft waist, his breath wrapped her whole body.
Every rotation of her under his palm was reflected in the depths of his eyes.
Every reflexion of her under his power was more tightly embraced by him after floating to the distance.
She bent in his arms every tilt, are unscrupulous, I believe his arms can support her all.
The soft waist bent down. I didn't know whether the aftereffect of wine made her slightly drunk or whether a hearty dance made her tired. Her white smiling face fainted and dyed two red halos. Her blurred eyes looked at the people close to her.
Fell into his deep eyes, like a drowning man, she couldn't get up, but she didn't want to struggle, just wanted to sink.
His hand was unknowingly loosened, and her arms hung softly around his neck. She bowed and gave her soft lips
She didn't know when she left the flower room and returned to the bedroom. She didn't have time to enjoy the specially decorated room.
The soft roses on the bed don't know when they fall to the ground, the tight buds spread and the petals scattered.
She was expecting and nervous at first, but it wasn't long before she was defeated.
Song Mian had never been so cruel to her, turned a blind eye to her tears, coaxed her again and again, pulled her into the abyss, sank with him, and finally lost consciousness
The night is boundless and spring is strong.
When Yun thought about waking up, he felt weak and weak, opened his mouth to speak, but found a burning sore throat.
"Drink some water." The powerful arms scooped her soft body into her arms and handed her a glass of water.
It was her lover's cup. Yun thought about it and glared at Song Mian. In fact, she wanted to slap the energetic man on the face. However, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.
Song Mian was full of tenderness and doting. His little wife didn't know that there was a trace of beauty in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows at the moment. She thought her fierce eyes were more like a feather brushing the tip of his heart, soft and itchy, making him roll from his throat.
Drinking slightly sweet water, Yun thought about it. Naturally, he didn't see the eyes of a wolf.
Put down the water cup and hold Yun to think. Song Mian moved the small table full of delicious food to the bed, and then fed Yun to think very attentively.
The lazy cloud thinks that whoever comes doesn't refuse. He thinks that song Mian should be a dog man!
He bullied her like this!
His heart was still blocked and his throat was a little uncomfortable. Yun thought about ignoring him with a cold face, but he didn't delay filling his stomach.
Having had enough to eat and drink, Yun thought she was sleepy again. She was just a little sleepy. She felt her hot body lean over and tremble instinctively.
However, before she could escape, she was clamped down by song Mian's hands: "relieve fatigue."
At first, Yun thought it was a little stiff. He gradually realized that song Mian had special rules. Yun thought it over and enjoyed the service of young master song.
Facts have proved that a man's mouth is a liar!
She hasn't left the room for three days!
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The eyes of the cloud are like a layer of starlight in the night, which is more crystal than the sea covered by the intersection of light and moonlight.
She always thought they would fly directly to their destination. Unexpectedly, song Mian took her sailing for a honeymoon on the sea.
In fact, many women have a fascination with the ocean. Cloud thinking is no exception. Stepping on the deck, the wind blowing in the face has a little taste of the sea, which makes cloud think relaxed and happy.
There is a transparent glass room above the ship, which can see the surrounding scenery without being attacked by the cold wind.
The whole glass room is decorated with gorgeous roses in full bloom. There is a beautiful candlelight dinner on the white table. The melting candlelight lights up the carefully decorated room, and the refreshing fragrance goes deep into the heart.
"I haven't eaten Western food with you for a long time. Have a taste of my craft." Song Mian gentlemanly opened the chair for Yun.
"Although I have eaten something, my husband cooks himself. He has to give face." Yun thought happily and picked up the knife and fork. There was only a small piece in the palm of his hand. He couldn't support it after eating.
Song Mian's eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile. His slender fingers picked up the red wine next to him, raised a glass and thought to the cloud: "thank you, wife."
Pick up the wine glass, Yun wants to touch him gently, and the crisp voice spreads out in the quiet flower house, like a beautiful music.
"Delicious!" Cloud thought about a small piece. He couldn't help closing his eyes and carefully aftertaste the fragrance in his mouth. He gave song Mian a thumbs up without hesitation, "did you pack all my three meals a day in our next trip?"
"Baotou three days." Song Mian's eyes flashed a deep and charming light.
"So stingy?" Yun thought about pouting to express his dissatisfaction.
"Three days later, you still want to eat what I made, and I'll satisfy you." Song Mian said meaningfully.
Cloud thought about it and always felt that song Mian had something to say, but she didn't taste it. She looked at Song Mian's expression carefully and didn't think there was any problem. She didn't bother to think about it. Instead, she said, "the memorial company is well arranged. It is said that she pried all her partners abroad, and several of her classmates abroad asked me if I want to say hello to my classmates."
"You don't want to?" Song Mian keenly caught the cloud and hesitated to think about it.
"It's not that I don't want to." Cloud thought about the action in his hand. "I just think the specialty is wrong. They are the pride of heaven. I'm afraid it's difficult to run in. I'm afraid it's because of the involvement, which will affect the management of the memorial."
