Chapter 17

    Yun Jing didn't expect that Cen Jinglan would suddenly kiss her, and subconsciously took a small step back, just sticking to the wall.

    Cen Jinglan held her lips tightly, and took a step closer to her feet, and the two of them pressed closer together.

    In addition to the smell of pine wood, he was also stained with the fragrance of jasmine flowers, and the air seemed to be sweetened.

    Yun Jing's long eyelashes trembled, and she gently closed her eyes.

    This move undoubtedly encouraged Cen Jinglan. One of his hands holding Yun Jing slid down, grabbed her chin, and lifted it slightly. The other hand moved to the side and supported the wall.

    Even though he had no experience in kissing, he suddenly became enlightened at this moment.

    He pried open her slightly closed teeth and grabbed the tip of her tongue that wanted to escape. He has been itching for the past few days. Now he finally got the chance to get close, and he couldn't help but taste it again and again between his lips and tongue. .

    Yun Jing has never experienced such a fierce kiss, and there is no buffer, and it hits the key point as soon as it comes up.

    Her mind was sucked blank, her heartbeat was fast and chaotic, and her body felt weak involuntarily, much more serious than the weak legs when she saw Zhou Yishen. She could only subconsciously hold on to Cen Jinglan's clothes and let the unfamiliar feelings rampage in her body. She couldn't help but tremble slightly. She was a little scared and a little excited.

    After a long while, Cen Jinglan released Yunjing, but he didn't release it completely. He was still supporting the wall with one hand, and the finger pulp of the other hand gently brushed Yunjing's red lips, and wiped it away. Sparkling water stains on top.

    He is tall, and this posture can completely shroud the cloud mirror in the shadow of his own making, which makes him feel strangely satisfied and excited. Today, the pent-up emotions caused by seeing someone send her flowers finally dissipated.

    Yun Jing was still breathing heavily, but when he touched him like this, he immediately froze. The thin calluses on the fingertips brushed against the skin, with a tingling itch. The tip of her heart trembled slightly, and she closed her mouth subconsciously, and the heat on her face that had just subsided a little *T rose again.

    The pressure on the top of the head was too great, Yun Jing was embarrassed to raise his head, and rushed forward, burying his face in Cen Jinglan's chest. Hearing his drum-like heartbeat, he felt a little more balanced.

    Cen Jinglan was very satisfied with her action, withdrew her hand and wrapped her arms around her waist.

    The two hugged at the door of the bedroom for a long time before returning to their rooms.

    When Yunjing was washing, he could still see the redness on his face that didn't fade away, so he couldn't help but scolded him for nothing.

    But the corners of his mouth couldn't help but go up wildly.

    This night's dream is filled with the fragrance of jasmine flowers.

    After Yunjing got up, she seemed to be able to smell the sweet fragrance.

    She was still scolding herself for being too exaggerated. She didn't want to open the door, but she really saw a row of spring flowers at the door.

    Yunjing's eyes widened, where did the flowers come from?

    The door next door opened, and Cen Jinglan seemed to have been listening to the movement here, and came out and said, "I think your bedroom is a little less angry. Seeing that you like the spring flowers, someone sent them a few pots. On the balcony, when summer comes, it can block the sun and absorb some heat, what do you think?" The

    flowers have been delivered to the door, what else can Yunjing do? Of course agreed. Anyway, Cen Jinglan's original balcony was empty and nothing.

    Cen Jinglan personally moved the flower to the balcony.

    These flowers are growing very well. The vines are already very long. They hang down on the balcony. The emerald green is dotted with delicate yellow, and it really comes alive in an instant.

    "After the flowering period, you can change to other flowers." Cen Jinglan was not interested in flowers and plants at all, but now seeing Yun Jing standing peacefully and peacefully among the flowers, he also thought that these flowers and plants were very beautiful.

    "Okay." Yun Jing didn't refuse.

    "Let's go and have breakfast." Cen Jinglan was satisfied and went to hold her hand.

    Do you want to hold hands at home? Yun Jing glanced at it, but didn't break free.

    The breakfast was very rich, but there was no one in the kitchen of the restaurant. It was estimated that Lei Ji'an came to make breakfast and was sent away by Cen Jinglan.

    Yun Jing also doesn't think about those bad people and things all the time, to block himself, and sit down to eat.

