The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Once again stepping into that beautiful and illusory realm, Lan Xinhui could still feel the shyness, nervousness, and mixed feelings of curiosity back then.

Obviously, she was already lying safely on the warm and soft quilt, but the deer in her arms was still jumping around in panic.

She blinked her big eyes uneasily, looking at him who bent down to kiss her.

Obviously, he is very close to her, but she can't seem to see his face and expression clearly.She just felt as if she had fallen into a mist, and everything was shrouded in misty mist, hazy and unclear.

However, the strange thing is that her feeling was very clear, she could feel him slowly approaching her so clearly, even before his fingers touched her, she already had a pre-cognition.She responded to him with a slight trembling that couldn't be suppressed.

He is very gentle, whether it is the hand that is caressed slowly, or the lips that are gently kissed.He seems to be slowly, slowly caressing the butterfly that may fly away at any time, and seems to be gently kissing the dew that may break at any time...

The gentle and gentle movements seemed to be a graceful invitation to dance -- a gentle and solemn invitation.

Her face was burning hot and her heart was beating wildly.

However, it was strange that she was able to return the gift in a very ladylike manner under such flustered circumstances.

"Are you ready?" She heard him whisper in her ear, the low voice carried excitement, depression and longing that she could feel.

"Well," she responded shyly, hearing a strange softness in her own voice.

Although she had already said that she was ready, he didn't rush straight to the subject, but took her carefully, doing the preparatory activities gently, and only after he was sure that she was completely ready, he took her to formally dance .

Perhaps thanks to his gentleness and caution, she did not experience the pain of stumbling and tearing like last time, which gradually made her nervousness and fear disappear.She gradually put aside all distracting thoughts and responded to him wholeheartedly.

Their dance steps are more skillful than last time, and their dance has become smoother, more tacit, and more joyful...

She felt that they had come to that dreamy beautiful world again: trees and trees were blooming around them, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the beautiful petals were fluttering in the wind, and their feet were covered with thick soft and colorful Luo Ying...

In the dreamlike beauty, he hugged her and danced in a cheerful rhythm: advancing and retreating leisurely, spinning tacitly, jumping up lightly from time to time...

He took her to enjoy the clear and cheerful streams and the beautiful valleys in the dance.Then, he led her to dance higher and higher, slowly climbing up the mountain.

"Tired?" He gasped and whispered in her ear, and slowed down his movements considerately, gently kissing away the sweat on the tip of her forehead and nose.

She shook her head, panting, and wiped his sweaty chest for him, but the sweat dripped out and couldn't be wiped away.

After a short rest, they continued to climb, dancing step by step upward.

He patiently led her, accompanied her, and danced to the magnificent peak.

They stood on the top of the high ground hand in hand, admiring the breathtaking scenery, and when they had a panoramic view, their eyes looked at each other.

They looked at each other,

smile at each other,

Then they soared into the air together tacitly——

The extreme gorgeousness and charm made her exclaim "Ah--".

He hugged her tightly in a solid and warm embrace, and led her to jump high together, from that ultimate leap into the clouds and mist nine days away, holding her with him, from the fairy Falling straight into reality in the air-filled clouds and mist...