The New Wife is Delicious: The President Lightly Loves

But no matter how much Wells regretted it, what he said was no different from the water that was poured out.

That's what it means to be overwhelmed by water.

Joan walked up to the top. This is a cafe she is familiar with. She knows where everything is placed and all the stories that happened here.

I have seen historical changes, and I have also seen joys and sorrows. This small cafe is a small world that has carried too many changes.

Just like the handwritten words on the title page of Mr. White's diary: One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi.

Although I don't know what Bodhi is like, Joan of Arc just likes this sentence. I still remember that I didn't know those wonderful symbols at the time. It was Mr. White who put on his eyes and translated each sentence into French and introduced it to himself.

From being only fluent in French at the beginning to being able to communicate proficiently with others in English, so much time has passed before I knew it. I have changed from a young girl to a woman who can marry, and Wells has changed from a little gentleman to Became a little jerk.

The love that can be ignored has become stronger at this moment, and age seems to be no longer a problem. When will that little gentleman who can smile gently be able to hold up a piece of sky for himself.

It doesn't seem to matter where the candle is, the important thing is that I have found the person who can accompany me hand in hand.

Looking back at the nervous bad boy and smiling, she didn't care about the truth anymore. Joan lifted her skirt and made an invitation to the bad boy Wells.

"Mr. Wells White, I am Joan of Arc, Alice, do you have the honor to invite you to dance with me?" Wells seemed to be infected by Joan's emotions, and he put his hand on Joan's.

"My dear Joan of Arc, I will never refuse your invitation at any time. Because you are my favorite Joan of Arc." Wells made a strong hand, and Joan turned into Wells's room in a circle. embrace.

Joan of Arc turned her back to Wells, and when she raised her head, she could only see the young man's chin. The two people's eyes met. There was no need for music, and the two danced the most suitable dance.

Only a small candle on the counter was shining, and there were no dancers. The lady among the two was even wearing the waiter's clothes, but the two of them danced like a dance.

The bell rang at 12.00, and the two of them ended their dance at the same time. Even though the two of them were almost at odds this year, as long as they danced together, everything would be clear.

The two kissed recklessly, which reminded him that his personal belongings were still in the cafe, and Aliwell, who came back to get things, returned to the wine cellar after walking out.

Such a beautiful atmosphere, but he couldn't let himself be messed up. Ailiwell edited a text message to Wells and quit silently.

No one will bother this wanton couple again, they will be blessed by God, no one will be able to separate them, everything will pass, and the rainbow after the storm belongs to them.

"Why don't you look for candles?" Wells looked at Joan's red lips. The love of these years finally got what he wanted, but he became even more dissatisfied.

I really want...I really want them to be husband and wife now, I really want someone to witness their wedding now, I really want it to be dawn now, as if the two of them are under the blessing of the priest in the church, as if they have the certificate representing marriage now .

"Suddenly realized that the most important things are by my side, and there is no need to be attached to those things." Joan of Arc's eyelashes brushed directly into Wells' heart like a small brush.

Wells couldn't bear it anymore, and after hugging Joan for a while, he hugged her in a completely protective posture and kissed her.

Lovers who have just established a relationship are like this. They can't wait to forget the time, can't wait to rub each other into their arms, and wantonly combine, telling their crazy love, not enough, not enough, not enough, every cell in the body is clamoring for not enough, but What should be done?
It seems that there is no outlet for venting, kissing seems not enough to calm the fire in my heart, I want more, but what should I do?Wells let go of Joan gently, but the lips of the two still did not separate.

It's just that without the enthusiasm just now, the kiss became gentle and tender, with a little more reluctance and less irritability, and Wells seemed to understand something.

The hand slowly slid down Joan's waistline, and Joan grabbed Wells's hand impatiently, "No." The soft resistance was swallowed back into her throat, but Wells did not continue.

When the two finally separated, there was a dreamy silver thread between their lips, "I really want to have you now, but unfortunately the time is wrong and the place is wrong. My dear, my stopping power is 0 when I meet you, you Drives me crazy, but I'm happy with it, and even if it's criminal, I still want you to be mine."