    I have to say that Lei Ji'an's character is not good, but the cooking is really delicious, no wonder he was kept by Cen Jinglan.

    "What are we going to do today?" Yun Jing asked Cen Jinglan while eating. This was the first weekend for the two of them, and she still didn't know what to do.

    Yun Jing didn't know, Cen Jinglan obviously had plans.

    After breakfast, I drove out with the cloud mirror and took a completely unfamiliar road.

    This time Yunjing is not as strange as yesterday, quietly enjoying the scenery.

    Today, Cen Jinglan didn't take her to a very remote place, and the car finally stopped in front of a very beautiful castle-like house.

    Cen Jinglan parked the car and knocked on the door with Yun Jing.

    An elegant middle-aged lady opened the door and saw them smiling enthusiastically: "Mr. Cen, Madam, you are here, please come in."

    This person actually knew her?

    Cloud mirror began to be a little confused.

    After the middle-aged lady welcomed them into the house, someone brought them two cups of fragrant tea.

    "Do you two take a break first, or watch directly?" the middle-aged lady asked.

    Cen Jinglan said, "Let's see first."

    "Okay." The middle-aged lady led the way, "This way, please."

    Yun Jing couldn't bear it any longer, and looked up at Cen Jinglan.

    Cen Jinglan suddenly reached out and covered her eyes.

    Cloud*T mirror: ? ? ?

    She didn't ask what she wanted to ask, and her heart beat faster and faster.

    Cen Jinglan covered her eyes with one hand, supported her waist with the other, and walked a few steps forward with the person.

    She heard the middle-aged lady say with a smile, "It's here."

    Cen Jinglan paused before letting go.

    The sudden light made Yun Jing blink involuntarily, and then he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

    In front of her is a room full of wedding dresses!

    Each set was so beautiful that she was dazzled by it.

    It took a while for Yun Jing to look up at Cen Jinglan, her eyes were amazingly bright, and she wrote happily.

    Cen Jinglan's eyes softened unconsciously, and patted her on the head gently: "Did you forget to wear a wedding dress?"

    Yun Jing bit her lower lip, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I do... ... Ignored."

    She had never been married and had no substantive conception of a wedding. And because it's the first week of work, I'll always be extra serious. For the past week, Yunjing has been working on her mind every day, and she really forgot about the wedding.

    "It's fine." Cen Jinglan turned her to the wedding dresses, "You can choose a few sets to try. We need to book them in advance and modify or customize them according to your size."

    "They all look good." Most of the girls are pretty Wedding dresses have no resistance, and so does Yunjing. Her eyes shine like diamonds on a wedding dress, "I'm about to suffer from a disease of choice."

    "Mr. Cen carefully selected them all." The middle-aged man The lady explained at the right time, "Don't worry about the quality, Madam, just see what style you like, or try them all on, and let Mr. Cen help you choose."

    "It's all your choice?" Yun Jing looked shocked again. Xiang Cen was shocked.

    She thought it was something that people's studio already had, didn't she?

    It's really hard to imagine Cen Jinglan picking out a wedding dress alone.

    Also, he has so much work to do every day. This week, one of her secretary has been exhausted. He has to manage so many things in the whole group. Where does he get so much time every day? She was choosing restaurants and looking at wedding dresses, and maybe she did a lot of things she didn't know about.

    Is he superman?

    "Look at the album and choose." Cen Jinglan slid down Yunjing's shoulder bag and held it in his hand, "You see if you like it first, if not, you can design it yourself. Are you not a designer? Would you like to design your own wedding dress?"

    "I'm not a fashion designer." Yun Jing smiled, "It's okay to design a wedding dress yourself, and let professional people do the professional work."

    Cen Jinglan was relieved Tone, he was worried that Yunjing wanted to design the wedding dress by himself, because he was afraid that the construction period would be too late, so he was ready to set the wedding dress first.

    However, there are too many wedding dresses, and each one is a boutique.

    Standing in the middle of the room full of wedding dresses, Yun Jing really had a hard time choosing.

    "If you don't mind, can we recommend it for you?" The middle-aged lady walked over with a few staff members.

    Yun Jing nodded: "Okay."

    "Madam, your collarbone is very beautiful, you can wear this tube top style."

    "I think Madam has a good figure, and wearing this kind of bare legs is also amazing.

    " You can also try traditional wedding dresses."

    ...

    After everyone's suggestions, it seems that it is more difficult to choose.