"Don't worry about it. Now everyone knows that this is a joint venture between you and memorial. As long as memorial recruits people externally, your classmates and fans must know for the first time. Whether they are willing or not depends on them." Song Mian said slowly, "without you, they will follow the rules like ordinary people."
Yun thought about it and nodded: "I think so too, so I rejected the memorial proposal. I said before that I didn't participate in Management..."
Facing song Mian, Yun thinks that there are always endless words. She is not a nag, but she always subconsciously shares her little bits with song Mian.
Song Mian will not be like her, explaining every minute after she separated, but she is a very good listener.
No matter what cloud wants to say to him, he will listen very attentively and respond appropriately to cloud thinking, which won't make cloud thinking boring at all.
This requires great patience and tolerance to achieve.
Unconsciously, a western meal ended in a relaxed chat with Yun.
After dinner, song Mian took her to stand in front of the French window and watch the night scene. I don't know when the soothing melody sounded. Song Mian stepped back two steps and formally gave an invitation to Yun.
Cloud thought about drooping his eyes, and his soft hands couldn't help catching up with his purple black eyes with implicit expectation.
He held her soft waist, his breath wrapped her whole body.
Every rotation of her under his palm was reflected in the depths of his eyes.
Every reflexion of her under his power was more tightly embraced by him after floating to the distance.
She bent in his arms every tilt, are unscrupulous, I believe his arms can support her all.
The soft waist bent down. I didn't know whether the aftereffect of wine made her slightly drunk or whether a hearty dance made her tired. Her white smiling face fainted and dyed two red halos. Her blurred eyes looked at the people close to her.
Fell into his deep eyes, like a drowning man, she couldn't get up, but she didn't want to struggle, just wanted to sink.
His hand was unknowingly loosened, and her arms hung softly around his neck. She bowed and gave her soft lips
She didn't know when she left the flower room and returned to the bedroom. She didn't have time to enjoy the specially decorated room.
The soft roses on the bed don't know when they fall to the ground, the tight buds spread and the petals scattered.
She was expecting and nervous at first, but it wasn't long before she was defeated.
Song Mian had never been so cruel to her, turned a blind eye to her tears, coaxed her again and again, pulled her into the abyss, sank with him, and finally lost consciousness
The night is boundless and spring is strong.
When Yun thought about waking up, he felt weak and weak, opened his mouth to speak, but found a burning sore throat.
"Drink some water." The powerful arms scooped her soft body into her arms and handed her a glass of water.
It was her lover's cup. Yun thought about it and glared at Song Mian. In fact, she wanted to slap the energetic man on the face. However, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.
Song Mian was full of tenderness and doting. His little wife didn't know that there was a trace of beauty in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows at the moment. She thought her fierce eyes were more like a feather brushing the tip of his heart, soft and itchy, making him roll from his throat.
Drinking slightly sweet water, Yun thought about it. Naturally, he didn't see the eyes of a wolf.
Put down the water cup and hold Yun to think. Song Mian moved the small table full of delicious food to the bed, and then fed Yun to think very attentively.
The lazy cloud thinks that whoever comes doesn't refuse. He thinks that song Mian should be a dog man!
He bullied her like this!
His heart was still blocked and his throat was a little uncomfortable. Yun thought about ignoring him with a cold face, but he didn't delay filling his stomach.
Having had enough to eat and drink, Yun thought she was sleepy again. She was just a little sleepy. She felt her hot body lean over and tremble instinctively.
However, before she could escape, she was clamped down by song Mian's hands: "relieve fatigue."
At first, Yun thought it was a little stiff. He gradually realized that song Mian had special rules. Yun thought it over and enjoyed the service of young master song.
Facts have proved that a man's mouth is a liar!
She hasn't left the room for three days!
