"Want to know?"
"hmm"
Yu Tingchuan stroked the back of her head. "If you’re not afraid to say it, it won’t work?"
Don’t turn from the first round!
☆ Chapter 322 Waiting for you to grow old with me.
"Didn’t you say that sincerity is spiritual?"
Song Qingcheng said, "Besides, you can tell me that I won’t go out alone."
Yu Tingchuan hugged her and smiled gently. He rubbed his head against her cheek and his voice was mellow. "You’re an adult, sometimes like a child?"
"Boss Yu can’t change the subject"
Song Qingcheng wakes up
For a long time, Yu Tingchuan began to say, "Seeking a stable wife and children in this world."
The whole song dynasty heard his lips overflow with shallow radian and couldn’t help saying, "Why do you speak so elegantly? Fortunately, I understand."
"Understand what?" Men’s thread is very magnetic.
"…" Song Qingcheng felt that he had to know perfectly well past ask, but he took the initiative to withdraw from his arms and then stretched out his hand and pushed him in the direction of washing his hands. "What time is it? Don’t take a shower with ink."
"Is this a killing donkey?"
Song Qingcheng pursed his lips to see him. "Where are donkeys here?"
Yu Tingchuan smiled and stopped her facial features. "From time to time, I have to get into bed and work hard, and occasionally I have to be led by the nose. What is not a donkey?"
Song Qingcheng "…"
Her ears can’t help reddening and she can’t answer the words.
I can’t express my words.
It’s hard to think of those warm scenes of two people in my heart
"Say that the donkey’s lips are not right and the horse’s mouth ignores you."
With that, she turned and walked to the toffee chair, took the bag again and pretended to be busy rummaging through things.
Yutingchuan chuckled and then washed her hands.
Until the hand washing door closed, Song Qingcheng finally looked up and touched his hot cheeks and sighed, "I am not afraid of hooligans playing hooligans and I am afraid that hooligans have culture."
It’s about ten o’clock at night when both of them have finished taking a bath.
Song Qingcheng took mp3 for listening practice before going to bed.
Yu Tingchuan didn’t rest and lean on the bedside to read a company data report first.
Occasionally, there are papers turning in the room.
Song Qingcheng wore a headset and put the exercise book aside after listening to the first ten conversations. She tilted her head to look at the light in Yutingchuan’s bedroom next to her, which was soft and not as bright as the living room restaurant. However, it was so soft that it set off Yutingchuan’s masculinity.
Being gently pinched by a man’s right hand on her leg.
It seems to be idle not to let her feel the taste of love valley.
I was aware of her gaze. Yu Tingchuan tilted his face and looked deep. His eyes could see a touch of tenderness. "Did you finish it so soon?"
"Not yet" Song Qingcheng presses mp3 tentative key "Now halftime"
"Is it like this during the exam?"
"… it’s not an exam now."
Song said the whole city took a glance at his hand didn’t understand.
（*/w╲*）
Yu Tingchuan put away the report and began to ponder. "Do you want me to read you the original listening text?"
Song Qingcheng steadfastly refused!
He must have a high error rate when he comes to read himself.
I don’t even think about doing the problem.
Song Qingcheng pressed the’ Play’ button to continue the listening test, but the original text was taken away by Yu Tingchuan. In the headset, she turned to the side and noticed that the lines of men were divided into facial contours and protruding Adam’s apple, including the hair that had not been dried thoroughly.
Then the line of sight was suddenly attracted by the silver in the black hair.
It was my own mistake at first.
If you look closely, it is really a white hair.
Yu Tingchuan looked up and saw that her sight became warm. "What’s the matter?"
"There seems to be a white hair."
Song Qingcheng truthfully way
"…" Yu Tingchuan heard the words and then his eyebrows stretched out and his eyes were quiet for her. "It’s normal to have long white hair when you are old. It’s estimated that you have to dye your hair often in another ten years."
Listen to him say that the whole song dynasty was vaguely uncomfortable.
The former boss said that he was really joking when he was old, but now looking at the white hair, she really realized for the first time that he would grow old before herself.
Yu Tingchuan seems to see that she is worried but not as heavy as her. "But I have a gray hair. It may be overworked recently. If I feel that it is an eyesore, it will be gone."
Song Qingcheng is more willing to believe that his work is too busy and thoughtful.
She picked the headset and said softly, "Then I’ll pull it out for you."
The girl leaned over and Yutingchuan could put her arms around her and let the whole Song Dynasty pull out the white hair and hear her voice "It’s just this one. It’s all black."
Yu Tingchuan listened to the faint smile and said with emotion, "Maybe it’s really old."
Song Qingcheng put his hands around his shoulder and said slowly, "You are not old at all. You look much younger than your actual age."
Yutingchuan smiled. "I didn’t hear you say that before."
"I’m afraid you’ll be proud."
The whole song dynasty looked at him with sincere eyes. "Even if you want to be old, I will accompany you. You can’t grow old secretly."
Yu Tingchuan was sighed by her and tightened her waist. The big hand followed her words and answered the male voice. Listening to the warmth, "I am waiting for you to grow old with me."
Smell speech Song Qingcheng bent lip angle nose is still a bit sour.
Everyone will get old, even if time gives irreversible feelings, it is not easy to find the person who will stay together until the end of life.
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