Chapter 685: Suddenly there is a sense of crisis in age

Therefore, she would be so happy to chat with him.
And he...
He is five years older than her.
The age of 25 is a very young age for men.
He should not have a sense of crisis.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his age.
He and she are not about the same age.
They are not in a circle.
He has not had any love experience yet.
Would she feel bored with him?
Although, she never said so, but she didn't seem to have said anything, and she was very happy with him.
The heart sank more and more, and the squinting desire dispersed a little. He narrowed his eyes and his eyes became sharp.
Qiao Mianmian was originally a sensitive person.
She immediately noticed the change in Mo Yesi's mood.
To his sharp eyes, she was stunned, and she was a little stunned: "Mo Yesi, what's wrong with you..."
"You haven't answered what I just said." Mo Yesi tried his best to suppress the sourness in his heart, took a deep breath, and repeated the question just now, "Are you not happy to see me?"
Qiao Mianmian: "...Of course not."
Although she didn't know how the man in front of her suddenly became unhappy, she was still very happy to see him at this time.
She reached out and hooked his neck, raised her face, and raised her lips: "I'm very happy. Just seeing you, I thought I was dreaming."
The sweet smile on the girl's lips made him stunned.
Mo Yesi was cured in an instant.
All the unhappiness in her heart disappeared when she took the initiative to approach him.
"Did you miss me?" The man who was still radiating coldness in the first second, the next layer, the ice on his body dissolved, thin lips smiled, and asked softly.
Qiao Mianmian pursed her lips, with a shy expression on her face, and nodded gently under his tender and affectionate gaze.
The two are in love.
I wish I could stick together at all times.
Suddenly separated, they are not used to each other.
Although it was only one day apart, she... still missed him.
Hearing her answer, the smile on the man's lips deepened, and his eyes grew softer.
He reached out and touched her hair, then gently plucked the ball head she was piercing, hugged her still soft, hugged her, walked to the sofa and sat down.
The man's strong and powerful arms encircled her, circled her petitely in her arms a little, her jaw pressed against her hair, and rubbed gently: "Is the shooting still going well today? Is there anything wrong with here?" The place?"
Qiao Mianmian leaned on him obediently and cleverly, grabbed one of his hands, and squeezed his slender white fingers to play: "It's smooth and adapts to the environment and climate here. At present, there is nothing uncomfortable local."
F City and Yuncheng have similar climates.
The only difference is that it will be cooler sooner or later, and the humidity will be heavier at night.
As for eating, the taste is similar.
"That's good." Mo Yesi lowered her head to see her grabbing his fingers and squeezing it, as if pinching a toy, pampering her lips, reaching for a strand of hair from her ear to her ear, " Tell me if you are not used to it."
"Ok."
"How are you getting along with the rest of the crew? Has anyone bullied you?"
Qiao Mianmian fell silent, shaking his head: "No."