    Yunjing*T: "..."

    "Let's try it all, anyway, one set is definitely not enough." Cen Jinglan kissed her on the cheek, "It's hard work."

    It was obviously just a pure kiss, but the staff all looked at it. blushed.

    In front of outsiders, Yun Jing was even more embarrassed, and ran into the dressing room after holding one casually.

    Seeing that Cen Jinglan had no intention of following up, the middle-aged lady called two young girls in to help.

    This set, which Yunjing grabbed at random, is a mermaid wedding dress. The tailoring is particularly close to the body, focusing on the waist and hip curves.

    The upper body is lace embroidered shoulders, exposing the collarbone, and the outermost layer of the fishtail is also echoed by lace embroidery. The overall shape is not complicated, but it is delicate enough.

    "Madam's figure is really good." A staff member boasted sweetly, "Many people can't wear this size. Too fat to fit in, too thin to feel comfortable. You are just right, Mr. Cen must be fascinated. My heart is beating wildly."

    "Don't talk about Mr. Cen, can I be a girl too?" Another staff member had a sweeter mouth, she simply tied Yunjing's hair to the top of her head, "Mrs. has a slender neck, especially It is suitable to wear this off-the-shoulder style, and it will be more perfect to let Mr. Cen help you put on the gemstone necklace later."

    Yun Jing was embarrassed by the two little girls, and hurriedly opened the door and walked out.

    Cen Jinglan waited for the door, and when he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and looked over, and was stunned.

    He had always known that Yunjing was beautiful, but the way she wore a wedding dress was beyond his imagination, and she was amazed.

    Her hair was simply tied in a ball, and she didn't wear any jewelry, but her whole body was glowing like a fairy who strayed into the mortal world.

    "Mr. Cen." The middle-aged lady came over and handed Cen Jinglan a jewelry box, "Please put it on for your wife. The wedding dress will look better if it is matched with jewelry."

    Cen Jinglan recovered a little and picked up the inside. Diamond necklace, walked to Yunjing, bowed his head and put it on for her.

    He had never worn a necklace for anyone, and he was a little clumsy, and it took him a while to put it on.

    The two were too close, smelling the pine wood fragrance on his body, Yun Jing's fair ears were a little bit red, and his cheeks were also a little pink.

    Cen Jinglan stepped back and lowered his head to look at it. He originally wanted to see if the necklace was worn crookedly, but he couldn't take his eyes away.

    Because of her shyness, her skin was white and powdery, and she was more natural and beautiful than any blush. Against the background of the diamond light, her face seemed to be brushed with a layer of fine enamel, shiny and bright. The rounded shoulders and delicate collarbone are pretty enough, but the waist and hip curves are more attractive.

    Cen Jinglan thought that the diamonds on the chain were too small, so it was not suitable for this suit; at the same time, he felt that the dress was too good-looking, and he didn't want her to be seen by so many people.

    For a while, I didn't know what to say.

    "Does it look good?" Yun Jing was blushed by Cen Jinglan's straightforward and fiery eyes, and interrupted his trance with a sound.

    "Good-looking... Wait a minute." Cen Jinglan suddenly took out his mobile phone and took several photos of Yunjing.

    If he doesn't choose this set, at least he can leave photos to enjoy.

    The staff misunderstood what he meant, and praised: "This method is good, take pictures and choose later, and let the wife see the effect for herself."

    With this reason, Yun Jing almost tried the wedding dress that Cen Jinglan chose. Over and over, from the morning to the afternoon, Cen Jinglan's empty mobile phone album was also full of photos.

    Fortunately, the hard work was not in vain, and finally they initially chose the wedding dress.

    According to Cen Jinglan's opinion, one set of wedding dresses should be worn in the morning, one set for outdoor scenes, one set for welcoming guests, one set for ceremony, and one set for seeing off guests. Because the details of the wedding still need to be adjusted, I was afraid that five sets would not be enough, and there were a total of eight sets of wedding dresses to be reserved, resized, and customized suits for Cen Jinglan.

    The fishtail set I tried first; there are two short ones, which are easy to wear when going out; a sweet style; a dignified style; a classic style; a trailing tail that is more than ten meters long; There is a set of light blue ones.

    Cloud mirror is stupid.

    I knew that it would be troublesome to hold a wedding, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome. The wedding dress was only a very small part of it.

