The age difference is one year old, and the sugar content exceeds the standard sweet pet text.
Heroine Wen Porcelain: Su embroidery inherits cheongsam beauties.
The male protagonist was shocked: **Unruly cultural relics restorer.
Copywriting] There is a cheongsam beauty in Nancheng, with ice muscles and jade bones, delicate and graceful, and a smile is charming.
When Sheng Jinglan saw Wen Porcelain for the first time, he moved his mind.
He invites her to travel, takes her to experience the limits, and enjoys the colorful world. My favorite thing to do is to hold a spotless beauty between her arms, which makes her cheeks red like clouds.
Wen Ci was ashamed and annoyed: "Sheng Jinglan, you are shameless." Sheng Jinglan held the one-foot waist and kissed the watery eyes: "Well, I'm still despicable." ”
Wen Ci was born in a scholarly family, since he was a child, he has done the most outrageous thing in his life, which is to be greedy for a cup in the canopy boat with Sheng Jinglan. The wine is in the heart, and the water waves are broken.
A few months later, Wen Ci offered to end the ambiguous relationship. Sheng Jinglan smiled and said yes, secretly crushing a teacup.
He bet that Wen Ci never forgot it, and when he turned his head, he saw Wen Ci and the man of his childhood sweetheart in and out.
That night, Sheng Jinglan's collar was slightly open, leaning against the door of the warm porcelain bedroom, and provoking the pair of seductive peach blossom eyes: "Baby, I regret it." ”
That night, Wen Ci unceremoniously vented his anger to him.
The next day, I saw Sheng Jinglan sitting in the living room of the Wen family in a suit and leather shoes, and said to her grandmother shamelessly: "I fell in love with Qingqing at first sight, and I came to hire her." "Qingqing is her nickname.
The Wen family pays attention to the rules, and Wen porcelain loves traditional culture, and the uninhibited Sheng Jinglan promised eight sedan chairs, three books and six ceremonies in order to marry her.
For you to perish, to turn the soul upside down.
Small Theater] embroidered a work, it is important to choose a comfortable embroidery base and smooth and flexible embroidery thread ......On the opening day of the Suzhou embroidery studio founded by Wen Ci alone, her ** in a cheongsam was posted on the Internet and became popular overnight.
Wen Ci was invited to give a lecture on the intangible cultural heritage inheritance activities, and the photography surrounded the platform.
Sheng Jinglan, who was invited to repair bronzes in other museums, rushed to the scene, identity**, the reporter held the microphone and broadcast the interview:
Mr. Sheng, do you also like Suzhou embroidery culture?”
The internationally renowned restorer turns the wedding ring on his ring finger in front of the camera, dragging his voice and full of pride: "My wife likes it." ”
Excerpt] The fingers covering her waist traveled upwards and stroked the woman's tough and soft butterfly bones.
Her body trembled at his fingertips, faint and imperceptible.
Wen Ci's delicate face had already turned crimson from drinking, but she had always been conscious, and she clearly sensed the approaching breath.
Sheng Jinglan always has an addictive fragrance on his body, and the first smell of citrus wood is fresh and warm, until the medicinal sensation of patchouli gradually seeps out, making people more indulgent and sinking.
Buff. The light scattered by the street lamp gradually obscured the shadow overhead, and the tip of the man's upturned nose gently rubbed against the tip of her nose, slowly descending.
Wen Ja heard the sound of his throat rolling, and when he was about to kiss him, he reflexively reached out to his lips.
Sheng Jinglan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Wen Ci moved the corners of his lips, as if the evening breeze poured into his brain, his brain couldn't keep up with the sound, and he only heard himself say, "It's not good on the street." ”
The few words that came out of her mouth seemed to exhaust the knowledge she had learned all her life.
Sheng Jinglan took away the hand she was blocking in front of her, without any intention of giving up, and a smile that was bound to appear in his eyes, "Then change places." ”
Wen Ci didn't know how she followed Sheng Jinglan to the hotel in the car, and when she experienced kissing for the first time in her life, she was pushed behind the door by Sheng Jinglan and couldn't escape.
She thought that the feeling of the first kiss would be the same as what she had seen in ** and TV series, gentle and tentative, and shallow.
The truth is that an unfamiliar breath breaks into her teeth, hooks her to dance, and robs her of the ability to breathe freely.
I have never felt that Wen Ci is a little uncomfortable, as if there is a ** thread pulling my heart, my heart is itching, and I can't help curling my toes.
She didn't know what to do, her hands dangling in the air with nowhere to put them, and the chain slid down her arms and fell to the ground.
No one bothered to pick it up.
When something strange hits, Wen Porcelain reflexively pushes the person in front of him, trying to free himself from the uncontrollable situation.
Sheng Jinglan had already anticipated her movements, and embedded them between her fingers in a strong, undeniable posture, interlocking her fingers and pressing against the wall.
Not. She couldn't control her voice any longer, and her bright eyes overflowed with two physiological tears.
When Wen Ci thought she was about to suffocate, Sheng Jinglan suddenly let go of her and gave her a chance to take an intermission.
Are you afraid?" Sheng Jinglan gently brushed the hair that hung in front of her to the back of her shoulder.
No, I don't know. She just couldn't describe the strange and new feeling, the excitement of her heart beating out of her throat.
He laughed, "That's not afraid." ”
The sound of rapid breathing had not subsided, and Wen Porcelain's red lips were once again invaded.
Hold me. This time, Sheng Jinglan consciously pulled her hands from her tight waist and taught her to find a place to borrow strength in a hugging posture.
Wen Ci is the most honest student, teach her to hug, and she will only wrap around Sheng Jinglan's waist. Even if you can't help but writhe when you're uncomfortable, you don't know how to open up new movements.
She doesn't even know how to respond.
Sheng Jinglan fell in love with this ignorant student, and the hand on his waist controlled the strength and gently kneaded and twisted slowly.