Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan's eyelashes trembled and her breath tightened a bit, "What do you have to eat? I don't want to eat."

Mo Chiwei faintly curled his lips, and he seemed to be in a happy mood, "I don't know if it tastes good until I eat it." While talking, looking at her eyes, it was like a secluded pool under the moonlight, and it was so clear that it made people palpitate and flustered. .

Tang Xinyan drank, her face flushed.

His lips pressed lightly and said nothing.

My heart is slightly moving.

He suffered such a serious injury on his back for her and his mother. If it were not for the misunderstanding between him and Qiao Fei, she might not have known that he was injured.

He was afraid that she would be sad and blame herself, so he would rather bear it alone.

Is it hard to find such a man with a lantern?

He had a strong look at her, she had always known it.

As long as he doesn't dislike her, she will give it to him!

...

After eating, the two came out of the restaurant.

Tang Xinyan was thinking about how to confess her first incident to him, but she couldn't say the embarrassing thing.

With her head hanging down, she frowned for a while, bit her lip for a while, she was so shocked.

Mo Chiwei hasn't touched any other woman, he is clean, but she--

If he knew that she had slept with a middle-aged man, would he regret marrying her?

"Let let let let..." A little boy wearing roller skates rushed towards Tang Xinyan, and he was about to hit her. Mo Chi quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

The small face pressed into his hard and warm chest, and his waist was clasped by his long and powerful palms, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

This man is full of boyfriend power!

"What are you thinking about?"

His voice was low and magnetic, as if coming from deep in his chest, shaking eardrums.

Tang Xinyan broke free from his arms, lowered his eyes and narrowed, and said in a low voice, "I was just thinking about something."

"What do you think?"

Tang Xinyan bit her lip, gave him a complicated look, then shook her head, "It's nothing." She didn't dare to say, she really didn't dare to say, I was afraid of being rejected by him.

The two talents reconcile, she doesn't want to be affected by those bad things, let alone conflict with him.

"Let's go ahead and stroll around!" She grabbed his big palm and took him a few steps forward.

Seeming to realize something, she quickly withdrew her hand again. But in the next instant, his slender hand was firmly wrapped in his palm.

"We are a husband and wife, don't act like stealing." He stared at her, his eyes dark.

She pursed her lips, "But we are a hidden marriage!"

He took a deep look at her, released her small hand with the big palm, and saw that his face was dark, she quickly took his hand back and stared at him charmingly, "You have to be glad I am not red now. , Otherwise, if you walk on the street, many fans will come to me for autographs."

Looking at the hands between the two, his sharp silhouette softened a lot, "Let's go!"

The two of them held hands and walked very slowly. Even if there was no word, there was a hint of sweetness in the air.

She and Fu Sichen had never been in love with Fu Sichen before, and they had never walked down the street like this.

She seems to have returned to the age of sixteen or seventeen. A thin layer of sweat oozes from the palm of his hand.

She was a little embarrassed and wanted to withdraw her hand to wipe off the sweat, but he held it tightly.

Under the illumination of the street lamp, the shadows of the two overlapped from time to time, intimate and beautiful.