He Is Warmer Than Time

At the end of the kiss, the popularity underneath was breathless.

Mu Mian said with a sigh of relief: "Then you...then you have to tell my parents, I want to get the support and blessings of my favorite person."

Tang Jian's eyes were burning: "So, you agreed."

Mu Mian's expression was a little arrogant: "Do you have to say it?"

"Say."

Mu Mian became shy again, not daring to look at him directly: "I...I promise."

Okay, there was another hot kiss. The kiss made her limbs soft and turned into a pool of spring water.

The breeze was slowing down, and Tang Ji'an felt that the future was very beautiful. He had never looked forward to the future like this.

Mu Mian was afraid that something might happen if he kissed like this again, so he gently pushed his chest: "My parents are still waiting for me to go home. A good impression, it was instantly dazzled."

Tang Ji'an held back his gushing Guqiang, panting heavily on her body, and looking up at her for a long while, the feeling Guqiang in his eyes had not yet faded away.

It was really breathtaking. Mu Mian's first reaction was that after they were really married, she might be the first man she threw down in front of him.

Thinking about it, I felt that I was really a **** girl, and couldn't help but blush.

Ambiguous...

Tang Ji'an calmed down for a while, struggled to stand up, sent Mu Mian into the car, and said in a deep voice: "In two days, I will go to your house, find your parents, and tell them about this, eh?"

Mu Mian blushed: "Okay."

He touched her face and asked Uncle Six: "Uncle Six, drive slowly. After sending her off, you can go home directly."

"Great."

When Mu Mian returned home, her father murmured a few more words: "Does it take so long to give someone away?"

Mu Mian grinned and explained: "That's not because he was drunk, I just took care of him a little bit, so I came back late, Comrade Mu, don't be angry, I'm back now."

Mu Guohui snorted: "Women's college is not staying. If you don't come back, what can I say?"

Mu Mian still had a hippy smile, and she could still tell whether her father was angry or fake.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Tang Jimin went to the Champs Mansion on a business trip. Only Huang Ying, their son and the nanny were at home.

There was a knock on the door, and Huang Ying opened the door in person. Outside the door stood a young man, her cousin Yang Yi. She looked back and saw the nanny walking out of the room.

She waved her hand: "You can go to the room to sleep, it's okay, I can entertain you."

The nanny glanced at them, said nothing, and entered the room again.

Huang Ying led Yang Yi to the side hall and whispered: "How are you doing what I asked you to do?"

Yang Yi’s jaw head: "Sister, don’t worry, I have asked people to search within our entire Haicheng area. Don’t say, I really found two women who are very similar to Na Mu Mian, both in shape and appearance. Image, put on similar clothes, and put on makeup, not to mention that there are seven or eight images, and I will pick one that is more alike."

"What kind of occupation, right?"

"I found it on Wanding Road, what do you think?"

Huang Ying's expression was solemn: "You didn't show up, right?"

"No, I let others do it, so you relax."

Huang Ying nodded: "Well, you must not show your feet in this matter, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Yang Yi: "When will she go to Sinan Mansion?"

"Wait for my notice."

"Ok."