Kuaiwen's pretentious daily life of female accessories

Cheng Ci was silent for a while, sighed, reached out to pick him up, and sat on his lap...

"You should know what I mean."

"I do not understand."

"I don't want to make things too ugly with my dad, but I don't want to lose you even more. Haitang, I can't see you being too close to him, I will die."

He looked at her very deeply, and the sadness in his eyes was too obvious...

"Aci, I thought you already knew it very well."

"Stop talking and move out, okay? At least you're not married to anyone now, right?"

He hugged the girl in his arms tightly and rested his chin on the top of her head, not wanting her to see the tears gathering in his eyes.

"You were originally my fiancée and my future wife, Haitang!"

"Aci, what we are advocating now is freedom of love and marriage. The marriage contract between the two families is only what the elders want to continue. Moreover, the person my parents are implying is not me, but Xia Lili..."

"Xia Lili is nothing."

"Hehehe, Aci can't be so rude."

Cheng Ci held Haitang's chin, lowered his head and kissed her lips, his eager and fierce attack as if he was eager to deny her words.

The more Cheng Ci thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, and his movements became a little more ruthless.

Haitang was in pain from being kissed, and a soft and soft sound of begging for mercy came from her lips and teeth, "Aci, don't, don't do this..."

Cheng Ci's begging for mercy broke Cheng Ci's mind.

He originally just kissed subconsciously, but now...

Cheng Ci's big palm slid in along the gap in his clothes.

The girl in her arms trembled slightly and gradually softened.

"Haitang, you are mine!"

His breathing gradually became heavier, and he turned the girl in his arms around and pressed her down on the sofa. She was so delicate and soft, and he held her all under his tall figure.

"Aci."

He bent down and kissed her on the lips.

"Begonia, take two bites."

Without saying a word, he pinched her waist with one hand, and pulled her hand above her head with the other hand, clasping their fingers tightly.

Gently, thinly, softly, slowly, hard.

The atmosphere in the living room is charming and sticky.

It gets progressively worse.

She raised her head slightly, and he seemed to suck the air out of her lungs, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

Repeatedly.

Two small hands climbed up his back, each finger working hard.

...

The movie is still playing.

The figures in the reflection of the TV screen intertwined.

When he is moved, he is too alluring.

Haitang felt that she was almost drowned in this deep love.

There was a moment of relenting.

Hooking the back of his neck, "Aci, be gentle."

"it is good."

The deeper the love, the more humble it becomes.

...

Haitang finally pushed the bankbook back into his hand and did not agree to his proposal.

"Aci, are you going to study abroad?"

"I won't go, I want to guard you."

Haitang glanced at him and continued: "My parents came to the school to find me and asked me to tell my uncle to give the other spot to Xia Lili."

Cheng Ci leaned lazily on the sofa, with a sneer on his lips, "They're pretty loud in their calculations."

"They asked for it, and I don't know what to do."

"I told my dad to leave it alone."

"OK then."

...

The next day was the school where Cheng Ci sent Haitang to.

He sent her to the school gate, still a little reluctant to leave. He took her hand and kissed her on the lips, "I have something to do tonight. I may not be able to go home until tomorrow. Let the soldiers pick you up. If you are afraid, give me an office." Call up."

"Okay, you go."

When Haitang got out of the car, she met Murong Chen's cold eyes.

The young master is obviously angry!

It was the first time Murong Chen saw Haitang not applying it like a dog-skin plaster. He didn't move a step and just looked at her.

"Murong, good morning."

Haitang said hello and walked past him without any intention of coaxing him.

Murong Chen stretched out his hand to hold her, looked at her deeply, let go and passed her fingertips, holding them tightly, "I'll take you to the classroom."

He still took out the thermos cup in his arms and said, "Here you go, hot milk. It's sweet and delicious."

The moment Haitang raised her eyes and met his eyes, her heart trembled.

She frowned, it felt a little strange.

She still reached out and took it, even though she didn't like sweet milk.

"thanks."

The two walked in silence for a while. Murong Chen adjusted himself and put a cynical smile on his face again, "Haitang, let's eat in the cafeteria together at noon."

"Well, okay."

"Haitang, do you have anything you like?"

Haitang also thought about it seriously, "I think I love beauty. I like all the things that make people beautiful, such as beautiful clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry, skin care products, cosmetics, perfumes... "

The atmosphere gradually became relaxed again.

The two didn't walk quickly, but holding hands so openly still attracted the attention of many people.

However, Murong Chen carefully wrote down Haitang's preferences. His thoughts were very simple. He should be nicer to her. Even better, he must be better than Cheng Ci. To make her like him, don't be so good to Cheng Ci anymore. Look. So sad! !

After sending him to the door of the classroom, there was still some time before class started, but Murong Chen refused to let go.

He kept asking people to find topics, going around in circles, and finally asked the question in his mind, "That Cheng Ci is so close to you, what does he want to do?"

"My brother said he wanted to buy me a house so that I could register my household registration. I didn't want it and refused."

"That's too good of a no. We don't want his stuff."

Haitang looked at him with some confusion, "I'm going in, you should go to class quickly."

"it is good."

...

Young Master Murong skipped class again.

Go home to find grandpa! ! !

"Grandpa, I want to buy a house for Haitang to register as a registered permanent resident."

Grandpa Murong was taking care of his baby in the horse pen. When Chad saw his grandson running back from school again, he looked confused.

"Why did you skip class again? If you don't study hard, are you going to be a gangster? If you don't study well all day long, be careful I'll beat you up."

Murong Chen's whole face wrinkled, "Grandpa, did you hear what I said? I want to buy a house for Haitang and register her household registration."

"Haitang? That girl doesn't have a household registration?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I want to buy her a house and register her household registration."

"Go, go, go. I don't know anything. At least understand the situation first."

Murong Chen sat down on the small stool next to her, with a bitter look on her face, "My little wife is so pitiful. She doesn't have a house, and she doesn't even have a household registration."

Grandpa Murong raised his eyebrows, "Young daughter-in-law?"

“What kind of house do you want to buy?”

"I don't know. Buy the best one. Grandpa, please give me the money."

"Go, go, I have no money, it's a waste of money."

"Then give her our home?"

"I'll give you money and you go see the house."

Murong Chen stretched out his hand and stopped in front of Grandpa, "Thank you, Grandpa."