The eyes of the cloud are like a layer of starlight in the night, which is more crystal than the sea covered by the intersection of light and moonlight.She always thought they would fly directly to their destination. Unexpectedly, song Mian took her sailing for a honeymoon on the sea.In fact, many women have a fascination with the ocean. Cloud thinking is no exception. Stepping on the deck, the wind blowing in the face has a little taste of the sea, which makes cloud think relaxed and happy.There is a transparent glass room above the ship, which can see the surrounding scenery without being attacked by the cold wind.The whole glass room is decorated with gorgeous roses in full bloom. There is a beautiful candlelight dinner on the white table. The melting candlelight lights up the carefully decorated room, and the refreshing fragrance goes deep into the heart."I haven't eaten Western food with you for a long time. Have a taste of my craft." Song Mian gentlemanly opened the chair for Yun."Although I have eaten something, my husband cooks himself. He has to give face." Yun thought happily and picked up the knife and fork. There was only a small piece in the palm of his hand. He couldn't support it after eating.Song Mian's eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile. His slender fingers picked up the red wine next to him, raised a glass and thought to the cloud: "thank you, wife."Pick up the wine glass, Yun wants to touch him gently, and the crisp voice spreads out in the quiet flower house, like a beautiful music."Delicious!" Cloud thought about a small piece. He couldn't help closing his eyes and carefully aftertaste the fragrance in his mouth. He gave song Mian a thumbs up without hesitation, "did you pack all my three meals a day in our next trip?""Baotou three days." Song Mian's eyes flashed a deep and charming light."So stingy?" Yun thought about pouting to express his dissatisfaction."Three days later, you still want to eat what I made, and I'll satisfy you." Song Mian said meaningfully.Cloud thought about it and always felt that song Mian had something to say, but she didn't taste it. She looked at Song Mian's expression carefully and didn't think there was any problem. She didn't bother to think about it. Instead, she said, "the memorial company is well arranged. It is said that she pried all her partners abroad, and several of her classmates abroad asked me if I want to say hello to my classmates.""You don't want to?" Song Mian keenly caught the cloud and hesitated to think about it."It's not that I don't want to." Cloud thought about the action in his hand. "I just think the specialty is wrong. They are the pride of heaven. I'm afraid it's difficult to run in. I'm afraid it's because of the involvement, which will affect the management of the memorial.""Don't worry about it. Now everyone knows that this is a joint venture between you and memorial. As long as memorial recruits people externally, your classmates and fans must know for the first time. Whether they are willing or not depends on them." Song Mian said slowly, "without you, they will follow the rules like ordinary people."Yun thought about it and nodded: "I think so too, so I rejected the memorial proposal. I said before that I didn't participate in Management..."Facing song Mian, Yun thinks that there are always endless words. She is not a nag, but she always subconsciously shares her little bits with song Mian.Song Mian will not be like her, explaining every minute after she separated, but she is a very good listener.No matter what cloud wants to say to him, he will listen very attentively and respond appropriately to cloud thinking, which won't make cloud thinking boring at all.This requires great patience and tolerance to achieve.Unconsciously, a western meal ended in a relaxed chat with Yun.After dinner, song Mian took her to stand in front of the French window and watch the night scene. I don't know when the soothing melody sounded. Song Mian stepped back two steps and formally gave an invitation to Yun.Cloud thought about drooping his eyes, and his soft hands couldn't help catching up with his purple black eyes with implicit expectation.He held her soft waist, his breath wrapped her whole body.Every rotation of her under his palm was reflected in the depths of his eyes.Every reflexion of her under his power was more tightly embraced by him after floating to the distance.She bent in his arms every tilt, are unscrupulous, I believe his arms can support her all.The soft waist bent down. I didn't know whether the aftereffect of wine made her slightly drunk or whether a hearty dance made her tired. Her white smiling face fainted and dyed two red halos. Her blurred eyes looked at the people close to her.Fell into his deep eyes, like a drowning man, she couldn't get up, but she didn't want to struggle, just wanted to sink.His hand was unknowingly loosened, and her arms hung softly around his neck. She bowed and gave her soft lipsShe didn't know when she left the flower room and returned to the bedroom. She didn't have time to enjoy the specially decorated room.The soft roses on the bed don't know when they fall to the ground, the tight buds spread and the petals scattered.She was expecting and nervous at first, but it wasn't long before she was defeated.Song Mian had never been so cruel to her, turned a blind eye to her tears, coaxed her again and again, pulled her into the abyss, sank with him, and finally lost consciousnessThe night is boundless and spring is strong.When Yun thought about waking up, he felt weak and weak, opened his mouth to speak, but found a burning sore throat."Drink some water." The powerful arms scooped her soft body into her arms and handed her a glass of water.It was her lover's cup. Yun thought about it and glared at Song Mian. In fact, she wanted to slap the energetic man on the face. However, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.Song Mian was full of tenderness and doting. His little wife didn't know that there was a trace of beauty in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows at the moment. She thought her fierce eyes were more like a feather brushing the tip of his heart, soft and itchy, making him roll from his throat.Drinking slightly sweet water, Yun thought about it. Naturally, he didn't see the eyes of a wolf.Put down the water cup and hold Yun to think. Song Mian moved the small table full of delicious food to the bed, and then fed Yun to think very attentively.The lazy cloud thinks that whoever comes doesn't refuse. He thinks that song Mian should be a dog man!He bullied her like this!His heart was still blocked and his throat was a little uncomfortable. Yun thought about ignoring him with a cold face, but he didn't delay filling his stomach.Having had enough to eat and drink, Yun thought she was sleepy again. She was just a little sleepy. She felt her hot body lean over and tremble instinctively.However, before she could escape, she was clamped down by song Mian's hands: "relieve fatigue."At first, Yun thought it was a little stiff. He gradually realized that song Mian had special rules. Yun thought it over and enjoyed the service of young master song.Facts have proved that a man's mouth is a liar!She hasn't left the room for three days!
