Chapter 370 Love is just one word
Even though she had already boarded the return plane, Xiang Nuan and Ilena were still discussing what they saw and thought. From Chinese style to national style, to the collision and exchange of Chinese and Western cultures, a small piece of clothing seems to be unable to bear such a grand proposition.
Jiang Ranran got well this time because he was completely exhausted. He didn't even disturb him even when he got off the plane or entered the house. "Yeah, where are you going?" Jiang Yunhui blocked Xiang Nuan's way. She had just finished taking a shower and her hair was still wet, so she was about to run outside the house.
"I'll talk to Ilena about tomorrow's itinerary." She smiled.
"I've said it just now," Jiang Yunhui shook his head and did not give in. "I've been too tired these two days. The task tonight is to sleep and rest. Let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."
Xiang Nuan frowned slightly. , looking for opportunities to "break through", but was taken back by Jiang Yunhui.
"I'm good at visiting and studying, but I'm not here to participate in the Devil's Training Camp, right?!" Jiang Yunhui lit her nose and sweared like a primary school student, "Leave enough time and space." It is also a way to entertain guests."
"Oh." Xiang Nuan had no choice but to nod. She suddenly thought of a good idea when she was taking a shower. She was so excited that she wanted to share it with Yilena, but she knew that Jiang Yunhui was right.
"Then I'll go and see Ranran."
"Oh, Ranran is with Uncle Huo!" Jiang Yunhui pushed her to the bathroom in anger and blew her hair. Her gentle fingertips were shuttled through her hair with the gentle wind, and she slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfort of this moment.
"Isn't it just falling asleep like this?" Jiang Yunhui smiled, "I'm still showing off my strength, and I can't even open my eyes."
Xiang Nuan smiled slightly and hugged her. His waist snuggled into his arms.
Oh, Jiang Yunhui felt an electric current slid through his heart, and he could no longer extricate himself from falling in love with her.
After coming back, he and Uncle Huo tacitly talked about things in Canada. He didn't ask or say anything, as if that trip had never happened.
"Okay, now I can sleep comfortably." Jiang Yunhui turned off the hair dryer and looked at Xiang Nuan in his arms gently.
She shook her head and said lazily, "Just sleep like this, it's good."
Jiang Yunhui smiled and carried her back to the bed, letting her pillow on her shoulders.
"I don't want to do anything now, I just want to hug you quietly and always hold you." Jiang Yunhui kissed her forehead and said softly.
"Then wouldn't I betray the sinner who charmed the Lord in ancient times?"
"There is a threshold for beauty," Jiang Yunhui pushed her away as if he wanted to see her carefully, and then smiled and hugged her tighter: "You are not evil or charming, you are you, like a mountain. The blooming daisies are bright and free..."
He was still immersed in his artistic conception, but Xiang Nuan turned over and sat up, staring at him with a bulging hair: "You mean me Not feminine?" Jiang Yunhui was stunned. Seeing that she looked really cute, she held back her laughter and shook her eyes The head said, "Those who can charm the Lord are all charming. They should be gentle, gentle, gentle, and charming..."
"A weak and unbearable style?" Xiang Nuan knelt down, put her hips on her hips, Grizzly and pouting have nothing to do with weakness, but her painting style suddenly changed, as if she was possessed by a thousand-year-old fox demon, and called out in a voice: "Brother Yunhui~~~"
Jiang Yunhui beat him He shivered and wanted to survive: "Celebrity is not a pose..."
"What is that?" She said in a coquettish voice, her eyes blurred, and she leaned over inch by inch. Jiang Yunhui's throat tightened and he slowly retreated backwards.
Xiang Nuan was "irritated" by him and pulled over to him by the collar. Jiang Yunhui took advantage of the situation and threw her onto the bed. She panicked, looking at him like a panicked deer flashing her big eyes. "Now is the most seductive look." He whispered and kissed her lips.
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Xiang Nuan likes to wake up in Jiang Yunhui's arms more and more. She likes the sense of security surrounded by endless tenderness. She likes his calm and powerful heartbeat in his ears, especially she likes to rub against his neck and sleep back. Just like he said, do nothing, just snuggle up to the end of time. "It's time to get up." Jiang Yunhui gently blew her eyelashes and grabbed a kitten pretending to be sleeping.
Xiang Nuan smiled and opened a small gap in her eyes and saw a handsome face. She couldn't help but take a deep breath: "I love you, Yunhui."
Her voice was soft, as if she was muttering to herself, as if she was muttering in a dream, and more like she was carrying a sensation in a dream, and more like she was carrying a sensation with her. A drunken mantra. Jiang Yunhui's fingers gently stroked her forehead along the bridge of her nose and lip line, and finally hooked her chin and whispered: "I love you too, Nuan'er."
Smile towards Nuan, like a flower The son suddenly bloomed, and bright stars flashed in her eyes, as if thousands of words were melted into it.
Her lips twitched slightly, as if she was about to say something and seemed to be waiting for something...
"Get up!"
The romantic ended unexpectedly, and the beautiful scene came to an abrupt end. She rolled over and turned over. bed.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
What's the situation? Jiang Yunhui was a little confused, feeling that his affection was shivering when he first reached the height of his heart. The sound of water was already heard in the bathroom, and he covered his eyes and sighed and lay back on the bed.
The little motor is about to start again, and it is another day of running around and having fun!
"Are you sure you won't go with us?" Xiang Nuan asked Ranran while having breakfast.
The little guy shook his head seriously: "I want to do my design at home, I already know what to do."
Xiang Nuan and Ilena looked at each other, holding back their smiles. He said, "Don't destroy the things in the house anymore."
"I know." Jiang Ranran waved his hand impatiently.
Xiang Nuan looked at Jiang Yunhui again, as if she wanted to ask him if he would go, but when he said that, he could only lower his head and keep cooking.
"Mina and I made an appointment at 10 o'clock," she cleared her throat, neither looking at Jiang Yunhui nor Elena, as if she was just a simple announcement, "Let's go after breakfast." The sound was a bit split, so I quickly pretended to cough twice. "You're a little weird this morning." Ilena said after leaving the door.
"Is there any? Me?"
"Yes, just like now, the reaction is a bit overreacting."
"Maybe I'm a little tired."
Elena smiled and shook her head, not revealing her lies. Xiang Nuan covered up the panic in her heart and secretly poked and let out a long sigh. Ilena was very sensitive enough that she couldn't even grasp her little emotions, which were keenly captured by her.
Only Jiang Yunhui, the fool, didn't notice anything. Hum, it's really slow. He is the one who is deeply in love, and he is also the one who is in the elm's head. She couldn't help looking back at the direction of her home, and her mood was in a mess...