"Wells, you are drunk. You seem to have drunk too much tonight. Can you tell me why you came to propose to me after drinking? Or is it that my existence scares you so much?" Joan of Arc Blinking her eyes playfully, she silently seduced the lover she had just confessed to.

Sure enough, Wells couldn't bear to hold Joan's face with both hands, and put their heads against each other, "Yeah, what I'm most afraid of is losing you. When I propose tonight, I'm already ready for you to refuse." preparation."

"So, if I refuse, what will happen to you?" Joan was looking forward to Wells' answer, but Wells just took a deep breath.

"I didn't think about it, I thought about everything, but I didn't have the guts to think about what would happen to me if you rejected me, because even after drinking, I couldn't accept the fact that you would stay away from me completely. Fortunately, you You did not reject me, dear Joan, you saved a soul that was about to perish."

Wells kissed Joan again, you are my Eve, my rib, my half body, if I lose you too, I don't know if I will go to hell, thank you for accepting me, dear Jean De, thank you.

I will use the rest of my life to love you dearly, please also accompany me to continue, we will quarrel, we will curse, but we must not separate.

The night is still long, I don't know how to spend it...

It is said that after Yan Anan and Gu Xijue came out, the driver who had been appointed before just arrived, and the two of them sat in the car, Yan Anan felt that instead of letting Gu Xijue choose some bad place, it would be better to just go to the private beach behind the villa, it is quiet enough, not too bad Someone will bother you.

So when the two of them were walking on the fine sandy beach, Yan An'an didn't know how to speak. It seemed that the quarrel in the cafe had exhausted all her strength, and the cool sea breeze blew away a bit of her heart. melancholy.

"Tell me, it's been too long, Live and Ah Yan will be worried." Gu Xijue looked at the place where Yan An'an and the others had lived for almost a month, and couldn't help but feel regretful.

Did I miss Yan Danyan's experience, obviously he should be the closest person, but there are too many things, but I have to learn from other people's mouths, now walking in the place where my lover used to walk, but beside me It's not that person, it's a bit bleak no matter what.

"There's nothing wrong with it, I just want to give Ah Yan a guarantee. You know, up to now, the one who hurt Ah Yan the most is none other than you." Yan Anan turned to look at Gu Xi Jue seriously.

"Even if you deny it, it's useless. Children don't have much weight in your eyes. Otherwise, when Ah Yan is pregnant with her first child, you will compromise. Even if this is the case, you may never have another child." What sincerity."

"But this also proves that, ah smoke will follow you, you can leave at any time."

"Don't talk about feelings. Feelings are the most vulnerable to scrutiny. I don't deny that some people's feelings will last a lifetime once they are established. But Gu Xi Jue, you are definitely not among these people."

"Although I say this, I'm actually not so sure about Qin Chu. His job has been decided. Sometimes, I have to stand back. He is a good policeman, but he may not be a good lover or a good father. Because The nature of his job, he didn't have time to break up with me."

"So even if we separate in the end, that's me, but Gu Xijue, you and Ah Yan are too unequal, what can restrain you? No one knows, even you yourself, I'm afraid you can't tell, so... ..." Yan Anan showed a sufficiently bitter smile.

"I don't ask for anything. Tell yourself, what is the reason why you can make Ah Yan feel at ease? You have also seen what Ah Yan was like after Lu Yitan left. I don't want to see such a fragile Ah Yan again, so You say." If you say it yourself, even I can't feel at ease, how dare I give you ah smoke?
"Every promise I make is too weak, so what I can give is just the test of time. You trust me, and I will use time to prove that Yan An'an is not everyone who makes a mistake, but will do it a second time. " Gu Xijue gave such an answer, but it was obvious that Yan Anan was not satisfied.

"Yes, mistakes can be corrected, but injuries are indelible. Gu Xijue, a person who is used to cheating on his lover behind his back, once he is forgiven, there will be a second and third time, because he knows that he doesn't care what he did. Anything will be forgiven."

"Unfortunately, I am not satisfied with your answer. I will not support or hinder the matter between you and Ah Yan, because at least at this moment you like each other, so I will not do anything to influence the process."

"But Gu Xi Jue, you only have this one chance. There are only three things. No one can forgive you unconditionally again and again." Yan Anan looked at the blue sea and let the wind blow his hair.