[Yang Yang Tongrenwen] Yang Mao is the warmest

The two families sat down and had a meal together at a certain restaurant on the weekend, at least Yang Mao was quite satisfied.Yang Zhenting didn't put on a face. On the contrary, after seeing Yang Yang's father, he chatted with Yang's father very kindly.

After the meal, we chatted about Yang Yang and Yang Mao. Yang Zhenting had already prepared his heart, and he didn't intend to embarrass them.

"Then when are we going to get the certificate?" Yang Mao asked him, turning his head to the side.Yang Yang couldn't help laughing, he took the goblet from Yang Mao's hand and put it on the table.

"You drink less." It's not good to be photographed drunk if you go out in a while.

"You think I'm drunk?" Yang Mao smiled, she shrugged and took a sip from her cup: "Speaking of which, when do you plan to go with me to get the license?" She resolved all external factors, I believe he has nothing to worry about anymore.

Yang Yang sighed, and smiled: "Ling Lingling, I will put my household registration book in your hand in a while, so you should be at ease then?" Yang Mao chuckled lightly.She did drink a little more today because she was in a good mood.

He entertained the Yang family and his wife for two days in the imperial capital, and Yang Mao personally escorted them to the airport. Before leaving, Yang Yang's mother took Yang Mao's hand and said, "Be good with Yang Yang, come home when you are free." Mao nodded obediently.

As soon as they were sent away, Yang Mao immediately flew abroad to get busy with work.Recently, she intentionally spared her time to be with her elders. There was still a lot of work that she should be busy with, and she was a little dizzy for a while.

But she didn't forget to develop a relationship with Yang Yang at this time, because they have legally become a legal couple.

When Yang Mao drove home, Yang Yang was leaning on the sofa and reading the script.His new script is also an adaptation of a large-scale IP novel, and this time it is also related to e-sports games.

She opened the door and entered the room, Yang Yang raised his head from the script and smiled, "I'm back."

"Well, I'm back." She put her bag aside casually, and sat in his arms with her thin and well-proportioned body, still wearing a thin black sweater and slim leggings, Yang Yang chuckled softly.His little wife has always liked to act like a baby to him since she got the certificate.

"What's wrong? Are you still busy at work?"

"Well, I'm busy." She gently held his face with both hands, from the brow bone to under the eyelids, then rubbed his thin lips from the bridge of the high nose, and finally stroked his cheek.

"But there seems to be nothing that can compare with you."

The corners of Yang Yang's mouth raised slightly, he quietly put his arms around her narrow waist, looked at her tenderly, and let her grope gently on his cheek.

"The first time I met you, it was Miao Miao who showed me a photo of your younger brother's makeup." She said to him softly and lightly: "At that time, I thought that if one day I could Sitting in your arms like this and touching you..." That feeling must be great.

His nose bridge is really high. Among Chinese men, the nose bridge is not high but there are many good-looking ones, but he has that absolutely attractive modeling face.

"I once saw a fan say that he wanted to slide on the bridge of your nose." She suddenly chuckled, "Can you allow me to slide first?"

"As you wish." His Adam's apple vibrated, and a magnetic voice followed.Yang Mao pursed her lips and smiled at him again, she held his cheek with a little force to push him down.Then the lips gently came to the bridge of his nose, and the little tongue licked his lips involuntarily, but touched his skin.

He let out a low gasp, trying to restrain himself from moving, but his body was a little tense.

"Puchi~" She felt the reaction from him beneath her, and smiled very satisfied.The heads moved back slightly, and the two looked at each other with tenderness and nostalgia reflected in their eyes.

Holding up the man's face, she lightly rubbed his smooth chin with her fingertips and smiled at him seductively: "I'm sorry~" Then kissed his lips.

To be precise, this is their second kiss, a real kiss.

Her lips were not as sophisticated as they seemed when they pressed against his lips, and Yang Mao's kissing skills were still so young.His fluttering eyes were stained with a smile.Yang Mao also opened her eyes, and when she met her eyes, she suddenly bit his lips slightly harder, silently reprimanding him for his inattention and ridicule.

The gentle touch on his lips seemed to awaken the sleeping desire, and his eyes gradually became cloudy.

He gently raised his arms to wrap her in his arms, with the distance between his foreheads touching, he smiled lightly, and kissed her in a rebellious manner.Her lips were extraordinarily moist and sweet, and he had felt it the last time he kissed her.It's not that he has never kissed other girls, because of the occasional need for work.

But he has never felt this way before. Kissing her, and the fragrance of her body wafting through his nose, he only felt that he, who had always been calm and self-controlled, might lose control at any time.

Yang Mao instinctively groaned and moved closer to him.However, he was suddenly pushed on the sofa and exchanged the direction of the two of them. There was restraint in his eyes, but also a little out of control.Of course Yang Mao knew what he was thinking, but she also knew what she was expecting.

She didn't want to make any regrets between them, and said: "Don't be afraid, you are my husband, you can do it." She pulled him down with her deep hands, and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

As if this kiss gave him confidence, the man took a deep breath and lowered his head to bury her neck.

Yang Mao felt itchy in her heart, something must change today, she said to herself.His hands also moved around behind his back.

His eyes were gradually filled with lust, he supported his body with one hand, and gently and slowly stretched the other hand into her sweater...

