The taxi stopped, and the car swayed gently, and Zhao An and Tang Wu's bodies also shook. Tang Wu raised her hand and held her forehead, as if she was in a daze again.

Zhao An followed him and patted his forehead, suddenly realized it. Then he got off the car. Tang Wu looked at him in confusion, but felt a little angry and laughing. He definitely couldn't solve such a problem seriously. Maybe he was talking nonsense again, but he wanted to hear how he explained it.

China Overseas International Airport is not in the remote suburbs and is not too far from the city center. Zhao An did not choose the Pacific Hotel, although it was once Lin Nanxiu's secret stronghold, so there must be some security guarantee.

After paying the fare, Zhao An's eyes were filled with a strong feeling and he said to Tang Wu seriously: "Many times, people will recall all kinds of things that have never happened in a trance. I think that is probably our past life... Otherwise, how do we explain it? Whenever we meet, we always feel that something is sprouting in our hearts? It's not that we can't be in love, but that fate has not ended."

Every time Zhao An talks serious nonsense, Tang Wu can't help laughing, smiles and shakes her head, trying to beat him up a few times. However, Zhao An still does this time, but it seems that some words touch the secret in his heart. Tang Wu's cheeks flushed, as if the scalded shy cloud edges.

"Who has sprouted something after meeting you?" Tang Wu was stunned for a moment, bit her lip, and wanted to raise her hand to slap what he had just said in his mouth. The shyness in her eyes was stained with flashing eyelashes, and strings of hanging them became a charming style.

The first half is fine. Although I was a little shy, I thought it was quite a fun explanation. But what I said later seemed to be like a man and a woman who had become a man and a woman... or he didn't mean that, but in short, "love is hard for me" and "destiny is not over" can make people not get angry?

So Tang Wu turned her head and turned her back to Zhao An, not planning to pay attention to him.

"The hotel is here... You look at the street, are you planning to sleep on the street?" Zhao An said with a smile, pointing at the hotel behind her.

Still in this kind of innocent tone, Tang Wu ignored him and thought that he would say something apologized to step down to her, but he didn't. What's going on? If he didn't say anything to let her step down, how could she have the nerve to pay attention to him now? Is it just dead?

"Let's go, don't make trouble on the street, be good." Zhao An suddenly stretched out his hand, held Tang Wu's soft palm, and walked into the hotel with her.

A white couple walked by, or Tang Wu's appearance, amazed them. They spoke quickly with an accent English, but they could hear it as a sense of praise.

As Zhao An said, Tang Wu was embarrassed to pull someone on the street, so Zhao An took his hand and pulled him into the hotel, and then realized that the tone he spoke just now was really considered as an uncle and Tang Xiaowu? He is the person he called Aunt Tang, so why did he speak in such a tone of doting little girl!

Zhao An was checking in, as if he was bound by the word "benevolent". Tang Wu really stood quietly and didn't say anything to him... No, it had nothing to do with him. He was not a person who liked to play, so he wouldn't have the quietness and elegance after changing his clothes.

Tang Wu looked at Zhao An's back. Although she had been used to having people to deal with big and small matters, she always felt that her current feeling was a little different, and she couldn't tell the details. Seeing him getting the room card, Tang Wu turned around and raised her mouth slightly to look at the side, but raised her right hand and placed it in a very good position to be held by someone.

Sure enough, Zhao An still looked like he was holding her hands naturally. Tang Wu was waiting for this moment, quickly avoiding it, then turned around and showed him her slightly smug and teasing smile.

She just wanted to tell him that it was just an accident just now. I really wanted to hold her hand, but it was not that easy... She is Tang Wu, and his woman named Aunt Tang.

"It's naughty..." Zhao An smiled and shook his head, and walked forward with his luggage.

"No!" Tang Wu couldn't help protesting, feeling that his steps were very light, and he wanted to try to jump, but he still held back. His tone of treating her as Tang Xiaowu made Tang Wu's mood come into being.

Don’t forget your identity... Walking in the slightly dark corridor and entering the elevator, Tang Wu felt her heart beating a little fast, and she was thinking about anything that was not specific to the picture.

Zhao An ordered a suite for Tang Wu, close to the hotel garden. You can see the exquisite design of the hotel garden on the left side of the balcony, and on the right is the backyard of a temple. A huge loess sycamore extends over, covering up a lot of sunshine and letting the room fall into the mottled light and shadow of the trees.

"It's pretty good." Tang Wu pulled open the curtains and said, looking out the window.

The sunlight shone through the window, and the carved patterns on the glass made the light refract like the light and shadow on the seabed, falling on Tang Wu. She pulled the collar and her fingers fell down, as if blocked by her towering chest. Zhao An stood on the side and could see her fingers pressing on one side of the shirt, so she could see a touch of snow-whiteness from the gap exposed in the center of the shirt.

