Tap your chin gently on his shoulder. (First)

The little woman's breathing was slightly tight, and her little hands clenched his clothes.

"I... haven't been in love before... I did see others. Since I was in love, suddenly one day I announced that they were going to get married... Suddenly, I had a baby... Mo Huaiyuan, I..."

Her cheeks slowly became hot. She lowered her head, raised her up again, and said, "I don't know... what kind of process they went through... How did they decide, and they had to live with each other for the rest of their lives... Is anyone like me, feeling like I didn't even think about it, and started to make a decision... Mo Huaiyuan, I know, I might have been too much... Like the last time, I was too much, but... Da"

She also knew that she was no longer young and was pressing against her age.

Perhaps due to An Zhanyu's face, no one dared to urge her to get married openly, and asked why she was still alone. But since she was with Mo Huaiyuan, she began to slowly understand that she was wrong. But it was because of this that she suddenly stopped at the storm of such a storm. She hesitated, panic, and wandered.

Her little hand almost grabbed his clothes. She didn't know if she had made it clear. Her brain was very confused and drowsy. Her feeling was just such a vague fear.

Or maybe, she didn't know what she thought.

Mo Huaiyuan was silent for a long time.

He gently pulled the back of her neck with his big palm, rubbed it twice, gently pulled her body away, facing her face, and a warm breath sprinkled down.

She dared not look at him.

"I haven't said that when I'm with me, I must marry me and have children in the future."

"An Ran, there was no such thing in the conditions when I wanted to be with you."

An Ran listened carefully, her little face turned pale, and she raised her eyes incredibly and looked at him.

Everything was he willing at the beginning.

His desire is unsuccessful.

The takeaway on the table was still there and left for more than ten minutes. He was afraid of the cold, so he turned his head slightly, took it, reached out and gently pulled open the plastic bag, took disposable chopsticks, handed it to her, and asked softly: "Do you drink the soup first, or eat something first?"

The little woman was holding disposable chopsticks, and was stunned and didn't know how to separate. His sudden calmness and nature made her entangled and frenzied heart soothe. She was at a loss and said softly, "It's OK" and waited for what he was following.

Mo Huaiyuan looked at her slightly messy cute head, paused, stroked her hair, and opened the box of crystal steamed dumplings for her.

He moved neatly and slowly, his slender fingers seemed to be flying in her heart.

"You have not been with other people, and I have not been with them for so many years. Ranran, I must admit that humans are greedy animals. At the beginning, I thought that I could be with you and wait for you to say a word of willingness, even if there is nothing in the future, I will be enough."

A faint smile appeared, and he said the deepest words in his heart word by word. He did not speak too much, but every sentence was engraved in his heart.

"I didn't think I might want more."

"You want your love, your care, your trust and dependence...it takes longer, and it's better to be together forever."

"It's very greedy, right?"

He smiled at her faintly, as if asking her, and asking himself.

The little woman felt her heart tremble, her throat was sore, and she couldn't say a word.

"So I was thinking just now..." His tone was very slow, and he smiled slightly, and he was very clear in words, "What's wrong with me? I'm satisfied with this, why do you still feel sad for your unwillingness to have a child?"

How could this happen?

He lowered his head, and he couldn't continue to say anything. But, Ranran, I was really sad.

No matter...why.

He held back all his emotions, and he raised his head, with a hint of heat and a scarlet flush in his eyes, and said hoarsely: "So I don't want to deny... I want, really, I want everything about you. As long as you say, I can prepare everything from tomorrow, I'm just afraid, you refuse. So Ranran-Ranran, tell me, what do you think in your heart, okay?"

What do you think about me?
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