Lin Miaomiao lowered her head, no need.
Only when her slender and tender soles stepped on the stone surface did she feel the rough feet rubbing.The ancient town still retains its medieval appearance, and the streets and alleys are still made of rocks, which is simple and natural.
Song Yan looked at her expression carefully and suddenly smiled, like the spring breeze blowing on the willows. Let me carry you away?
Lin Miaomiao hesitated for a moment. Song Yan had tied the suit around her waist, tied a knot with her sleeves, covering her short skirt.
Come.He whispered.
She was moved by his care and had to lean on his broad back, rubbing his skirt against his back, and her plump breasts were slimly undulating.
In fact, over the past year, hormone secretion has stabilized. She usually only needs to use a breast pump once a day, not as frequent as before.
Song Yan supported her and walked towards the lively place. The street lights stretched out each other's figures, like a dream, making her suspect that she was in a dream.
How could he meet him in a foreign country?
Lin Miaomiao's heart was surging, which reminded her that when she first met Song Yan outside the garage door of the villa that year, he started the most wonderful journey in her life.
To this day, she still has no regrets.
The grape picking day parade is more like a kind of sacrificial activity. In the midst of joy and laughter, people lift the gilded statue of the God of Baccarat, cross the central block, and arrive at the square in front of the church.
The first basket of grapes of the year welcomes blessings from the bishop, and then uses an ancient press with a historical vintage to squeeze out the freshest grape juice.
Song Yan asked Lin Miaomiao to sit by the circular fountain and walked towards the crowd.
Lin Miaomiao untied the suit around her waist, covered it on her legs, and reached out to smooth out the raised folds.
People around her sang and danced, and she sat in a quiet corner in the distance, staring silently.
When Song Yan retrieved the grape juice, he happened to see her sitting in the moonlight with her knees in her arms. The mottled light from the reflection of the pond water flowed on her body, but it had a quiet beauty.
Just like when she was cooking seriously in the villa, the fireworks lingered behind her, but she was always as quiet as a painting, which made people calm their hearts in an instant.
Song Yan smiled slightly and handed her the grape juice in a small cup.
Miaomiao, have you tasted the grapes from the vineyard today?
have.Lin Miaomiao took the grape juice and saw Song Yan sitting beside her, supporting her body backwards, and looking up at the night sky.
She lowered her head and drank it, but frowned slightly, as if... she had never eaten this...
The grape juice in the mouth has a sour taste, like a fresh lemon, or a kind of berries. It stays in the mouth for a moment, and it has a endless sweetness.
She raised her glass and looked at it. The amber liquid was magnificent and shiny. What kind of grape is this?
Song Yan did not answer, but asked her: Are Miaomiao doing well these days?
Lin Miaomiao was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, yes, very fulfilling.
She tasted the grape juice again, and this time she felt the fragrance was particularly rich, with a faint smell of grass and trees.
She put down the cup, changed her position, but frowned, reached out and rubbed her waist.
What's wrong?He asked with sharp eyes when he saw her look strange and caringly.
Maybe I have been picking grapes for too long today and have been bent over, and now I am a little sour.
Song Yan nodded, Well, it is normal for a sore waist to pick grapes.
He moved closer to Lin Miaomiao, pressed her shoulder, and turned around.
Lin Miaomiao turned around in confusion and turned his back to him.Song Yan's broad palm swept down her shoulders, slid down along her arms, and suddenly gently supported her waist.
Senior?
Lin Miaomiao's slender waist was pressed by his tiger's mouth, and his palms pressed inward, and the scorching temperature suddenly came.
Song Yan lowered his voice, but it was slightly hoarse, I'll help you rub it.
Need not……
Just as she was about to refuse, his thumb pressed hard, just pressing it on a sore and soft part, which made her scream.
The two of them were silent for a moment, and Lin Miaomiao was even more blushing and could no longer say anything to refuse.
Song Yan approached her and saw several long hair hanging down from her bun, which was falling on her smooth back, with black hair and snowy skin, and thrilling beauty.
The hot breath brushed across her neck, causing her body to tremble slightly.
Suddenly, the crowd ahead was cheering and thunderous, and bright fireworks rose up in the sky, illuminating the dark night.
Wow, so beautiful.Lin Miaomiao raised her head and looked at her in surprise.
Song Yan looked at her happy face, his expression softened, and suddenly leaned close to her ear and spoke.
The name of this grape is...Sauvignn blanc...
Lin Miaomiao didn't expect Song Yan to introduce Grape's name to her at this moment. She looked back in surprise, but her soft lips just rubbed against his cheek.
The two were stunned at the same time, their eyes colliding with each other, with surprise and intoxicating tenderness.
Song Yan looked at her for a moment, and his suppressed longing filled with wine.
