Bright Eyes In The Dark (Walking Through Fire For You)

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When did you like me?

No matter how old a woman is, she seems to be struggling with this.

Nan Chu memory, he had a girlfriend when he was sixteen years old, it was impossible to like her at that time, there was no surprise when they met again, and they also showed that they hated themselves, was it when they were filming the show?

She secretly pondered and looked at the tall figure in front of the glazed platform.

Lin Lu Xiao calmly flipped through the spatula, unhurriedly spooned some salt into it, didn't seem to hear, and when he fished out the fried golden egg and flattened it, he turned around and took out a bunch of noodles from the refrigerator, turned his back to her, and said, "Does this question have any practical significance?"

In the end, there is a difference between men and women.

Men fancy results, women fancy processes.

For Lin Lu Xiao, there is only the difference between doing a good thing and not doing it. Just like for Nan Chu, when he was sixteen years old, he didn't think about it carefully, he only understood that what he liked now was Nan Chu's girl.

He want to marry her home.

He want Lao Lin to accept her.

He want to introduce her to Shen Mu and them.

He want to hear Da Liu call her "sister-in-law".

He also want to be in the bed one night after the mission, not someone else.

Of course, this is just some of his fleeting thoughts, according to his nature, these will not be spoken, since he was a child, he did not communicate much with Lin Qing Yuan, some words were used to holding, when he arrived in the army, the instructor said, "Don't talk more nonsense when you are a soldier, really on the battlefield, kill a few is a few!"

Over the years, his character of saying little has developed.

Occasionally naughty inferiority would slip out and make harmless jokes, but sweet-talked, he really wouldn't.

Just like back then, there were comrades in the team who proposed to their girlfriends who had been in love for ten years, and the comrades said a lot, and in his ears the meat was numb, goosebumps fell to the ground, but they also respected.

Nan Chu also knew that there was nothing reliable to say from his mouth, so she shrugged her shoulders knowingly and stopped asking.

Lin Lu Xiao stood in front of the glazed platform, waiting for the water to boil, put down a handful of noodles and went in, covered the pot lid, supported his hands on the lift, turned his head to look at her, the wide white T-shirt and black trousers pulled his figure taller and taller.

Nan Chu also leaned on the edge of the stage to stare at him, and felt that he was more and more handsome.

She used to think that a special man, looking at it like this, his facial features are very good-looking, especially the thick eyebrows and peach blossom eyes with slightly upturned tails.

Probably because she just finished filming that play recently.

She always felt that Lin Lu Xiao was Liu Ying Ying's righteous general, and the breath between his eyebrows, the state of readiness for battle at any time, always felt special.

The little girl was wearing his shirt, her whole legs were exposed, and her long legs were as white as porcelain, and occasionally she could see the black inside under the shirt. Pants.

Contraindications, irritation.

Lin Lu Xiao dragged the person over, pressed it on the glazed platform, lowered his head and kissed it, and gently nibbled on her soft lips.