He Is Warmer Than Time

Cao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. She was really shocked when she heard the man's voice just now.

She walked to the door and said softly: "Mianmian, today is the finale of your TV series. We are going to watch it together in the front yard living room soon, won't you come?"

Mu Mian's heart tightened: "No...no, I'm going to... go to Tang Ji'an to eat at their house. I'm tired, I want to go to bed earlier."

Tang Ji'an put his hand loosely on her waist, raised his eyebrows to look at her, and Mu Mian smiled with a guilty conscience.

Cao Feng muttered outside: "Why are you tired when you go back to Vice President Tang's house? Did their family embarrass you?"

Mu Mian groaned in his heart and raised his eyes to look at Tang Ji'an.

To death, Tang Ji'an's face is not very good.

She hurriedly said: "No...it's not embarrassing me, Mom, you go to watch TV, I won't go, I will get some water for a while and go to sleep, there will be activities on the TV station tomorrow."

Cao Feng sighed: "Okay, I see, don't disturb your girl sleeping."

The sound of Cao Feng's footsteps gradually faded away. Mu Mian breathed a sigh of relief, but the force on his waist was two points harder. The man's low voice rang in her ears: "I am tired when I go back home?"

Mu Mian smiled with a guilty heart: "Nor... can't say that. Sometimes it's not tired."

Tang Ji'an suddenly lifted her up, Mu Mian stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, not letting himself exclaim.

She said in a breathless voice: "You...what are you doing?"

Tang Ji'an hugged her, pressed her onto the bed, and looked at her with burning eyes: "I didn't do anything to you, why are you tired when you go back?"

Mu Mian pursed his lips and looked at him sadly: "Don't you know why I am tired?"

Tang Ji'an held her hands up to the top of her head, with her lips pressed against the corners of her lips: "It's my aunt who makes your heart tired, isn't it?"

Mu Mian was a little aggrieved, and said softly, "A little bit, but because she is your loved one, so I don't want to embarrass you, but occasionally, I do feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. I say so, no I mean to report to you, you...you can't embarrass your aunt when you go back."

It's so hard to be a human being.

Tang Ji'an has a gentle look: "I know, it was my aunt who made you wronged. I have always been self-willed, and I have said it many times in front of her, but...their background, age, and many ideas are deeply ingrained. It’s not that I can change their minds in a few words."

Mu Mian nodded slightly: "Well, I know, I understand, I'm fine."

Tang Ji'an bowed his head again and gently kissed the corner of her mouth: "I made you wronged."

Mu Mian twisted his body slightly, and then asked his inner doubts: "How do you...how did you develop this figure?"

Tang Ji'an raised his eyebrows: "Does the topic really have to change so quickly?"

Mu Mian chuckled, "Vice Dean Tang, please answer my questions for me."

Tang Ji'an put his hands on both sides of her head, and then began to do push-ups.

His breath is very stable, he doesn't see any difficulty, and he can even talk while doing push-ups: "It's just doing a thousand push-ups every night. In addition, I also have a stretching ring in my bedroom. I will also practice when I have time. ..."

Mu Mian felt that the man lying on her doing push-ups simply exploded the male hormones, and the gentle and precious breath was swept away, which made her feel like he couldn't stop.

She reached out and poked his chest lightly: "You are not a soldier or a manual worker. Why do you want to practice your body?"