    She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have blurted out "the wedding should be bigger" that day. She casually said a word, and Cen Jinglan didn't know how much thought it would take.

    "Will it be too much trouble?" Yun Jing asked Cen Jinglan on the way back in the car, and explained, "Actually, I was just joking at the time, and the wedding could be simpler."

    "Is it too tiring to try the wedding dress today? ?" Cen Jinglan obviously misunderstood, he didn't like to try on clothes himself, and after watching Yunjing try on for a day, he felt tired for her.

    "No, I didn't do anything, so I'm tired." Yun Jing thought of the misunderstanding they had about each other on their first date, so she put it bluntly, "I think you're too hard, and you've already worked so much. I have to prepare for the wedding, I don't seem to be able to help..."

    Cen Jinglan thought for a while, and said, "Then we will discuss the details of the wedding later, and you can help me make up your mind? Design, aesthetics is online, there are many places that can help."

    After all, Cen Jinglan is a celebrity in Jin City, and his wedding is not their private business to a certain extent. Yun Jing was also worried that she would embarrass him. Seeing that he insisted, she stopped saying, "Okay." When the

    two returned home, they remembered that they hadn't had dinner yet.

    Cen Jinglan wanted to call Lei Ji'an to come over, but Yun Jing waved his hand and refused: "I remember that Uncle Li seemed to have made dumplings before, and he hasn't finished eating them yet, why don't we eat dumplings? Don't bother.

    " To the walk-in refrigerator outside the kitchen, open to find.

    I really found some handmade dumplings, Yunjing took it out and proudly showed it to Cen Jinglan.

    "Alright." Seeing that she didn't seem to like Lei Ji'an's meals, Cen Jinglan didn't insist.

    Yunjing took the dumplings into the kitchen, and suddenly found that she could not cook.

    She turned her head and saw that Cen Jinglan went upstairs to change clothes, so she took out her mobile phone and made a video for Uncle Li.

    Uncle Li was transferred by Cen Jinglan in the name of helping to build the cafeteria. He was watching TV in the cafeteria. When he saw Yun Jing in front of the camera, his straight back suddenly became straighter, very solemnly. I said hello: "Madam, good evening."

    "It's good to call it a mirror..." Yun Jing was a little helpless, "Uncle Li, did you make these dumplings? Can you still eat them?"

    Uncle Li was a little worried . : "Yes, you can still eat it. But, why didn't Madam eat so late?"

    "That's not important." Yun Jing didn't bother to bother with him about the name*T, "Can you tell me, How to cook?"

    Uncle Li paused before asking: "Mrs. would you like to eat boiled, steamed, or fried?"

    Yun Jing: "..."

    "I don't pick..." Yun Jing thought about it seriously, " However, Brother Lan seems to like to eat steamed food, so let's steam it."

    Uncle Li hesitated, as if the parents were out of the house and saw that the stupid children at home knew nothing, worried that they would starve themselves to death, but Nothing can be done.

    "There is a chef at home, I just... want to cook a meal for Brother Lan." Yun Jing was afraid that he would buy a plane ticket and run back overnight, so he hurriedly explained, "Please tell me how to do it, he is not here, don't let him He found out that I asked you for help."

    Uncle Li's expression softened immediately, and he hurriedly instructed her: "Open the cabinet on the left hand side and see that there is a pot with a steamer inside..."

    Although Yunjing had hardly entered the kitchen, But fortunately, people are still clever.

    Under Uncle Li's step-by-step instructions, although he was in a hurry, he steamed the dumplings.

    After everything was done, I was almost sweating.

    Yun Jing looked back and saw that Cen Jinglan hadn't come down yet, and was relieved, feeling inexplicably a sense of accomplishment.

    She was afraid that she would blow up the kitchen, so she didn't dare to leave, so she stayed by the side and waited until Uncle Li said the time before she went to lift the lid of the pot.

    As soon as she got the pot cover, she subconsciously wanted to lean forward when a hand suddenly reached out and dragged her back.

    Yun Jing was caught off guard and fell into a sturdy embrace. At this time, the heat in the steamer "steamed" out.

    Cen Jinglan's hand was in front of her eyes, and Yun Jing also understood his intention to pull him away.

    "Are your hands okay?" Yun Jing hurriedly threw off the lid of the pot and looked at Cen Jinglan's hands.