Although Tang Wu was wearing the uniform of a female high school student, there was no doubt that she was a mature and tasteful woman after all. She was always not stingy with carefully selecting her close-fitting clothes. The transparent gauze made the breast tattoo only wrap, but it made people couldn't help but think that when she unbuttoned her shirt, she didn't need to unbutton her chest tattoo. The plump snow-grey double balls and the soft and quiet cherries that were not sure whether it was soft and quiet or unstimulating, astringent and hard cherries, were exposed to the man's hot eyes.

The uniform does not show the thin waist and hip lines, but under the flat skirt, the half-white and sweet thighs that appear as melted cream are known as the absolute position, but have the temptation to burn men's hormones. Looking here only makes people unable to tell whether it is Tang Wu or Tang Xiaowu... However, in the end, only she can interpret and control different styles, wonderfully perfectly integrating a woman's temptations of different ages and different temptations in the same period.

This is Tang Wu, the beauty that makes people unable to stop, not only her body, but also her elegant and quiet temperament, which always makes Zhao An look dazed.

Should I take this opportunity to create some breakthroughs? The relationship between men and women always requires a little rough and painful experience to reach the next level, right?

Just like the first night between men and women, isn’t men needed to cause some pain to her? If there was no sadness brought to her by the initial breakthrough, where would there be the joy of the fish and water that would be later?

Now that I want to make a breakthrough with Tang Wu, there is no doubt that in a short period of time, she will feel sad that she can't bear the pressure of identity and reality... But if she doesn't make a breakthrough, maybe she and she will never get the sweetness of the future.

"What are you thinking?" Tang Wu asked curiously as she looked at Zhao An insane.

"It's nothing." Zhao An looked at Tang Wu's gentle eyes, recalling his thoughts just now, and couldn't help feeling ashamed. He was really so arrogant... How could he want to disobey her intentions for those things for her sake without being prepared at all?

She is not only the woman he likes, but also the goddess he is willing to worship. Although the identity of the goddess will make the blasphemer more satisfied with the pleasure of blasphemy, is all she wants to be blasphemy?

"Don't think randomly." Tang Wu smiled slightly, but took the initiative to take Zhao An's hand to the porch, "Open the box."

Zhao An looked at the suitcase and wondered, "What's inside?"

"I really came from Japan this time and prepared some small gifts for you. I feel that you can use them... After all, a boy starts to live independently, and you will definitely not expect that many things will be needed." Tang Wu stopped playing with Zhao An, but returned to the state of caring for him.

Tang Wu also couldn't understand what kind of care he cared for him, and how gentle he was used to being a habitual gentleman? No one would be used to being gentle to a person who was not close enough. It was just the consideration of elders to the younger generation? No, Tang Wu never regarded him as a junior, and occasionally showed off Aunt Tang's identity, just because... it was just because in the county sand, everything around her reminded her that she had to remind her of the estrangement from him.

Tang Wu couldn't help but feel nervous. When she accepted that he was leaving Junsha and coming to Zhonghai, and living away from her city, Tang Wu had the urge to take care of his life.

She knew that it was not her duty, but because it was not what she should do, she wanted to do it. This impulse made her shy and slightly sweet, and she remembered those separated young couples. Before her husband left, his wife would arrange it for him in detail.

It was obviously not like this for him and him... Tang Wu was so panicked that she couldn't help but buy a lot of those daily necessities when she came to Japan. She didn't have the chance to take care of him, but she had to let him use the things she bought for her.

Tang Wu's suitcase did not have her changing clothes and luggage, and it was all the things she bought for him, which surprised Zhao An.

A stewed beaker that can cook porridge, a heat-insulating kettle, an electric toothbrush, a razor, a box of underwear? And this, Zhao An couldn't help but look at Tang Wu, and Tang Wu turned her head with a blush.

There are also two pens, packaged like ink of luxury brand perfume, exquisite notebooks, portable reading lights, and a laptop computer... are all things that are useful in learning and life.

The things are not big, and they neatly make full use of every space in the suitcase, so they can hold as much as possible.

"I bought them all by myself and put them in them myself. I hope you can study hard and take good care of yourself." Tang Wu looked down at Tang An and said seriously.

She did not use Aunt Tang's tone, but just expressed her expectations calmly and naturally. It had nothing to do with the care of what kind of identity it came from, but just a kind of considerate, because she felt a certain emotion towards him in her heart.

Zhao An stood up and reached out to hug Tang Wu into his arms. If a woman wants to take care of your life, does she understand her intention?

"What are you doing..." Tang Wu's tone trembled slightly, but she was not afraid or resisted. She just raised her hand and placed it in the air without pushing him or hugging her.

"I'm sorry, I can't help but hug you." Zhao An was hit by the gentleness called "I can be the crown of the snow-capped mountain that makes you look up to it, or the stream can nourish your heart."

How long does it take to hug it? Three minutes later, Tang Wu murmured silently in her heart, even though her body seemed to be about to be hugged by him and squeezed into his heart.
Chapter completed!