Or she can give him a gift. They have been together for almost a year. She can give him a gift, a coat and a tie clip. What about this time?

"What gift should I give my lover?"
Recently, my mind has been focused on Lin Xiaoxiao. Her brain is that she is in love and has some inexperience. After thinking for a long time, she is more depressed and guilty.
Because she doesn’t know much about Yan Lang’s preferences.
Usually, she eats cakes according to Lin Xiaoxiao’s taste. At ordinary times, she seldom eats cakes. Whether Yan Lang likes Lin Xiaoxiao or not is really unknown.
Lin Xiaoxiao’s wife seems to be unqualified at all.
Lin Xiaoxiao drew a suggestion in white paper and quickly rejected it. Half an afternoon passed.
In the evening, after supper, Lin Xiaoxiao was listless. When she was worried about what gift to give Yan Lang, she felt a dizzy spell and was pressed against the sofa. The dazzling light made Lin Xiaoxiao narrow her eyes and open her eyes again. Yan Lang had been heavily pressed against her. Lin Xiaoxiao felt very heavy and pushed him, but she was hugged more tightly by Yan Lang. Suddenly she found that this man seemed to like pressing her against the sofa.
"Xiao Xiao"
"En"
I can’t push Yan Lang. Lin Xiaoxiao slowed down his breathing. After a while, he didn’t feel uncomfortable. She didn’t have the energy to note Yan Lang. His head was buried in her neck like a child.
This is not a strange move, but Lin Xiaoxiao has a different feeling.
Like being dependent on him, like becoming stronger yourself
Lin Xiaoxiao hesitantly raised his hand and touched Yan Lang’s head. He was stiff for a moment, but soon relaxed, and Lin Xiaoxiao’s heart was released.
Yan lang’s hair doesn’t grow stubble, but it doesn’t feel as hard as it looks, and it doesn’t prick people.
It is said that the hair is hard and the heart is hard. Yan Lang’s hair is not just that he is not a cruel person. Lin Xiaoxiao was suddenly made to laugh and cry by his own thoughts. It is enough for this man to care about her, isn’t it?
"husband"
"Yeah" Yan Lang snorted but didn’t move. Lin Xiaoxiao touched his hair and his lips with a soft smile. "What’s your favorite food?"
"I’m not picky about food"
"There are always some people who don’t like it very much and some who like it more."
Lin Xiaoxiao felt the complete satisfaction when Yan Lang shook hands with his other hand. Lin Xiaoxiao really felt that her life was complete. Now she wants to know more about Yan Lang.
"coriander bar"
"Don’t you like it?"
"Well, it tastes a little strange, but you can eat it if you have to."
He explained that there was something cute in Lin Xiaoxiao’s ear. At this moment, Yan Lang is no longer the one who can’t do it. Yan Ershao is not his perfect husband. He is a big boy who will rely on her for her advantages and disadvantages and let her mother love flood.
"What do you like to eat?"
"Hey" Yan Lang smiled and shook Lin Xiaoxiao’s hand gently "you"
"En"
Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t want to know what this guy said until she put the question and answer together and watched it again.
Hate satyr
Yan Lang suddenly propped up and looked down at Lin Xiaoxiao’s ambiguous look as if he were looking at where to eat delicious food.
Lin Xiaoxiao blushed a little, but she cried pitifully before, and her face was red. It seemed that there was no difference, but she was shy and affectionate, but Yan Lang saw the clue
"shy"
Yan Lang’s teasing expression made Lin Xiaoxiao consciously cover her face. "You hate that I’m asking you something serious."
"Well, you ask"
Yan Lang did not hold her hand, but bowed his head and kissed the back of her hand. "You must know what to say."
"I want to ask you what kind of food you like, what color you like and what kind of scenery you like." Lin Xiaoxiao found that she couldn’t speak clearly while covering her mouth, so she laid her hand on the sofa and looked at the man in front of her. "I want to know more about you."
Lin Xiaoxiao doesn’t want Yan Lang to cater to her any more. She likes eating and colors.
"I also want to have more colors in my life."
Just now, Yan Lang gave a wry smile. Lin Xiaoxiao laughed and touched his face mischievously. "You are my person after the beauty, and I will make you more heart-warming."
It took a few seconds to react after being molested by Yan Lang. He smiled and raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Then I’ll wipe my eyes." The dark eyes seemed to be so bright that people could not bear to move their eyes.
After laughing, Lin Xiaoxiao felt that there were still many questions to ask Yan Lang, but after listening to these questions, Yan Lang shook his head. "These are the second."
"what"
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Lang with a puzzled look. "Isn’t understanding a step to enhance feelings?"
Yan Langwen said that he smiled and held Lin Xiaoxiao’s hand slightly to hold people in his arms.
"Understanding is a slow process" Yan Lang held her up and looked relaxed as if Lin Xiaoxiao’s roots were weightless. He looked down at Lin Xiaoxiao and was amused by her wait for a while’s smile. "It’s very late today to take a bath and have a good sleep":
Chapter 291 Decadent to half dead.
After washing, Lin Xiaoxiao dawdled out of health and Yan Lang came in from the outside with hot milk.
"Drink this."
Lin Xiaoxiao drank the milk with good advice, looked at Yan Lang eagerly, and then exchanged it for Yan Lang to touch "good boy, I’ll put a cup."
Yan Lang washed the cup and put it away, and she saw Lin Xiaoxiao lying in bed with her hands clutching at Yan Lang. Then she saw a undressing show, and even the black elastic pants were not let go.
acridine
Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t expect to see such a bold scene. Yan Lang would wear pants at ordinary times.
Lin Xiaoxiao became red as soon as she brushed the floor, and the temperature in the room seemed to rise, because Lin Xiaoxiao felt that she could breathe.
It seems that I found Lin Xiaoxiao’s eyes. Yan Lang’s eyes finally fell on Lin Xiaoxiao’s house. The lights were bright, so that Lin Xiaoxiao could see his most subtle expression without any effort, and of course he could see his body clearly.
And it is too clear.