"Hmm..." His hand was a little cold, although it wasn't too cold, but touching her scorching skin still made her tremble uncontrollably for him.

"Let's go back to the room..." She asked softly in his ear.He looked down at her flushed cheeks, and pulled out his warm hands to hug her.Yang Mao's slender legs wrapped around his waist reflexively.

He didn't say anything, but his footsteps brought her back to the room like the wind.Lure her to lie down. Go back to bed...

"You can call me to stop at any time, do you hear me?" I vaguely heard him finish this sentence in his ear, and then started the first exercise of the day.

Since it was the first time for both of them and they were not familiar with each other, he was very gentle, but when she entered into her moaning and crying, he also panted and paused to let her adapt to him...

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It was early in the morning when Yang Mao woke up, and she woke up because she was hungry.Yang Yang was wearing a clean pure black woolen sweater and was sitting by the bed, reading a book facing the typhoon with not too strong light.

"Yangyang~" She propped herself up and tried to sit up, but when she called him, she realized that her voice was unbelievably hoarse.

Yang Yang put down the book, looked up at her with a gentle smile, "Wait a minute." He poured some hot tea in the thermos before going to her side to help her drink tea.

Yang Mao followed his hand and drank some hot tea before he felt alive.She raised her eyes to look at him, obviously it was still dark outside, and even though it was very late, he still looked energetic.

It was only after she let her mind go and wandered off that she realized that at some point, he had already cleaned up their bed, and she was already wearing clean pajamas.

"What time is it?" She rubbed her loose long hair and asked him.

He replied, "A quarter past three."

Yang Mao frowned and looked at him: "Aren't you sleepy? You've done it so many times just now?" On the surface, it seemed that she didn't change her face when she said this, but her earlobes covered by her long hair had already started to feel hot.

Yang Yang stroked her hair and laughed dumbly, "In this state, if I sleep with you, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist eating until dawn." There was something in his words, which caused the blush on Yang Mao's earlobe to climb up successfully. Touching her cheek, she slapped his chest angrily, but the force was not too light.

"Eat, eat, eat, you will know that you are taking care of yourself." She finally couldn't help but began to complain about him: "I haven't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon."

"Huh? Didn't you eat anything?" he asked.Yang Mao pouted and nodded, he leaned over and kissed her lips, and the curve of his mouth widened again: "Didn't you eat me?" He ate it several times.

Is that what she wants to eat?Yang Mao finally realized how powerful the man's broken mouth was.She turned her head indignantly, knowing that he didn't intend to argue if she said nothing.

Yang Yang was amused by her childish action, he helped her straighten her long messy hair: "I'll help you make something to eat, soon, you sit for a while." Kiss him lightly, then get up and leave the room.

Although her mouth is always arrogant, the feeling of wanting to be with him has never been less arrogant in her heart.

Due to work reasons, Yang Mao packed his bags and flew to France the next day.Li Shuo personally came to Yang Mao's house to pick her up to the airport, Yang Yang took the suitcase out of the room and handed it to him, and Yang Mao was still changing clothes in the closet.

"Outside, I just ask you to take care of it, Brother Shuo." Yang Yang entrusted with a smile.Li Shuo nodded as a matter of course, and looked him up and down again.

"You are becoming more and more like a male host now." Li Shuo commented with a smile, "As expected of a married person, although it may not be obvious, but you are mature." He patted Yang Yang on the shoulder, The latter also chuckled.

Recently, Yang Mao has a lot of work, and Shang Ze and Gu Yi also participated in some jobs. Yang Mao signed two new French stars to Fanxu's company.

It was early morning when she came back from France and was drizzling.She was wearing large black sunglasses and a baseball cap, and a loose pure white sweater made her look slim.Li Shuo was in France to handle some follow-up work, so he didn't come back with her.

Probably because the company did not hide the itinerary of her return, her fans spontaneously waved small flags in the lobby of the airport to pick her up.

Seeing that she really appeared, the fans were excited for a moment, and the scene seemed a little chaotic.Yang Mao meaningfully waved her hand to the fans as a greeting. She put her fingers on her lips to signal everyone to keep quiet. Many fans cooperated and took pictures quietly, but some fans still shouted her name loudly. .

The bodyguards circled a circle as much as possible to protect that no one could squeeze into Yang Mao, but there were still a lot of little girls clinging to her, and all the bodyguards were big and thick men, and because Yang Mao had told them not to hurt them , so they didn't dare to really push the fans.

People came and went, Yang Mao not only did not reverse the jet lag during his trip abroad, but also followed Shangze day and night to read the documents of the new project they cooperated with and deal with problems.She was in a trance at first, but a sudden sharp pain on her right arm woke her up violently.

"Ah! Mr. Yang is injured!" Someone yelled, and the whole scene became even more chaotic.Yang Mao lowered her head, and she saw that her right arm was already bright red, and the pure white cotton sweater was cut directly by a sharp object, and her blood instantly stained the skirt beside her.

Yang Mao frowned, she felt her head getting heavier and her eyes began to turn black, and then there was noise and exclamation in her ears, and she lost consciousness.

The author has something to say:

I need to say something special, I am worried that some readers Maomao will not be able to accept the meaty smell of baa baa, so I use "he" in all the parts of the lamp, and those who are incompetent don't have to force it [pen refill]