    "It's okay." Cen Jinglan looked down at her face, made sure she wasn't sprayed by the heat, and then calmed down, "I'll pick up the dumplings, you go get the chopsticks."

    Yun Jing agreed and took it out from the disinfection cabinet Chopsticks, thinking that the time of his appearance just now was just right, he couldn't help asking: "Have you been watching outside?"

    Cen Jinglan did not deny it, and lowered his head to pick up the dumplings seriously.

    In the smoke, the corners of his lips were clearly raised, Yun Jing remembered what he said to Uncle Li just now, and the way he was in a hurry, he was a little embarrassed, and muttered: "You eavesdropped."

    "I just want to eat the food you made. "Cen Jinglan said with a slight smile.

    Yun Jing gave up on himself: "I didn't do this at all, it was Uncle Li."

    "I saw that you did it, and you did it." Cen Jinglan picked up the dumplings and skillfully mixed two dishes of dipping sauce. Material, "In order to thank you for cooking for me, I will take you to a good place after eating."

    Yun Jing was curious about the good place he said, temporarily put aside the embarrassment, and sat down to eat seriously.

    Li Shubao's dumplings are delicious, and Cen Jinglan's seasoning is also very good.

    The two quickly finished eating, and Yun Jing looked at Cen Jinglan eagerly.

    Cen Jinglan put the tableware and chopsticks into the dishwasher and walked upstairs with Yunjing.

    "Is the good place upstairs?" Yun Jing asked.

    "Have you not been to the third floor yet?" Cen Jinglan asked back.

    As soon as he reminded Yunjing, he realized that she had lived here for a week, and she was so busy every day that she had only been active on the first and second floors.

    "What good things are there on the third floor?" Yun Jing was curious.

    Without Cen Jinglan answering, they saw it as soon as they climbed upstairs.

    There are a lot of flowers and plants on the third floor, which are very beautiful, but this is not the point.

    The point is, unlike the ordinary first and second floors *T, the third floor was divided into two halves by Cen Jinglan.

    One half is normal; the other half is fully transparent, allowing the roof to be fully opened by remote control. The fully transparent half is fully connected, forming a huge room.

    There was only a row of bookshelves and a piano in the room, and the floor was covered with a thick carpet.

    But Yunjing didn't feel empty at first glance. She imagined lying on the carpet and looking at the starry sky, she just felt very comfortable.

    "Want to try it?" Cen Jinglan pulled her to lie down. Today happened to be the 15th day of the lunar calendar, the moon was big and round, the lights were not turned on in the house, and the bright moonlight shone on the roof, which was very beautiful.

    This is completely different from lying directly in the field and watching the night sky, because it is your own home, and the comfort level is multiplied.

    Moreover, not only can you see the moon, the stars, but also the rain and snow... But Yunjing really didn't expect that Cen Jinglan would do such a thing.

    In her previous imagination, Cen Jinglan should be a very serious and serious person who disdains such little romance.

    Although after getting along during this period of time, she found that he was actually not that woody, but it was still difficult for her to imagine that he would design this kind of house.

    "How did you think of designing the house like this?" Yun Jing couldn't help but turn her head and ask him, this couldn't have been designed recently, so it wouldn't be for her, he liked it.

    "At first, I just wanted a separate, meaningless place to be alone." Cen Jinglan said, "Actually, I didn't design it much... You can see what you like, you can remodel it and put some other things in it. "

    I think this is good enough, and I like this feeling very much." Yun Jing got up and walked around the empty room, inexplicably having a sense of contradiction that is both empty and warm.

    She really likes this place.

    Cen Jinglan was afraid that she could not see clearly, so she turned on the light.

    There is only one light in this room, which is very soft, and you can still see the moon in the sky when the light is turned on.

    "Do you like playing the piano?" Yun Jing finally stopped in front of the piano.

    Cen Jinglan frowned slightly and said, "I can't talk about liking it."

    "Then why did you leave it here alone?" Yun Jing was puzzled, but before he could answer, she found out that it was an old one. The piano, his heart moved, "Is this the piano that Grandpa Cen bought for you?"

    Grandpa Cen likes to play the piano, and especially wants to train his beloved grandson to become a pianist.

    When he was a child in the countryside, Cen Jinglan often practiced the piano.

    "Yeah." Cen Jinglan nodded, but quickly shook his head and said, "Unfortunately I can't play well."

