Boss' Childhood Sweetheart Wants To Fuck Me

35. I want Xiaoyan to be my bride

I want Xiaoyan to be my bride

Two little figures were running in the flower field. They were the little him and her. She ran until her face turned red and she was out of breath. At that time, she had no worries or sorrows. She lived like a free fluttering bird every day.
    Because she ran too fast, she fell to the ground without paying attention. Little Xiyan whimpered twice, raised her head and looked forward, and shouted with all her strength: "Brother Mufeng..."
    However, there was only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the weeds. She was scared and sat down in the grass, rubbing her eyes and crying loudly.
    Little Mufeng stopped while running, and when he looked back he couldn't see her, he got anxious and walked back quickly, shouting anxiously: "Xiaoyan, where are you?"
    He soon found her sitting on the ground crying heartbreakingly, and she muttered aggrievedly: "Brother Mufeng, you run so fast, wuwuwu..."
    Little Mufeng squatted in front of her, ready to pull her up from the ground with a distressed look: "Xiaoyan, don't cry, it's all Brother Mufeng's fault."
    "It hurts, it hurts so much, Brother Mufeng, wuwuwu, it hurts so much." Little Xiyan's brows were twisted together, and she pressed her right leg, tears falling uncontrollably.
    Little Mufeng nervously lifted up her trouser legs and found that the skin on her calves was red. He touched her lightly and she immediately shrank back reflexively, tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes. She said timidly, "It hurts, Brother Mufeng."
    His heart tightened and he hugged her in his arms with heartache: "Xiaoyan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I won't run so fast next time. Don't cry, okay?"
    Little Xiyan leaned quietly in Xiao Mufeng's arms and couldn't stop sobbing. The soft light of the setting sun sprinkled down like running water, faintly and softly, shining on the two small figures hugging each other, quiet and beautiful.
    The evening primrose flowers emerged from the fields, and they looked particularly small and beautiful in the afterglow of the setting sun. Xiao Mufeng reached out and picked one and put it in front of her: "Xiaoyan, I'll give you a evening primrose flower. Don't cry anymore, okay?"
    Xiao Xiyan rubbed her red eyes and pouted: "There is only one flower, Brother Mufeng, you are so stingy."
    Xiao Mufeng smiled helplessly, tapped her nose, stood up and said: "Wait for me." After that, he walked towards the depths of the flower field.
    Xiao Xiyan played with the evening primrose flower in her hand, put it under the tip of her nose, closed her eyes, and felt the faint fragrance it exuded. A heavy object was gently placed on her head. She suddenly opened her eyes, blinked her confused eyes and asked Xiao Mufeng: "What is this?"
    He looked at her gently with a smile. Xiao Xiyan took the thing off her head in confusion. It turned out to be a wreath woven with evening primrose flowers.
    "So beautiful, Brother Mufeng, thank you." She put the wreath back on her head and smiled sweetly at little Mufeng, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks, lively and cute.
    Little Mufeng felt that the girl in front of him was like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, pure and spotless, making him unable to look away. He stroked the ends of her hair and gently asked: "Xiaoyan, let's get married in the future, okay? I want Xiaoyan to be my bride."
    After he asked, he stared at her little face nervously, his heart pounding violently due to nervousness.
    Little Xiyan frowned and asked in confusion: "What is marriage?"
    (yuzhaiwu.Work)
    Author's words:
    36 Title preview: Stay with Brother Mufeng forever
    Chennian Little Theater:
    Mouchen: Why do these two sentences sound so familiar
    ? Niannian: Which two sentences?
    Mouchen stared at the girl and said angrily word by word: "It hurts... It hurts... Brother Mufeng... It hurts..." "It hurts, Brother Mufeng."
    Niannian: Hahaha, Brother Chen, you don't seem to be crying out in pain, but you seem to want to kill someone. But that's not right. I only told Ziqi about this when I was 10 years old.
    Mouchen: I remember! It was that night... Wait, only told when I was 10 years old? Are you sure?
    Nian Nian looked harmless.
    Mouchen gritted his teeth. Xiaoqi
    sneezed wildly.
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