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"The birthday gift I prepared for you hasn't been given to you." Song Mian recovered his seriousness and took Yun Xiang's hand forward.

The secluded vintage nine-curved promenade, with lanterns swaying gently in the wind at the edge, his hand holding her slowly forward.

The peaceful environment also makes Yun Xiang's mind become very peaceful.

She looked at him sideways, his shallow hair fluttering in the wind under the light, fully revealing his handsome and deep silhouette.

His purplish-black eyes are unparalleled, and his thin and thick lip lines are extraordinarily sexy, but only a side profile can make Yun think fascinated.

This is Yun Xiang's first step into the garden that belongs to Song Mian. A lot of bamboo is planted in the yard. Different colors are used to decorate the yard. It is particularly mysterious and elegant. See, slow down to see the fineness of every place.

"No hurry, you will have a lot of time to appreciate it here." Song Mian looked at Yun Xiang and greedy his house, and was very happy. "What do you like, you can tell me, I will add it earlier."

"What has to do with me!" Yun thought back fiercely.

Really, this man couldn't stand for three minutes and knew that he was taking advantage of her mouth.

"It doesn't matter how you do. You will be the hostess here in the future. This is the place where you can take the lead." Song Mian held Yun Xiang's hand tighter.

"When I become the person who can make the decision, I don't like to use it too late." Yun Xiang thought and glanced at Song Mian. "Don't get to the time, some people can't bear it."

"What do you say?" Song Mian didn't understand.

"Now there are many men, one before marriage and one after marriage. You can't get diligent and thoughtful before you marry. After you marry, it's roadside weeds." Yun thinks softly, "Who knows if you will change."

Song Mian, who had just stepped up the stairs, suddenly stopped. He pressed Yun Xiang directly on the pillar of the gate, leaned over and kissed him fiercely, and finally bit Yun Yun without a penalty. .

With one hand on the stone pillar, with one hand around Yun's waist, she was trapped in her arms.

For the first time, think of Yun with this kind of deep voice: "You can doubt everything about me, but you can't doubt my unfailing heart for your life."

He was so serious, and his eyes were so bright in the dark night that Yun Yun shuddered.

For the first time, he released the pressure of oppression, which made Yun think of it and suddenly couldn't hold back: "I...I...I was wrong..."

She could only apologize in a whisper like a wronged young wife.

This small appearance made Song Mian's heart soft again, and he sighed softly, holding her hand again: "I know you just talk about it, I don't think so in my heart, but I still feel uncomfortable."

"Okay, I won't laugh at you with this in the future, okay." Yun thinks that this is really soft.

Song Mian stooped and sniffed a kiss on her face, looked at Yun Xiang and was a little surprised, reached out and touched her small face, waiting for him.

Song Miancai chuckled softly, fingertips still gently touching his lips: "Well, this is not sad."

Yun thinks he knows the reason and loses, and he doesn't care about him, thinking to find the place sooner or later.

Song Mian didn't care what his little girlfriend was arrogant, he took Yun Xiang again and opened the door.

The room was very dark and dark. Song Mian closed the door and walked to the center, as if pressing a switch.

The entire guest hall lit up at once. This is a very retro hospitality hall. There is a large round table with silk cloth in the center, and a beautiful lamp on the table.

The lamp is still the Luoyang Palace lamp. The rectangle has six corners with tassels hanging down, and there are wooden relief edges on the edges. The white yarn in the middle is also a cloud to think about, but it is not a photo, but a painting.

A total of six paintings are the portraits of the Chinese style, and they are also painted in the image of Yun Xiangxiang in costume.

This light will also rotate automatically. The light installed in it is purple, which echoes the purple wood, and also illuminates the portrait of Yun Xiangxiang more dreamy and luxurious.

Song Mian pressed the switch again at the top, and there was still music, "Fulian".

"Have you liked it?" Song Mian embraced Yun from behind to think about it.

"I like it, I like it too much." Yun Xiang was very excited. She seriously appreciated it for a while before reaching out to touch Xiao Xiang on the external screen. "Did you draw?"

In fact, Yun thinks whether Song Mian will draw or not, but she thinks this must be done by Song Mian himself.

"Well." Except that the lamp holders were designed by professionals, all the others were done by Song Mian. "Originally, the lights outside were also intended to be painted by hand, but it was a pity that time was too late."

If there is no accident in the country of hops, she and Yun think about coming back a month in advance together, then it is too late.

"It's so good, so my birthday gift is unique." Good things are not many but refined.

"The light of this lamp is reasonably adjusted according to the scientific basis, and it is very soft. You can sleep with it at night. It has a three-hour automatic running device, which will automatically turn off after three hours."

Song Mian taught Yun all the functions to think about: "Here is where the song is played... I originally wanted to customize an intelligent one, but I customized it too late, and I didn't succeed in the experiment. At present, I can only do this step."

"That's good." Yun thinks that this lamp is perfect. It's too hard to be smart without affecting the appearance of the ancient style. It can be turned off automatically.

"This lamp is detachable and foldable, you can remove it and put it in a bag, you can carry it everywhere." Song Mian just asked too much to be smart.

He listed all the detailed steps for unfolding and folding. Yun thinks so smart, he only needs to read it twice to understand.

"Take it home tonight and watch it every day into my dreams. I think every dream will be beautiful and beautiful." Yun thinks it can't wait to go home and try it early.

"Then go home." Yun thinks about the class tomorrow, Song Mian did not plan to leave her too late, and Yun Lin's elder should pay more attention to the rest time.

When Song Mian brought Yun Xiang and Li Xiangling and Song Meng together, the two people saw Yun Xiang think about the light in their hands, and their eyes were straight. Song Meng's hand was very itchy, and it was so beautiful. She seemed to get it in her hand.

But she refrained from speaking, and Song Mian wanted to send Yun to think about going home.

"It's not too early. You can send them alone for more than three hours. You can send the big fairy, I will send these two ladies." Qi Jun immediately stepped forward to create opportunities for himself.

But what he said is also true. Tomorrow will be in class, and it would not be possible to give them three or two hours separately.

But unexpectedly Li Xiangling said: "I have no class tomorrow morning, I think about it there."