"I... how did I fall asleep?" she gently opened her red lips. She may feel embarrassed. Her white face suddenly blushed and embarrassed.

Her hand grasped Feng Tingyu's shoulder and wanted to help him get up. Half way up, he lowered his head, only to the point that his lips would stick to her lips.

Her eyes as like as two peas, his black eyes and white eyes clearly reflected two tiny little ones. Of course, no confusion was found in his eyes, but two identical ones.

She was in his arms, his hand around her waist, ambiguous, intimate and unintentional. Tender eyes like water, as if your eyes only have me, and my eyes can only have you.

Qiao Xiaoxi nervously shrunk his neck and tried to distance them. The man's breath pounced on her face, which was very aggressive.

The handsome face, like God's elaborate carving, is exquisite and perfect in every place. He slightly moved his thin lips and sexy Adam's apple, so he drew a charming arc.

"Thank you..." Qiao Xiaoxi didn't know what to say. He said three words carelessly, quickly escaped from his arms, and then opened the door to go down.

She wore pink high heels on one foot and barefoot on the cobblestone road. Because I was nervous, I didn't realize that one of my feet didn't wear shoes.

The scene in front of her couldn't help but shock her.

I thought the Tingyu villa I saw last night was big enough and deep enough. I didn't expect that in the urban area of city a, there was a villa with a unique cave and old-fashioned buildings.

Compared with the novel, high-end and unique style of Tingyu villa. The closed house is more representative of the architecture of the last century.

But closing the house is not so old-fashioned, which may be the reason why Fang Rou and decoration workers are allowed to repair and reshape every year.

"Yuhao, baby, slow down. Grandma can't keep up." Fang Rou is a little out of breath when Feng Yuhao runs.

Feng Tingyu got down from the car with a pink high-heeled shoe in his hand. Qiao Xiaoxi found that he still had a shoe to wear.

"Thank you..." she stretched out her hand and wanted to take the shoes from his hand and wear them by herself.

Feng Tingyu suddenly crouched down and just avoided her hand. Before she could say no, he had gently held her feet with his hands.

Qiao Xiaoxi looked down at the man's move. His heart was beating wildly. It was about to exceed the heartbeat rate of normal people. She blinked hard to make sure what she saw was real, not illusion.

The man's warm palm, like an electric current, ran through Qiao Xiaoxi's foot skin and into her blood. She moved her feet uncomfortably, feeling flattered.

There are servants closing the house everywhere. So many eyes are watching. Is that really good?

He squatted and knelt on one knee, but he didn't fall to the ground. It's a gentleman and elegant move. Like a prince admired by thousands of people, she is wearing beautiful crystal shoes for an insignificant Cinderella.

"Don't take the illusion as reality." Qiao Xiaoxi whispered this sentence in his heart.

This is what Feng Tingyu reminded her.

"I'll do it myself." when the shoes were half worn by Feng Tingyu, she quickly took back her feet and grabbed the shoes to put them in quickly.

When Feng Tingyu got up, he unexpectedly saw Fang Rou coming out with Feng Yuhao.

In order to show his special intimacy with Qiao Xiaoxi in front of Fang Rou, he grabbed Qiao Xiaoxi's arm and asked her to turn her back to Fang Rou and them.

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