Mature Age + Spoiler

"Okay, I will serve you hard." Yang Yang smiled like a wolf, a hungry wolf.

Yan Xin said that was not what she meant at night, she just blamed Yang Yang for being full of □.Yang Yang really complied with this sentence, this is an age like a wolf and a tiger.

In the morning, Yang Yang raised her sore hand and realized that there was something extra in her hand. She raised her hand and put it in front of her eyes. Her misty eyes gradually became focused and concentrated on her fingers. The shiny thing was a She was ecstatic about the diamond ring, and turned to look at the person next to her pillow. She was still sleeping soundly, with the same ring on her left hand on the quilt.

Yan Xin put the ring on while she was asleep, did she want to surprise her?

This is more than a surprise, this is a great gift and joy.

Yang Yang's passionate kiss made Yan Xin unable to breathe normally. She was awakened by Yang Yang's kiss, and a hand wandered around her body to ignite a fire, and then penetrated into her legs, entering her wet place inch by inch.

Who will take this lunatic away!Yan Xin groaned, luckily Yang Yang didn't hear what she was thinking, otherwise Yang Yang would cry for her, or take revenge on her fiercely.

Yan Xin knew that Yang Yang would go crazy with excitement, so she didn't put the ring on her face in front of her. She put the ring on her hand only after Yang Yang fell asleep at night, but it's the same, if she doesn't go crazy at night, Waking up during the day is still the same madness.

Yang Yang said over and over again: "I love you."

"I know." Yan Xin said.

This answer did not satisfy Yang Yang, Yang Yang used his body to punish her, Yan Xin cried out excitedly, Yang Yang was still stirring in her body, making her legs tremble.

"Say I love you."

Satisfy her and make her happy.Yan Xin gave in, she said: "Fool, how could I not love you."

This answer satisfied Yang Yang, but it was only temporary, what she wanted was definitely not these, what she wanted was Yan Xin's life.If possible, there is another life.

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The reason why she remembers is probably because she ate my roasted chicken wings. I think I really can’t laugh or cry. The reason for laughing is this, but what I cry about is whether she can remember me more besides these.

People are greedy animals, but I never dare to expect anything extravagantly. For her, I want to indulge myself and expect more.

After get off work, I always stay at the elevator entrance for a while, for the occasional opportunity to share the elevator.

I know that I did all this deliberately, like an unrecognized thief, more seriously, a voyeur, I stole a little bit of good time from her place and treasured it in my heart.

She may not know that every time she greets me and tells me that I will see you tomorrow, I will be very happy. It seems that she is drunk and can't tell the north from the south.

"Mr. Qiao." I met her at the elevator entrance, and this was the fourth time I took the elevator with her to get off work.She noticed it, and when she saw me, she said, "Do you leave work at this time every time?"

"Yeah." I stared down at my toes, begging myself not to act like a lunatic.

"What a coincidence." Her voice was pleasant.

In fact, it is not a coincidence, I deliberately waited for this moment, I did bad things, and created coincidences again and again.

As the elevator descended, she began to ask me about my work. I found that I was afraid to look into her eyes. I would unconsciously avoid her eyes. I was afraid of seeing her eyes, and even more afraid of being seen by her.I saw in the mirror that my eyes revealed what was on my mind, and it turned out that I couldn't hide it.

When I looked up at her, I realized that she was listening to me.I knew she meant it, and that's true of anyone, including someone I'm meeting for the first time.

She makes me like it even more.

After I went to work, I avoided spending time with my family. I moved out a little bit to prepare for flying away from this home. When I got home, except for the nanny at home, I would leave a meal for me. Others probably thought I was not existing.

The nanny sat at the dinner table while I ate, knitting scarves for her elementary school-age children, and she was the only person in my family who could speak a few words.

She told me to cherish blessings, I have everything that others can't ask for, why should I be unhappy.

I'm also wondering if it's because I'm too greedy, I have what others desire but I'm still not satisfied.

She is my longing, the proof that I am not content with the status quo.

A few days after my job became regular, my father suddenly changed his mind and asked me to leave the company. He finally put a little thought into arranging work for me and putting me in the career establishment.It is a leisurely job. I know that there are girlfriends who work there, and they get more land than ordinary people, but they do very little work, and the company's requirements for this position are also minimal.

The reason why Dad changed his mind was because others disdain my profession, which made Dad lose face in front of his friends. If it wasn't for this, he would never spend more time thinking about it for me.

He asked me to think for myself. In fact, he had already made his own decision. The reason why he asked me was just to exercise the responsibility of informing. As for me nodding or shaking my head, I couldn't change his result.

I spent one night writing my resignation letter, typed out one word, and then deleted it. I was hesitating and hesitating.

The next day, I was standing by the elevator waiting for her, and every minute of the walk became torture for me.The moment she came out of the corner and walked into my sight, there was a voice in my head urging me: Hurry up, go up and say you love her, you have to let her know, otherwise you will never have the chance to say it again.