Chapter 466

He served her all the time and did not possess her.

Like a devout believer, worshiping his faith.

Ji'an kowtowed long eyelashes and looked at his handsome face full of sweat. For a moment, he wanted to cry.

Want to hold him, tell him how much she loved, and still love.

The unfinished globe in the cupboard is filled with snowflakes, and the secret of love lies quietly:

in January, you haven't appeared yet

in February, you sleep next door

it rained heavily in March

roses are everywhere in April

in May, we sit opposite each other as if in a dream

in June, the grass is in full bloom and everywhere is fragrant

in July, there is a mixture of sadness and joy, and the wheat waves are rolling Along with the grassland, until the end of the world, I kept my mouth shut in August, I was the water in the bottle, you were the cloud in the blue sky

September and October are two eyes full of the sea, you are on the sea, I am under the sea

November has not yet arrived, through its window, I saw December, December snow filled

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Beiming Shaoxi's heavy body fell on her, and the sweat on her short hair was wet and bright.

Jian'an's slender fingers were stuck in his hair, and his eyes were red.

"Ji'an, are you happy?" He gasped in a low voice, not because he was tired, but because he restrained the torture of his love bath.

Want her Crazy about it, he couldn't touch her.

She always said that he approached her for the sake of love bath. He wanted to tell her that even if she couldn't stay with her, he would hold her and just sleep alone every day.

Accompany her, sleep for a lifetime! A lifetime of abstinence!

"You are so heavy Go away... " Ji'an restrained his emotions and ignored the hot iron between his legs.

Beiming Shaoxi turned over, took out several paper towels, and carefully cleaned them for her.

Ji an opened his hand, walked out of bed with soft legs and went into the bathroom.

"What would you like for breakfast?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

The cold sound of closing the door cuts off Ji'an bit her finger. She knows how to do it. She can arouse his demons and hurt him.

A word from her would make him lose control and turn him back into the cruel devil.

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Breakfast is her favorite pasta, with tomato sauce on the poached eggs

The soup, which had been cooked all night, was brought to her.

After Beiming Shaoxi came in, she drove her aunt away.

Ji'an eats noodles coldly and coldly. Beiming Shaoxi looks at her and takes a bite. It looks like a little dog watching his master's face.

He doesn't know what to do. He only knows that what he can't do for others is willing to do for her. This is love.

He can go down from the altar for her and become an ordinary man. He can wash clothes, cook, take care of children, buy vegetables, and become the worst man he disdains and useless.

But in Ji'an's eyes, all he did was dog and shit.

He made soup for the first time, cooked for the first time, bathed a woman for the first time, wiped her hair, waited on her to drink milk, dressed her

He's not romantic, but for her, he's learned....

He had never given a gift, and when he met her, he gave it to her, along with himself.

He didn't do anything well, but the food was not good enough. Serving her was clumsy. The milk and polysaccharide made coffee too bitter!

His romance is not sweet words, gifts may not be the world's most expensive, delicate, but he has put his mind.

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