Sauvignon for a long time.
Only when her slender and tender soles stepped on the stone surface did she feel the rough feet rubbing.The ancient town still retains its medieval appearance, and the streets and alleys are still made of rocks, which is simple and natural.
Song Yan looked at her expression carefully and suddenly smiled, like the spring breeze blowing on the willows. Let me carry you away?
Lin Miaomiao hesitated for a moment. Song Yan had tied the suit around her waist, tied a knot with her sleeves, covering her short skirt.
Come.He whispered.
She was moved by his care and had to lean on his broad back, rubbing his skirt against his back, and her plump breasts were slimly undulating.
In fact, over the past year, hormone secretion has stabilized. She usually only needs to use a breast pump once a day, not as frequent as before.
Song Yan supported her and walked towards the lively place. The street lights stretched out each other's figures, like a dream, making her suspect that she was in a dream.
How could he meet him in a foreign country?
Lin Miaomiao's heart was surging, which reminded her that when she first met Song Yan outside the garage door of the villa that year, he started the most wonderful journey in her life.
To this day, she still has no regrets.
The grape picking day parade is more like a kind of sacrificial activity. In the midst of joy and laughter, people lift the gilded statue of the God of Baccarat, cross the central block, and arrive at the square in front of the church.
The first basket of grapes of the year welcomes blessings from the bishop, and then uses an ancient press with a historical vintage to squeeze out the freshest grape juice.
Song Yan asked Lin Miaomiao to sit by the circular fountain and walked towards the crowd.
Lin Miaomiao untied the suit around her waist, covered it on her legs, and reached out to smooth out the raised folds.
People around her sang and danced, and she sat in a quiet corner in the distance, staring silently.
When Song Yan retrieved the grape juice, he happened to see her sitting in the moonlight with her knees in her arms. The mottled light from the reflection of the pond water flowed on her body, but it had a quiet beauty.
Just like when she was cooking seriously in the villa, the fireworks lingered behind her, but she was always as quiet as a painting, which made people calm their hearts in an instant.
Song Yan smiled slightly and handed her the grape juice in a small cup.
Miaomiao, have you tasted the grapes from the vineyard today?
have.Lin Miaomiao took the grape juice and saw Song Yan sitting beside her, supporting her body backwards, and looking up at the night sky.
She lowered her head and drank it, but frowned slightly, as if... she had never eaten this...
The grape juice in the mouth has a sour taste, like a fresh lemon, or a kind of berries. It stays in the mouth for a moment, and it has a endless sweetness.
She raised her glass and looked at it. The amber liquid was magnificent and shiny. What kind of grape is this?
Song Yan did not answer, but asked her: Are Miaomiao doing well these days?
Lin Miaomiao was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, yes, very fulfilling.
She tasted the grape juice again, and this time she felt the fragrance was particularly rich, with a faint smell of grass and trees.
She put down the cup, changed her position, but frowned, reached out and rubbed her waist.
What's wrong?He asked with sharp eyes when he saw her look strange and caringly.
Maybe I have been picking grapes for too long today and have been bent over, and now I am a little sour.
Song Yan nodded, Well, it is normal for a sore waist to pick grapes.
He moved closer to Lin Miaomiao, pressed her shoulder, and turned around.
Lin Miaomiao turned around in confusion and turned his back to him.Song Yan's broad palm swept down her shoulders, slid down along her arms, and suddenly gently supported her waist.
Senior?
Lin Miaomiao's slender waist was pressed by his tiger's mouth, and his palms pressed inward, and the scorching temperature suddenly came.
Song Yan lowered his voice, but it was slightly hoarse, I'll help you rub it.
Need not……
Just as she was about to refuse, his thumb pressed hard, just pressing it on a sore and soft part, which made her scream.
The two of them were silent for a moment, and Lin Miaomiao was even more blushing and could no longer say anything to refuse.
Song Yan approached her and saw several long hair hanging down from her bun, which was falling on her smooth back, with black hair and snowy skin, and thrilling beauty.
The hot breath brushed across her neck, causing her body to tremble slightly.
Suddenly, the crowd ahead was cheering and thunderous, and bright fireworks rose up in the sky, illuminating the dark night.
Wow, so beautiful.Lin Miaomiao raised her head and looked at her in surprise.
Song Yan looked at her happy face, his expression softened, and suddenly leaned close to her ear and spoke.
The name of this grape is...Sauvignn blanc...
Lin Miaomiao didn't expect Song Yan to introduce Grape's name to her at this moment. She looked back in surprise, but her soft lips just rubbed against his cheek.
The two were stunned at the same time, their eyes colliding with each other, with surprise and intoxicating tenderness.
Song Yan looked at her for a moment, and his suppressed longing filled with wine.
Sauvignon for a long time.
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