    "How could it be?" Yun Jing remembered hearing him play the piano when he was a child, "You are obviously very good at playing the piano."

    Cen Jing Lan sat down on the piano bench and played a piece of "Canon Variations".

    He played very fluently, with skilled fingering and superb skills. Yun Jing praised: "It's really good! Does this mean that you can't play well?"

    "However, great doesn't mean good." Cen Jinglan looked at her and said, " Right?"

    Yun Jing paused.

    She has to admit that, with her shallow understanding of the piano, Cen Jinglan's piano sound is more like a person who has a very good voice and a high pitch, but only has skills and no emotion.

    Great is great, and it can't be said to be unpleasant, but I always feel that there is something missing.

    She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, Grandpa Cen also seemed to have said that Cen Jinglan had no feelings for playing the piano.

    At that time, she was still young, and she was also learning the piano, but it was far worse than Cen Jinglan. She didn't quite understand what Grandpa Cen meant, so she felt that Cen Jinglan was great and super powerful.

    Now that I think about it, Cen Jinglan seems to be naturally a little weak when it comes to emotions.

    Is it because of this that he did not take the path of art later? I wonder if Grandpa Cen will be disappointed? Is Cen Jinglan sad?

    He should have cared about putting the piano here, right?

    "Actually..." Yun Jing tried to comfort Cen Jinglan, "At least from what I heard, you..."

    "Don't you also play the piano?" Cen Jinglan has seen himself clearly for so many years, and doesn't think that How sad, got up and pressed Yunjing on the stool, "Can you play a song for me? Let me feel the emotional sound of the piano."

    Yunjing was a little embarrassed: "I only had the basic skills when I was a child, and I didn't learn it later. However, now I may only play "Little Star"."

    "That's not bad." Cen Jinglan laughed, "It fits the occasion, play a paragraph?"

    Yun Jing had no choice but to play a short paragraph.

    After playing, he felt blushing and looked up at Cen Jinglan, only to find that he had a thoughtful expression on his face.

    "What's wrong?" Yun Jing asked.

    Cen Jinglan praised her: "Although I'm not very skilled, but I have feelings and a good sense of picture..."

    "Are you serious?" Yun Jing covered her face, "You don't need to brag about this kind of thing..."

    Cen Jinglan was very Seriously: "What I'm saying is the truth."

    Yun Jing stared at him for a while, then suddenly got up, and in turn pushed him onto the stool and sat down: "If you really think so, then I will be embarrassed."

    Cen Jinglan was puzzled: "Do you want to..."

    Before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly.

    Yun Jing hugged him from behind, grabbed his hands with both hands, and placed them on the piano keys: "I'm over my own strength, I'll try to help you find love."

    Cen Jinglan is tall, while Yun Jing is petite. This posture, She could only get to the keys if they were tight enough.

    Yun Jing wholeheartedly led Cen Jinglan to find love, but didn't notice this, she not only clinged to his back, but also whispered in his ear: "Don't think about those skills, just imagine that there is a star in the sky. A little star, blinking at us, feel it with your heart..."

    Cen Jinglan could only feel his heart beating fast at this moment.

    His fingers were mechanically carried by her and landed on the keys one by one.

    Bang, bang, bang, bang...

    "Look, isn't it better?" Yun Jing tilted his head and asked after playing a short paragraph.

    Cen Jinglan turned to look at her, his eyes were darker than the night outside, there were no small stars in his eyes, but there was a stormy sea.

    Yun Jing was inexplicably panicked: "No need to worry, we..."

    Before he could finish speaking, Cen Jinglan suddenly picked her up and put her on the piano.

    Her legs hit the keys, making a messy sound.

    Yun Jing panicked even more: "You, what are you doing?"

    Cen Jinglan leaned over slightly, clasped her fingers, and pressed them on Qin.

    Yun Jing didn't dare to move, for fear that he would touch the keys again and his legs would bend up unconsciously.

    "I saw a little star." Cen Jinglan put her lips against her eyelids, "Here..." The

    eyelashes trembled slightly, and Yun Jing closed her eyes.

    The warm kiss slid from the eyes to the straight bridge of the nose, then fell to the cheeks, and finally stopped on the soft lips, holding it tightly, suddenly becoming intense.

    A few stars*T heard the call and tried their best to stick their heads out from behind the moon, and saw that their feet were twisting and shaking.

    Xingxing blushed and hid behind the moon again.