He Is Warmer Than Time

At the corner of the stairs on the second floor, there are floor-to-ceiling windows, the shadowy green outside the windows, the man's white shirt seems to be blurred by the falling sunlight.

Mu Mian's heart is full.

At this moment, the feeling of happiness is maximized.

She was taken back to the room by him, she was still confused, he reached out to help her undress, she even forgot to be shy.

She was full of questions, and she asked out after all.

"You...you know how to design a wedding dress?"

Tang Ji'an took off her clothes, her Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes became turbulent, but he still restrained it well, and picked up the wedding dress on the side: "Put it on."

Mu Mian asked again: "Why didn't I know you could design a wedding dress?"

Tang Ji'an smiled and looked at the clumsy people in wedding dresses: "I only know how to paint. I haven't designed clothes before, but they are the same, and I also refer to other people's opinions. So, do you like it?"

Mu Mian flushed his eyes and threw himself into his arms: "I like it, I like it so much. I will remember your surprise for a lifetime. I want to show off to everyone I can meet. I am so happy."

Tang Ji'an's throat tightened, and he reached out and patted her back gently: "Pull the zipper up first, huh?"

Mu Mian stretched out his hand and wiped away his tears: "You help me, I can't reach it."

She turned her back, and the smooth and delicate entire back appeared in front of him. His eyes were deep and his fingers gently pulled the zipper.

Slowly moving up, his fingers inevitably touched her smooth back, the touch was silky, and he couldn't put it down.

He resisted the instinctive impulse and helped her pull the zipper. In front of the full-length mirror, she was so beautiful that people couldn't look away.

The tailoring design perfectly brought out her beautiful figure, white wedding dress, and holy face.

His eyes are full of love and pampering.

Mu Mian looked at himself in the mirror, his joy was beyond words, this man gave her such a big surprise silently.

She felt that she was about to faint with happiness.

Tang Ji'an stretched out his hand to embrace her waist, and said solemnly: "Do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it so much."

He looked at her dozingly: "That's good."

Mu Mian suddenly turned around, reached out and grabbed his collar, then stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips...

Tang Ji'an was stunned for a moment, and then responded enthusiastically to her.

She kissed and said: "Thank you for your hard work. This is the most happy gift I have ever received. Thank you so much..."

The man's big hand held her waist tightly: "When kissing, don't be distracted."

Their kisses were warmer and richer than the sun at two or three o'clock outside.

At the same time, Song Ran of the Second Artillery Corps ushered in his own nightmare.

The wedding dress designed by Gu Jingxing is also freshly released.

He is quite satisfied with the works he designed, after all, he has put a certain amount of effort into it.

He specifically cleared the field and asked Yin Hua to take the two children and aunt out, and then took Song Ran's hand and said, "There is a gift I gave you in the room, I hope you like it."

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "Huh? What is it?"

He took her hand and walked slowly into the room.

As soon as the door opened, it was twilight, and the atmosphere was wonderful, with dim light enveloped in the room.

Song Ran saw a...white skirt hanging on the hanger beside the bed at a glance?

Or a wedding dress?

After all, the white skirt dragged two pieces of white gauze out from behind, and the rest was ordinary white linen cloth.